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The Serger
03:43
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The Serger (B. Brett / BG)
Go
Run me through the serger
Sew me up proper
In order to pass inspection:
Go
I'm thread
I'm a series of disturbances
Through the fabric of time
The serger pushes me through
In a clean line
The serger pushes me through
So I don't unwind
A series of disturbances
Through the fabric of time
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Burning Glass (B. Brett / BG)
Life spent staring at burning glass
Every liquid crystal fire in hand:
Nothing but ash.
Wishing it would all turn back into sand
Burn me to ash
Vitrify me
Make me burning glass
Vitrify me
I know you're on the other side of this burning glass
(Ever feel like dust?)
It's curling around me, it's closing in fast
(Ever feel like dust?)
Well hello sir! It's your luck day!
I think you have the potential to be glass
Let me tell you about this exciting new offer
First, we grind you into sand
Then I'll shoot a lightning bolt from my hand
and VOILA!
You'll be glass
Let's get started right away
You don't wanna be late!!!
I'm stuck in the blue light void
with all the trendy kids from high school
I tried to avoid
And what's this?
Oh no it's home room!
I'm doomed to home room!
All this enragement for six percent engagement (if you're lucky).
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Symbiotic
01:54
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Symbiotic (B. Brett / BG)
Symbiotic politics
Two sides make each other rich
They take turns pissing on each other
Turns to gold wherever they're hit
It's a shame to bring identity into this
That's how they sop up those without interest
THEN
Uh-oh! There you go! Back to corporate control!
Symbiotic politics usher in a really lame apocalypse
Wherever they piss it turns to gold and UGH
This story's so old
AND
Uh-oh! There you go! Back to corporate control!
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Fragments (B. Brett / BG)
Body boiled and flesh is scraped off the bone
Salt cured the heart for the journey home
Somewhere else:
The superheated offering is thrown
So when it hits the water it explodes
I don't know why they lied
Before I hit the sky
I don't know why they still lie
When I'm packed up and ready for the ride
I don't know why they lied
Before I hit the sky
I don't know why they still lie
When I fracture from the fire
When you find me like this
You'll make excuses, a million reasons
When you lie to me like this
You'll have excuses, a million reasons why
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Buddha
02:15
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Buddha (T.Turtle / BG)
If I could sit still and not move at all
Like that damned statue
My problems might go away
I long to become a buddha statue
Caring not if I get laid or fed
And not having to work
Yes, twould be nice to be a Buddha statue
Or maybe even a tombstone
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Chain Stringer Man
02:21
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Chain Stringer Man (B. Brett / BG)
Chain stringer man
Got a pile of mythologies in his hand
He's docking the skiff
When you say he's burning you over and over again
He knows you mean it
He's screaming and screaming and screaming
Chain stringer flying
He's doing the best he can
No excuses just facts
No brag just facts
His whole life like dust
That fills a pot hole up
Sand in shattered glass
Chain stringer man
Come and gone at last
Every lie doesn't have to have meaning
Upon its revealing
Remember, aight?
And save some time
Gather round acolytes of the loudspeaker
And casual observers alike
Let's amuse ourselves from our places of comfort
With stories of the pyrrhic victories of rock and roll
HAHAHAHA
How charming!
You know what those little ragamuffins seem to be saying?
"Annihilate me with music".
HAHAHAHA
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Tail of the Beast
04:01
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Tail Of The Beast (B. Brett / BG)
Glass at every ending
Glass will seal all fate
Chicxulub impactor
Five thousand foot tall waves
Mile high waves
Glass at every end
Not from the Baptistina
The earth reacts with granite
Annihilate me at the tail of the beast
A last breath passed sucking in glass
Caught in gills three thousand miles away
A closed system
Pieces of itself fall away
To make way for new arrivals
When the glass rained down it took everything out
Every time in the present, future, or past
The end begins with glass
Vitrified at the end
Shock metamorphism
Impact metamorphism
Six hundred mile per hour winds
Iridium rain
An atypical lack of scavenging suggests
Few other species survived to feed off
The mass dying
Ejected to the surface due to immense pressures of impact
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Carl Sagan (T. Turtle / BG)
Tried to read a book a little girl gave to me
I only got three pages before I couldn't see
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Shock Collar Off
03:08
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Shock Collar Off (B. Brett / BG)
Shock Collar Off
When it's dark you can see the sparks
May they get double what they wish us
Before you left
I'd never lived a day you hadn't seen
Wide-eyed and wondering
Now you're electricity
I'm stuck here shocked
I'm stuck here pondering
That dog's not barking at me
Or testing its chain
It's enjoying the echo
Off a nearby train
May they get double what they wish us
What you see is what you get
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Knurling
02:06
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Knurling (B. Brett / BG)
Panicking!
AH!
Left and right
But everything's divine
Life is screwed up right
The knurling's perfect for making it tight
Machined for grip
etched to TWIST
you can seal it or remove it
at your convenience
In case it's time to open up
and you're staring at a wound sewn shut
and a jar full of salted up hearts
the knurling's perfect for taking it apart
The knurling is perfectly machined
to offer you a life of ease
the knurling is all over everything
it signals an opening
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Distant Future (B. Brett / BG)
Interferons Rise!
I'm an interferon!
Distant future: the door bell
Distant future: the wake up call
Sing distant future
Bring love back to all
Distant future
The reanimator
Distant future
Interferon
Interferons Rise!
I'm an interferon!
Distant future
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Eight Bladed Iris
01:59
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Eight Bladed Iris (B. Brett / BG)
Rained like hell the night you left
Came down so hard almost beat me to death
There's a box of shoes filled with ones and twos
And pictures of you
Lollipops too!
Right where you left it
Under the bed
Where all the rain drained off my head
And every tree that fell was dead
But I'm alright
Hands in the box like a case of the blues
If you ever lose me I'm always with you
Eight bladed iris tells the truth
Ghost brain whispers something back to you
Can't tell what it is but it seems as real as it gets
Ghost brain whispers something back to you
Ghost brain expands and contracts
Eight bladed iris expands and contracts
Ghost brain meets itself as it turns
Eight bladed iris:
A circular blur
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13. |
Time flies
02:18
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Time Flies (T. Turtle / BG)
There's a fly
In my ice cream
The ice cream melts
But not the fly
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14. |
Sun T
02:11
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Buck Gooter Harrisonburg, Virginia
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