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Stainless Steel Mirrors
03:54
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STAINLESS STEEL MIRRORS
(B. BRETT / BUCK GOOTER)
STAINLESS STEEL MIRRORS
HA! HA! HA!
STEEL MIRRORS WON'T
BREAK ON IMPACT
STEEL MIRRORS SEND
THE WRONG MESSAGE BACK
THE EMBERS WILL HANG
FROM MY NECK
THE SNAKES WILL
SWALLOW MY HANDS
WHEN THE IMAGE I SEE
DISTORTED BY THE STEEL
IS WHAT I START TO BELIEVE
AND I START TO NEED IT
TAKE A GOOD LOOK(STAINLESS)
HANDS BLEED AS THEY'RE
NAILED TO THE WALL
BENDING THE WORLD
IN ITS REFLECTION
WHAT PERFECTION DO I SEEK?
HOW HAS THE STEEL
RENDERED IT
AN IMPOSSIBILITY?
WHAT TRUTH DOES IT SPEAK?
ELEVEN SPEARS
WILL PASS THROUGH ME
FROM MY HEAD TO MY FEET
CHAINED FROM
RECTUM TO ANKLE
FOR LIES I BELIEVE
STEEL MIRRORS RENDER ME
STEEL MIRRORS WON'T RELEASE
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TRAMPLED BY YOUR NIGHTMARES
(T. TURTLE / BUCK GOOTER)
DON’T BELIEVE IN MAGIC
OR FOREVER HEALTH
I READ NO THOUGHTS
I DIDN’T THINK MYSELF
IT’S A GALLOP AT FULL FORCE
AM I READY?
NO, OF COURSE!
TRAMPLED BY YOUR NIGHTMARES
SO SICK OF YOUR SKELETON CHATTER
YOUR BALLET
AROUND THE THINGS THAT MATTER
YOU’RE OUT OF TIME
WITH ETERNAL SONG
WE LIVE TO DIE
CAN’T TAKE YOUR WEALTH ALONG
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3. |
Rat Layer
04:33
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RAT LAYER
(B. BRETT / BUCK GOOTER)
YOU NEED TO POUR A RAT LAYER
OVER YOUR HEART
TO KEEP THE VERMIN
FROM DIGGING IT UP
THEY TUNNEL THROUGH
THEY RIP IT APART
YOU NEED TO POUR A RAT LAYER
OVER YOUR HEART
I SEE THE THRASHING HAIR
AND THE HOLOGRAPHIC
CEREAL BOX
CRUMPLED FORM
WITH TEARS ON THE FLOOR
I HEAR THE TONE OF THE BLADE
AND KNOW THIS MOVIE
WASN'T MADE FOR TV
IT WAS MADE FOR ME
AND I ESCAPE
INTO THE SHIFTING
RAINBOW GHOST FACE
IT MAKES ME SCARED
WHEN SNAKES EAT STARS
I NEED TO POUR A RAT LAYER
OVER MY HEART
RAT LAYER
IS IT THE TONE OF THE BLADE
OR THAT OF TEETH
GNAWING THROUGH THE ROCKS?
THE HOLOGRAPHIC CEREAL BOX
KEPT AWAY
BECAUSE IT MIGHT BE WORTH
SOMETHING SOMEDAY
MIGHT BE WORTH
ITS WEIGHT IN PAIN
IT'S ALL OUTSIDE
IT'S ALL INSIDE
IT'S TIME
IT'S TIME
TO POUR A RAT LAYER
BEFORE THE HEART IS
COMPROMISED
COMPROMISED
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4. |
Stone The Drones
02:23
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STONE THE DRONES
(T. TURTLE / BUCK GOOTER)
A LITTLE BIT OF THIS
AND A WHOLE LOT OF THAT
AIN’T NO ONE HERE
AS SMART AS THE CAT
FEET TOUCHING EARTH
I LOVE BEING FREE
BU THERE’S AN
EYE IN THE SKY
THAT SHOULDN’T BE
STONE THE DRONES
THIS SECRET AGENT SHIT’S
REALLY BUGGING ME
USED TO BE A TIME
WE HAD PRIVACY
AIN’T NO SUCH THING AS
US AND THEM
CHILDREN SHOULD BE SAFE
NOT DIE ON A WHIM
STONE THE DRONES
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5. |
Dustless Grinding
04:13
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DUSTLESS GRINDING
(B. BRETT / BUCK GOOTER)
DUSTLESS GRINDING
I AM NOTHING
DUSTLESS GRINDING
I AM ZILCH, MAN!
THOUGHT I'D BE DEMOLISHED
INTO DUST
FIND FREEDOM ON THE WIND
INSTEAD I'M A FLOW
OF MUCK DOWN THE DRAIN
YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN THIS
LIQUID STATE:
STILL A POISON THIS WAY
STILL A POISON
STILL A POISON
THOUGHT I'D DESTROY EVERYONE
BY WEAKENING THEIR LUNGS
TEAR THEM UP
AS THEY BREATHED ME IN
INSTEAD THEY'LL DRINK ME
SOAK ME UP
SOON I'LL RUIN THEIR BLOOD
ALWAYS KNEW I'D MAKE
A GOOD POLLUTANT
OH! WHAT THEY DID TO ME
WISH I COULD CHOOSE MY FATE
BUT AS LONG AS I DESTROY
I GET MY WAY
AND IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
NO IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
TO BE A POISON
TO BE A POISON
DUSTLESS GRINDING
I AM NOTHING
DUSTLESS GRINDING
CONVERTED INTO SLURRY
DUSTLESS GRINDING
I AM NOTHING
DUSTLESS GRINDING
CONVERTED INTO SLUDGE
GRIND ME DOWN
SOAK ME UP
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6. |
Music Is Everything
03:49
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MUSIC IS EVERYTHING
(B. BRETT / BUCK GOOTER)
MUSIC IS EVERYTHING
BUT IT'S NOT ENOUGH
TIME IS EVERYTHING
BUT THAT DOESN'T HELP
NOW IS HEAVEN, NOW IS HELL
HERE IS THE SERPENT:
DEVOURING THE LAMB.
DREAMS ARE IMPULSE
DREAMS ARE MYTH
DREAMS ARE NARCOTIC
INSPIRATION
DREAMS DIVIDE
MUSIC PROVIDES
AND FEEDS - IN WAYS
WE ARE TO THE MUSIC CHAINED
THE FREE MUSIC
DOES NOT SEE US THAT WAY
WE ARE LOST TO IT
AND WE ARE TRAPPED THROUGH IT
IN CASE ANYONE'S WONDERING:
WE BLEW IT.
HOW HUMANS CAME TO BE
ANYTHING BUT MUSIC BEINGS
IS A MYSTERY, TRAVESTY,
AND CRIME.
PAIN INSIDE, PAIN BEYOND
PAIN AND NEED AND DREAMS
TIME CRUSHING REALITY
MUSIC SINGS
IT’S EVERYTHING
HOLD YOUR BREATH
SPREAD YOUR WING
IT SPROUTS OUT FROM YOUR SEAMS
NAPALM TO YOUR DREAMS
MUSIC IS EVERYTHING
MUSIC IS EVERYTHING
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7. |
Who Put You In Charge?
03:06
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WHO PUT YOU IN CHARGE?
(T. TURTLE / BUCK GOOTER)
I’LL SUPPORT THE FASCIST
WHEN RED AND WHITE
MAKE BLUE
FAT CATS HAVE THE MONEY
ALL THEY DO IS SCREW
EVERY RULE IN PLACE
TO MAKE THE PLANET SAFE
THOSE FACTORY GUYS
KEEP SCREWING UP
THE HUMAN RACE
I’VE JUST ONE QUESTION:
WHO PUT YOU IN CHARGE
OF THIS AWESOME PLANET?
SORRY THAT YOU ARE,
YOU’RE KILLING EVERYTHING.
THE AIR THAT WE BREATHE
THE WATER THAT WE DRINK
THERE’S VERY LITTLE EVIDENCE
THAT POLITICIANS THINK
THAT HUMAN LIFE’S IMPORTANT
THEY JUST SUPPORT THE BANKS
MAJESTIC OCEANS HAVE BECOME
NASTY SEPTIC TANKS
I’VE JUST ONE QUESTION:
WHO PUT YOU IN CHARGE
OF THIS AWESOME PLANET?
SORRY THAT YOU ARE,
YOU’RE KILLING EVERYTHING.
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8. |
Waste Treatment
03:39
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WASTE TREATMENT
(B. BRETT / BUCK GOOTER)
YOU WON'T HEAR ME
WHEN I SCREAM
YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT I MEAN
BUT I WILL
YEAH I WILL
HUMANITY WON'T HEAR IT
ALTHOUGH IT APPEARS THAT
NOT LISTENING WILL
LEAD TO OUR EXTERMINATION
WHAT MAKES THE MOST SENSE
GOES UNHEARD
HYPNOTIC DRUMS FILL THE EARS
OF MARCHERS
AND YOU HAVE NOT SWEAT ENOUGH
IF YOU EXPECT PEACE
YOU HAVE NOT BLED ENOUGH
FOR THE TRANSFUSION TO CEASE
WASTE TREATMENT
HOW WASTE IS TREATED
YOU WILL NOT BE HEARD
YOUR MIND IS NOT
FINISHED BURNING
YOU ARE NOT TO BE SEEN
YOU ARE NOT SUITABLE
FOR THE PUBLIC
YOU ARE NOT A FLAG
YOU ARE THE WIND
THAT LIFTS IT
YOU ARE NOT ALONE
YOU WILL BE GROUND
INTO SAUSAGE
FED TO FUEL HATE
THEN PASSED OUT AS WASTE
YOU ARE AN UNWANTED DREAM
THAT WRENCHES THE SOUL FROM SLEEP
RUINING DAYS
LAYING WASTE AS WASTE AS WASTE
AND YOU HAVE NOT SWEAT ENOUGH
IF YOU EXPECT PEACE
YOU HAVE NOT BLED ENOUGH
FOR THE TRANSFUSION TO CEASE
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9. |
Too Low For The Fog
05:14
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TOO LOW FOR THE FOG
(B. BRETT / BUCK GOOTER)
I AM TOO LOW FOR THE FOG
I CAN SEE ALL AROUND ME
FOR A LITTLE WHILE
THE MIST HASN’T COVERED
UP MY SIGHT
I CAN SEE ALL AROUND AND BEHIND
SAME AS I'VE ALWAYS KNOWN
SO LOST THAT NOW I KNOW
I'LL NEVER BE FOUND
IN ISOLATION I CAN SEE ALL AROUND
NOT MUCH HAPPENING,
HAPPENED, OR COMING DOWN
TOO LOW FOR THE FOG TO BLUR IT ALL OUT
AND I'M TOO LOW FOR THE FOG
AND I WISH I COULD RISE UP
TO SEE EVERYTHING
OR TO BE LOST IN A CLOUD
SUBTLE CLARITY I CAN DO WITHOUT
I’M TOO LOW FOR THE FOG
I KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE
I KNOW THERE'S NO WAY OUT
I KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE
I KNOW THERE'S NO WAY OUT
LIKE DEWDROPS ON A WEB
CAUGHT IN THE ACT OF BEING
GIVEN SOME HEAT
I'LL NO LONGER BE SEEN
NOW I HANG AS UNWANTED PREY
AND TIME I'M STEALING
I KNOW YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN ME
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10. |
The Silent Ground
04:04
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THE SILENT GROUND
(T. TURTLE / BUCK GOOTER)
MY LIFE’S BEEN FUN
A PLEASANT MESS
SO MANY PATHS
NO G.P.S.
THE THINGS I’VE DONE
ARE FINE WITH ME
THE SILENT GROUND
ART/SANITY
WE’RE GOING
DOWN
DOWN
DOWN
DOWN
INTO THE SILENT GROUND
EVERYBODY’S GOING DOWN
INTO THE SILENT GROUND
I’M NOT SAD
OR IN A DAZE
I DON’T DWELL
ON FADING DAYS
OUR SOULS WILL PLANT
BENEATH LIFE’S MAZE
THE SILENT GROUND
OUR FINAL PHASE
WE’RE GOING
DOWN
DOWN
DOWN
DOWN
INTO THE SILENT GROUND
EVERYBODY’S GOING DOWN
INTO THE SILENT GROUND
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Buck Gooter Harrisonburg, Virginia
Ghost-motivated electronic rock.
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