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TAPEASIDE1**___
01:02
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WIll I see you there
When that final trumpet blows
Will I see you there
When that final trumpet blows
If i don’t see you there
I will run a comb through my hair
And I will wait… I will wait… I will wait…
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I cough up blue powder in the sink
We read about people who died in their sleep
They saw all the angels
And they came back to life
I remember the shoes
Of the fisherman’s wife
Coffee and morphine for three days a week
I’m calling in sick
You’re shopping for meat
And the world spins backwards
We laugh and take pills but
The landlord is watching
From a hole in the hill
The money comes slow
And we spend it on glue
Your mother is worried
Mine’s watching the news
I would sink all the boats
And i’d crash all the planes
I would sell out my friends
Give up my name
I am thinking of numbers
That do not exist and
The paper comes early
A cease and desist
How strange and uncanny
He looks like the man I
Saw on tv
A show in japan
A blank drivers license
A man without shoes
He knows all the jokes
You joke about too
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1700: Becoming-Fish
00:52
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[“Started out in an earthworm eye view, very coarse, unresponsive realm.
Which I think in retrospect was the best consciousness my brain could muster
When it was soaking in puss and the neocortex, the human part of the brain, was being destroyed.
But then I was rescued from that by a slowly spinning white light into a beautiful ultra-real idyllic valley
Filled with light, and growing plants with butterflies, sparkingling pools of water, angelic choirs up above emanating tremendous awesome and joy and beauty in these incredible anthems, chants and hymns that came down from above, and then ascended up beyond that”]
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Horses Is Like People
02:51
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Both end burning candle, corporate sponsor no more teeth
The filter biting ladies pray to someone underneath
And the long time blue eyed children spend a quarter out on gas
The man next door he shakes his head and talks about the past
And the microwave plays your favorite song
You look down at your hands
We wait for the police and
Man made God then God made man
I’m drowning in a pool of nothing
The people look confused
I breathe in deep and taste the water
And think about the news
Horses is ike people if we don’t move we don’t exist
Proto-Abrahamic doctrine and a portrait of a cyst
Contemporary modern knowledge $19.99
Cancer causing T-shirts worlds holy and divine
We met up at the bank again, you spoke to me in tongues
Secrets about whereabouts and where else you were from
I handed you an envelope you hand it back to me
Remember when we took too much we sat beneath a tree
You left your wallet on the train you winked at me and smirked
But they called you in the morning you were sad it didn’t work
They still call me on the weekends asking how much I can pay
I laugh when I remember and I think you’d do the same
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Machines
00:51
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[“Twin flesh apertures
The view is unnatural
The house is pristine
In summer we moved like apes
Thru hot parking lots and tall grasses
We came to the buildings
The symmetry was sicking
I saw that nude body
Illuminated by the glow of a computer monitor
Our backs broke
And we walked like crabs into the ocean”]
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bad checks (i'm writing)
00:58
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I’m writing bad checks I hope you don’t mind
I’m pouring one cup of oil down the sink at a time
I’m writing bad checks and they're only for me
I hope you’re young and you’re ugly and free
I’m writing bad checks, only a few
I saw your brother and your sister they were wearing your shoe
I’m writing bad checks and I’m buying a gun
You took the train down from montana for fun
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7. |
Joe Hits Homeruns
03:00
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I want to talk to morons – they know where it's at
No one will talk to me if I don't wear a hat
Joe hits home runs and trumpets play above the clouds
God smiles, triple play, a fly ball in the crowd
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My friend Ben holds his terror close and sings a song
A pretty woman waits for him in Vietnam
I fill one hundred capsules my wife goes to bed
Swann found Saddam he saw a picture in his head
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Everyone has a million dollars
The symbols on the ground point me to jesus
All of God’s children smoking menthols
Door to door salesmen come to heal us
I’m so god damn fucking ugly
I don’t care about sex or money
My teeth hurt while I’m in class
I love you so much I eat glass
Cyclo-Fascists milk and blood
I’m rich as fuck you’re made of mud
Burns on my hands and skin
I walk to church you let me in
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Crab Leg Amphetamine
02:17
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More blood and bone
Tower seven
Tell me something
I don’t know
Eating crab legs
Smoking dog food
Building bombs to
Mail to Mona Best
I like drugs and drinking water
Tell me secrets
Call a doctor
Mormon angels
Bring us money
Golden bricks of heroin
Point our rifles
At the sun
We’re out of milk
We shoot at god
I like drugs and drinking water
Tell me secrets
Call a doctor
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Mailbox:Suboxone
00:56
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[“Straight from ground zero, X marks the spot – I can’t pretend to be something I’m nnnnnnnnnn”]
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'Brown Sky'
03:59
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