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Psychic Reading '94
03:08
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What the fuck is this shit up in my room?
Mom and dad will be coming home soon.
Barreling down Army and drifting to the left
Neon petri brain dish culture culture fry in time lapse
Ajax ajax borax lorax cat named Morris Mom’s Thesaurus
Everything in the backseat just died
This grocery list is finally my own
Compadre, you friends with this guy?
He’s making me weep Visine from my horse face hammerhead eye
No one gets your fantasy state
After 4pm this town is a sad and windy place
I’m the all denim Elvis
Or the scratch logo Elton
I got John Cage’s brain
But Don Knotts' cerebellum
Gesture a salutation to passing cars
Probably looks like more of a one-up
Yes, ma'am
I’m the all denim Elvis
Or the scratch logo Elton
I got John Cage’s brain
But Don Knotts' cerebellum
Work stress mop bucket tired fuck it
End it but we do it again
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Future Duke
03:16
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Stuck in federal prison working for no wage
But labor without pleasure makes us fate’s slaves
A ceremony of garage doors touching down
Burn the laundry claw the grass make a guttural sound
Drag a folding chair into the middle of the court
and greet the plaid executioner long noose too short
Take the drainage ditch past the empty playground
Fireworks at the convenience store rent a movie downtown
Slurpin’ purple big gulp masked lumberjack on my cup
Unlimited Jolt jolted off the spring board
The pool people know clean the traps throw the latch at the tornado church
Worshipping white noise personified named a Mordecai with a necrody eye
Take the route not the path
You know he's down there
The obelisk with sequined pants
The last dude at the party and the first one here
Mood congruent fogged memory sleep is near
Above ground pool worship
You can't run it's no fun on these wood chips
The blue wizard works it
You're so done on these wood chips
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Presto Change-O
03:22
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Mealtime in this tick-infested state of mine I dine with mathematician
Behind the eyeholes of this oil painting concrete and my superstition
Dracula or some Romanian wartime goblin is eating with her
More red wine more vodka more prime rib more bare chest more good times and scared girls
You take his diary and read it in the fireplace the infantry has gone mad with long winded bearded face famine famine thunder buckle pilgrims hat women trouble abandoned man no hope no plan but marching orders vodka double
Presto Change-o Friend-o
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Hot Car Death Dad
03:46
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Don't eat the food because then we have to keep it
She said it's just like me to always ruin the weekend
Despicable individual and a slave to ritual
I touch the finger divot between the hemispheres of my upper lip
White trash ignition button hit
Drive the lawnmower on rocks and I don't give a shit
Self flagellate huff fog and I won't ever quit
We spend long nights searching for my beloved shruti box
Fantasy drives my macabre romantic walks
I stare down at backlit feet Dutch sky under floor for days
Roll your head back ceiling is plaster white capped waves
I'm hot car death dad
I'm not that rad
Rock and a hard place?
I'll get shit faced
I lie and lie
Just can't fake smiles
Small goals are worthwhile
Mosaic of shit tiles
Rewind the tape on my fate
You'll see I'm not so great
The asphalt that frames up my house
From little bones was baked
So I'll use the shed for smoked meat tanning
Use the den for TV/manning
Like Rip Van Winkle steamrolled his life
I'll hide out here without my wife
I'm hot car death dad
I'm not that rad
Rock and a hard place?
I'll get shit faced
I lie and lie
Still can't fake smiles
A meaningless lifetime
A piano from the sky
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No melodies or reveries from maudlin dudes with weak knees
Or dick strangling fantasies are hard enough to appease
Scrawl it all on birch bark under leaves in outer dark
This pen blends in with pitch black from French films I've learned that
The donkey and the girl through labor are redeemed
Stick around and do it right until you get it perfect
Dress that wound
Tap that dance
Stick your nuts in a cocktail glass
Neon gaslight work night you promised me breakfast I'm fucking tired
Your fridge looks like white out my patience has expired it sucks dick
Is this a casino or is this a foggy limbo
Put it on the wall
Frame it up
Cause I suck
Practice, you fuck
Problem is you wrote the riff first
Practiced it until my wrist hurt
Pointless and arcane terrific nothing wrong with algebraic
Make me famous anonymous and prolific
Walking chemistry set a rat's nest of crossed wires and I am fucking tired
Self obsessed perfection obnoxious and disliked but you tell me that
The people that you know all say that I'm a nice asshole
We are the ones who asked Draco to go harder
With all the people's random tasks called to order
The scythe is not what cuts the grass it's this blowtorch
The den is just a portal to a red backporch
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King Pigeon
03:59
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I left the room to check my son's age now you've transmogrified to black plastic bags
Garbage in space
Unruly and linear like a trash meteor
A totem of filth just like a pigeon
Irregardless of your horse shit fluid form
I keep a moisturized penis clean my ear down to the bone
If you're a wolf then I'm a bear if you're a landfill then I'll be your excavator and I don't care
Ain't it just like you to be like them and leave me time and time again ignoring all the ill advised wishes and death
To assume a new shape no unity volcano on your wedding day
The berserking internal savagery doesn't every transformation chase end in a tragedy
And yeah there's truth in jest let's use the black and purple comforter to lay to rest
You're a landfill, a pigeon, pelican, a fan of bird behavior in filth
I'm a suntanned cleaner man I'll be your excavator
Don't fucking care where you're running to or from you have no purchase here
Metamorphosis into fish chum cleaner fish will keep the tank clear
Human race garbage in space
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Harbor Of Dieppe
03:31
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Chimneys power lines weather vanes under green waves forget to breath a minute
In a painting I see the same dream with an upside down person in it
It's a flotsam jetsam quicksand new world old worth thing
Where you're lock jawed sea foaming at the mouth shuffling dead ambling
Salaried and all alone looking up from below an air traffic control tower
It's paneled blue and green my brain can't handle anything it's throbbing and pulsing for hours
Preoccupied with industrial products and nonsense symbolism
Like a Christmas gorilla that's being harassed and driven
Brain plummet
Can I die from it?
My stomach...
Nurses office purchased raw fish bad luck death wish ejector switch
In an empty office drifting off I see colors and a portal and an iridescent gasoline fish
Two feet underwater with a fish that looks like me it has a set of human teeth
Three feet underwater with a set of human teeth they're yellow black and green and pink
Four feet underwater and I got a nosebleed acrylic paint and kerosene
Five feet underwater in a body melting dream I'm swimming downward in debris
Six feet underwater and inverted at the knee I'm looking up at grayish feet
Seven feet underwater with a set of human feet there's a pilgrim's hat beneath the sea
Eight feet underwater just a pilgrim's hat and me they wear them at the cemetery
Ninth level of the cobblestone casino cemetery they're serving Filipino meats
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Cimitero
03:24
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Splendid fuck off reward yourself go be alone curmudgeon's home
Looking up at an atmosphere overgrown that might cave my head in or pluck me for ascension
A litany of shit too long and hard to mention
A million little green rats eat my face with gold forks and dinner plates
If you really treasure feeling let it gently evaporate into a small pond / a marsh / a brackish pool
Let us sleep
waking up is so hard to do
Deal with it or you may be excused if you can exit you
It'll explain itself if left to run and for your fantasy prone persona waking up is so hard to do
The most exquisite lucidity.
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