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Help Stop Decay
01:10
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HELP STOP DECAY
People of this era have forgotten how to listen to the
Language of the past, of the things that really last
They think that we have broken through into an era that is new
But there’s just a single pattern from which variations grew
So look Into the face of god and see exactly how it is
Laplace’s demon works in ways that will still stay mysterious
But if you can accept reality without any chagrin
You can help stop decay before the sickness sets in
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Microcosm
04:00
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MICROCOSM
Every time you say to me the world is gunna die
I just smile to myself and put it gently on the shelf
Because the world will keep on turning long after we are gone
When a parasite dies, the host moves on so I’ll keep
Studying, and studying, and studying, and studying,
And searching for the truth, for every little scrap of truth
You step backwards, forwards, always scanning centrally
Just searching for the image
Of a thing that you might find to be a
Caustic microcosm of the microcosmic
World in which you live in with me
And there’s a pattern to the puzzle
But the product never turns the way you want it to be
So I say hum-de-lolly hum-de-lay, what’s it matter anyways
You’ll never find the answer, and death will find you anyways
But I believe in truth, I believe in observation and
I know it’s all flawed,
This dirty lense to view the shape of my world
They say you can be your own provider
If you find the patterns in the salt and the sand,
And in the process of the man the one
Gives you your directions, tells you when to sit and stand,
When to lick his boots, when not to lick his boots so you keep
Studying, and studying, and studying, and studying,
And searching for the truth, for every little scrap of truth
You step backwards, forwards, always scanning centrally
Just searching for the image
Of a thing that you might find to be a
Caustic microcosm of the microcosmic
World in which you live in with me
And there’s a pattern to the puzzle
But the product never turns the way you want it to be
So I say hum-de-lolly hum-de-lay, what’s it matter anyways
You’ll never find the answer, and death will find you anyways
But I believe in truth, I believe in observation and
I know it’s all flawed,
This dirty lense to view the shape of my world
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CAPTAIN CHUCKLES VS. THE MULTIVERSE
I’m getting older everyday;
I’ll bet a dollar to my dingus that you are too
But our lives change in similar ways
It’s kinda funny how my need and all it’s faces
Just change over time as they slip into the places
That my body has meant for them to be
27 and it seems to me that all the birthdays that I used to see
Are just an arbitrary measurement of the passage of time
A single black dot on a spherical line
Once you realize what the world is: A single living organism
Everything you thought important well it doesn't really matter
But the truth about the world
Can never make it any sadder
Keep on in the same direction
Life’ll take you round to where you need to be eventually
Keep your eyes on a distant future
Craft it up and hold it there within your mind’s eye for me
The fickle fate of a fearful nation
The heads of state and their machinations
There’s a deficit to the effect of liberty
Death and decay in the windy city
I feel a force inside of me: divine geometry ‘cause
Everything you thought important well it doesn’t really matter
But the truth about the world
Can make the bounty so much fatter
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4. |
Physics Pharm
02:27
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PHYSICS PHARM
My breath smells like cigarettes, your breath smells like cheese
Because I spend all day at the physics farm
While you let the sweet dairy dissolve in your cheeks
But I’m scared as hell, with just one foot in the physical realm
The other one is pushing up daisies,
My knees are up on the helm
She helps keep my brain in check, I keep her body safe
I’m not a balanced man when you’re not around,
But I’m sick of all the little lies that should and could make you
Scared as hell with just one foot in the physical realm
The other one is pushing up daisies,
My knees are up on the helm
These are the animal noises that I make when I am satisfied
These are the animal noises that I make when I’m not satisfied
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Handibles Mandibles
01:59
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HANDIBLES / MANDIBLES
Well, this is my Mandible,
These are my Handibles;
This one’s for talking,
These are the handyman’s
Tools in the physical realm,
‘Cause I’m a fool in the physical realm
But they say the business of the fool
Is the business of the king as well
So coarse wood is sand-able,
Latex: expandable,
The rules are always changing
But the game is understandable
Presenting what is automatic:
Problematic mathematics
Understanding oh so much
But still being so concerned about
The physics of the physical realm
As they wind on down
So AK’s: affordable,
Mini-nukes they’re portable
The rules are always changing
But the game is crisp and quotable
You’ll never get through all of it
You’ll die under the weight of it so
Give up now,
And find your brain a surrogate and
Get fucked up with me in the physical realm
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7. |
White Line Fever
04:25
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WHITE LINE FEVER
White lines pass me by
As they hypnotize
So don’t give me no static
Bright lights I can handle it
I’ve got the white line fever
She’s got the white line fever
So come on baby and take me for a ride
I’m in another city
By the time you see the sun
I’m already over the county line
By the time you know the deal is done
I’ve got the white line fever
She’s got the white line fever
You vagabonds and you non-believers
Come on you fuckers and take me for a ride
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8. |
Volim
04:01
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VOLIM
How does your skin glow?
Why do the walls bow?
The way I am inside that no one knows
It’s what I’ve got to show
So hey baby maybe we can build a life
Try and survive the days
Follow you into the stormy weather
Protect you from the rain
No matter what we do
No matter what we say
I want to speak the language of
No matter where we go
No matter what we face
I’ll speak the language of your love
We make our own rules
We make our choices
We’re standing hand in hand
Using our outside voices
With the strength to vibrate to your wavelength
Hold you as you fall asleep
We’ll escape like refugees on airplanes
Settle somewhere by the sea
No matter what we do
No matter what we say
I want to speak the language of
No matter where we go
No matter what we face
I’ll speak the language of your love
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9. |
Sad Songs and Ex-Friends
02:57
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SAD SONGS AND EX-FRIENDS
Sitting at home, alone with the bends thinking
“What happened? Where did it go wrong?”
Do you regret it? Are you writing a similar song?
You don’t love me, you think I’m insane
It sucks opinions are like people;
helpless when it comes to change
In your life, in your head
In the opinions that you hold, the people you caress
It’s like a brand new lover with sweeter breath
It’s like a different life, it’s like a much more satisfying death
So now you’re saddled up high, and riding out west
With your biggest balls, your hairiest chest
Thinking you’re going to bury me with all your lies
But deception is an art that always fades in the sands of time
They say the people that you know are the ones you deserve
Reflections of yourself, it’s like the class on a curve
So you are where you belong even if it is not with them
Time moves on you can always find another friend
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10. |
The Quantifiable Song
01:40
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THE QUANTIFIABLE SONG
Everything you know is quantifiable,
If you’re a young American like me
And yes perspective is a veil, that’s undeniable,
But I believe that everything can be, a thing, a singularity,
And underneath it all be measured by
Amalgamate response of what we see
So now you’re eking out a life that is responsible,
you’ll find real fast nothing comes for free.
In the perception of yourself there is a lesson there,
Where you would see one person I’d see three,
The first is what you think of me, the second what I think of me
The third is what I think you think of me
So everything you know is quantifiable….
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11. |
Kelley Green
01:05
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12. |
Baby Steps
02:22
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BABY STEPS
Whadja wanna be when you grew up?
Before you were told that you just weren’t good enough
Did you wanna be the astronaut exploring outer space?
Or did you wanna take people’s homes
‘Cause you work for the bank?
Where can you sell your soul in a city called Chicago
Where your hopes and dreams count for shit
Where everybody knows you gotta step on toes
Because there’s no roast beef in the piggy market
So it’s baby steps up the ladder
(Who said life isn't fair?)
Just to kick out every peg
(Who said life isn't fair?)
Me, I empty out my bladder
(Who said life isn't fair?)
On those things that make you
On those things that make you beg
Yea when I grow up I wanna fight crime
But there’s no Bruce Wayne in the unemployment line
So why do we play the game
When we know we’ll always lose
I used to play outside
But now I just turn screws
Where can you sell your soul in a city called Chicago
Where your hopes and dreams count for shit
Where everybody knows you gotta step on toes
Because there’s no roast beef in the piggy market
So it’s baby steps up the ladder
(Who said life isn't fair?)
Just to kick out every peg
(Who said life isn't fair?)
Me, I empty out my bladder
(Who said life isn't fair?)
On those things that make you
On those things that make you beg
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13. |
Disconnector
04:50
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DISCONNECTER
Sweet and sour disconnector
All my life I’ve been the collector
Over the lips and past the gums
If I’m asleep I can’t come undone it’s true
So I’ll act the clown
And try to be funny
I don’t want that crown
But I could use the money
Sweet and sour disconnector
The money god’s electric specter
Over the lips and past the gums
The man asleep won’t overcome it’s true
The way to say a thousand things
Float gently into me
But who controls the T.V. lense?
The man who says he is your friend, but he’s not
So if I die before I wake
Bury me down by the lake
Wrap me up in my best suit
I’ll be the twisted tree that bore
Barren fruit for you
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