1. |
Constantly Hammered
02:49
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I’m the light
I'm the owl
Sure as hell not what I seem
I've been around
Seen him and her
her and him
do this and that
And I'm gonna let it all in
Gonna be good
Let it all fly
Gonna be quite all right
Hammered
Shitfaced
There's something hanging from your nose, mate
Loaded
Piss drunk
Your ass is hanging on your shoulders, boy
Getting clean
I'm the water
I'm the part where you'll get sober
I’m your need
The apparatus
The part where
you'll stop being
Hammered
Shitfaced
There's something hanging from your nose, mate
Loaded
Piss drunk
Your ass is hanging on your shoulders, boy
I don’t wanna be, don’t wanna be
constantly hammered
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2. |
Teething
03:58
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Wake up
A sharp tooth
Hey, no big deal
kind of hurts
A flood, a bit of water
no big deal
The night is young
Not a thing to worry about
but I’m hungry
Electrocution of an elephant
Abolition of an ape
The wasting of a whale
Teething of a tiger
and it's hungry
And you can eat from my hand
And you can read from my hand
And you can breed from my hand
And you can bleed from my hand
Cause I'm hungry
An arm
a leg
a wrist
an elbow
a knuckle
an organ
a loin
I want to eat it
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3. |
Monument
03:33
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Earth
Ground
Memories
Gone
Lake
Down
Memories
Preserved
An optimal amount of alkaline,
not too much fungus
Field
Yard
Memories
Gone
Rocks
Cliff
Monument
Preserved
An optimal amount of alkaline,
not too much fungus
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4. |
Mainline
02:33
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Through and around,
through and around
these streets,
From door to door,
door to door.
Will find what I need,
leave you my will,
Never mine
No longer mine.
Stick it in the mainline
Poison the well
Draw it in the shape
Dip it in the spin
Put it in the color
Through and around,
through and about
these streets,
From hand to hand,
hand to hand.
Give you what you need
Now hold this thought
Yours not mine
No longer mine.
Stick it in the mainline
Poison the well
Draw it in the shape
Dip it in the spin
Put it in the color
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5. |
Where To Next?
04:25
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I used to play the drum
I used to march too
Now a vessel in a strange land
A grid of light glowing
in unfamiliar night
Where to next?
Strangers moving in a
strange a night
Where to next?
The pulse is beating
to an unknown clock
Where to next?
A dribble on a dent
A crack on a windshield
A wheel rolling in a ditch
And I wept
Wept
There was a beat I once knew
There's still a dance I recall
Where to next?
Now trapped in a belly
of a beast in motion.
Where to next?
A dribble on a dent
A crack on a windshield
A wheel rolling in a ditch
Clock out
Last graveyard shift
Where to next?
Next?
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6. |
Beans
02:16
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Strap-on
Beans
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