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a fish called wonderwall
02:48
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you might just buy it as a gift and you might buy it as a punishment. everybody in your village came together as one to make a sound investment. tap goes the moth on the bulb goes the wolf in the crib goes the interest in making it through for them, breaking it up in time. answer, static, help - divide and take it or die trying oh but not really baby, baring your teeth. a proposition but not like that. a bad actor but not like that. an altercation but not like that. a bad actor but not like that. a fish called wonderwall. a fish called wonderwall.
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train gang
02:27
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train gang are sitting pretty in the tunnels in the sidings keeping low. train gang they very patient kind of rusty on the paint but flashing chrome. gang, approach. gang, approach. the third rate poet that you hired for your countless complications is getting loose. gang (gang train gang), approach (gang train gang).
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mostly one note
02:45
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this is the age of the dyson airblade mark ii. the electric never flickers, the sun never sets. ink scrapes bind demons to the page. anthony sweats profusely as he writes a song with mostly one note. "you can show them how to fire a gun but you can't teach them courage" says a donut faced anchor named jake tapper on msnbc. i wonder how it feels to wake up and find your porno name has stolen your shoes and oh god no the direction of your eyes. anthony sweats profusely as he writes a song with mostly one note. and the boats and the boats and the boats and the boats are coming back. there are few sights more authentically more american than that of a small business owner lacerating a manatee. we call this dance the pharasee. this is the age of the dyson airblade mark ii.
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crops
03:13
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kept as a king as a bird all its papers in order. signed sealed collated and buried, counted and fed to the murmuring mound of flesh and precommunative cries. praise our crops and fall upon wet earth. raised as a queen since the cut with irregular matter. practice the worship of place, the celebraway. the keening of voices tied with reed bracelet machines. praise our crops and bind your line anew.
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blame summer
03:13
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hiding in the tall grass, waiting, waiting for people to settle down, deliberating. they show no shame, do they have no idea? if i sit with them very quietly for a long time they tell me things. sit on the kerbside, freeze the scene. swap around the cops’ car keys. if i concentrate to the point of pain we have options. there’s a way back but it’s downhill. i call you up to say i’m doing fine. i’m going fast, blame summer. i got a way home but it’s easy. call you up to let you know the score. i had a blast, blame summer, don’t blame the past, it's the new thing.
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makework
03:09
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we wake up on our faces, the cars they all slow down crane necks. it was a real baller truck sugar. let us pray. is it time to scram is it time to go? toodle-doo, cock wants to crow, dog wants to bite, head wants to hurt, bring on the makework fill me up. we crawled back to the castle, the serving staff had taken leave. ah, some red room shit. give me a taste of that. apologies i stuck my tongue in, never have i ever seen so much blood. it was a real baller truck honey. it comes around again. is it time to scram is it time to go? toodle-doo, cock wants to crow, dog wants to bite, head wants to hurt, bring on the makework fill me up. ah, some red room shit. give me a taste of that. i built a house for us in minecraft, but now it’s full of monsters, you would hate it anyway.
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elephantine
03:16
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i was sorting through the products of fission, a snake-type military man curled by. with a nod and a joke he placed a leech upon my thigh. when life gives you the land that can be covered with the skin of an ox - that’s when they call it elephantine. when your brother tears your lover-priest asunder for his sand - that’s when they call it elephantine. i was sorting through the wreckage of evolution, a MASH type snake slithered by. with a comment on the weather placed a leech neath my left eye. when a jealous child ascends the throne - that’s when they call it elephantine. on the seventh year of terror you will gather loyal people to your side - that’s when they call it elephantine. when you focus on the details cause the scene is horrific, that’s when the good people call it elephantine. when the minor kings are smiling with carrion breath, shepherds coming down they call it elephantine. the gods dying of boredom all want you as their plaything, the waves against the rocks they whisper elephantine. throw this ox head beat a dead horse instead - guns or butter, swords or finest wine? the good, the good people call it elephantine. the good people call it elephantine.
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from the palace to the shire we drop the filers through the flames advertising unoriginal sin. for the weekend come and witness royal bodily function watch it glide along his savior's skin. win a pony put your manor on the line, win a pony put your children on the line, win a pony put your reputation on the line, win a pony? win a pony? dose your hopes so carefully, refer to past results. life becomes crepuscular as the plot thickens - if you ever want to get these fuckers out. when the smoke is in the mountains we can hide out in the city, we can douse it with nevadan tea. you can take it from the pastor in his fuck me shoes - win a pony. dose your hopes so carefully, refer to past results. life becomes crepuscular as the plot thickens - if you ever want to get these fuckers out. went to see the soup dragon. hanging with the soup dragon. get high with the soup dragon. say goodbye to the soup dragon. bye bye.
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martian manners
03:08
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you shall not take up all available oxygen, you shall not take our benefactor’s name in vain. you don’t need to consume excessive screen time staring at the disappointing sunset. fleeing post religious persecution packed it in packed it up found a future at a pretty pretty price. father died at sea mother woke up with a broken personality, it couldn’t shift units. couldn't shift units. couldn't justify itself. couldn’t justify the disappointing sunset, couldn’t justify the price of going outside. hear stories of a house of ill repute stealing electrons from the lord of ghosts, cross the sea of hosts. the cold zone where the rainbows get sawed up and devoured at a pinch, they still won’t shift an inch. your lawyer says ten years hard time
and gives a stone faced wink. you shall not take up all available oxygen, you shall not take our benefactor’s name in vain. you don’t need to consume excessive screen time staring at the disappointing sunset.
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