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Arsonist
04:18
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we don't know who we are
i think that statement's full of nonsense
but now i'm swimming in a puddle at the bottom of my
lungs since all i think about is me
all i think about is nothing
we go outside to see the snow
they don't make it like they used to
anyway we know they say you're old
and you are not what they will make you
too bad now i'm fishing for a letter in my grandfather's shrine
(but i know that he will make us sublime)
you've got the devil in your eyes and that's fine with me but we'll see if my cousins agree
it's hard to find them pleased
we don't know what we need
i don't care what you know
my limbs'll keep burning off until i'm just an arsonist alone
with my teeth for striking matches and starting wildfires
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2. |
Buttons
03:20
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open wide till you don't know you're home
you will be at ease i know on your own
you're walking down some stairs to find cheap scares
which you and i came unprepared
to take you out of state of mind will be so
far away and still the same
she sees saws on the shore
shearing all the seaweed and what's more
no one knows what for
i lost more
you try so hard to please
you gave birth to a couple of suburban majesties
dripping down our sleeves
naturally
all i need is something sweet to eat
and all i know is that it's killing me
open wide till you don't care that you're alive
lucky you will say i am to die that's a lie
you won't feel anything save fluttering of flies and sheep above your head
cuz' when you're dead you can't keep shouting out loud like we scream
la la la la la la we scream
la lla laa la lda we'll scream
las lafsdl afel ifah asdf l
we'll be so sad to see it gone but i'll find myself
i hate you bees but i love your honey
i'll tell you all just how i'm not surprised
come get me out of hell and i'll get your money
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3. |
Dorothy
06:54
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if you'd try
you'd be a star little girl
please try
swallow your pills and you will
but don't fear
we won't be grilling you yet
my dear
don't get your hopes up quite yet
(you buy mustard i'll eat custard)
stay near
don't fill your mind with regret
(i see solo i will throw up)
and don't cry
you never tried anyway
so get your beauty
sleep tight, do-c-do
as i peel my face off nice and slowly
seashell, stop.
would you like advice ?
hold your head up high and cry instead of
existing as a washed up painting
and you'll be watched by millions in this twisted lucid
dream yourself away to a better place this evening
and if you'd try (your luck i'll try mine)
then i would try (feels so much like heaven)
so get your feet off of your shoulders
no one wants to hear you smolder
save that petty banter for a church
softly sitter skip the next phase
volunteer to roll me upside down
and i see me an orphanelli
for i seem to caught inside this nightmare
and if you fear what it's like to be a doe deer
why do you even try
i don't want to go so throw me
off the stage out back as far as
i've seen with my eyes so long have tired
hold me closer macaroni
lay me down here low my pony
tell me that i'm sleeping with my eyes shut
i'll feel it when they come whenever
everything is done forever
keep my color coded hell together
thank you for yourself surrounding
in the bedroom, bathroom drowning
schizophrenic entertainment outing
i'll be happy when my name is sadie
you'll be happy when i'm in the gravy
i will bake fake fruitcakes in the shower
you'll be glad your rainbow's not a starburst
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4. |
Holes
05:29
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holes in your body I'll drill seven in your head
two or three in your groin and your pores
each pair a function i'll drill two so you can see me
two to hear me two to smell one to taste
next two i'll drill i'll drill two million
to get rid of all that water weight
that hole in your head that brain
that baby weight
lay me down in my grave
a hole awake
drilling holes in the earth
to save myself i won't save you
a gun is a human hole punch
i'm saving you i'm saving me
a hole in your head that brain
that baby weight
lay me down in my grave
a hole awake
i wonder which holes you have that i don't have
get rid of all that baby weight
there are other people in your head
deep inside your soul, I don't know the first thing about getting them to leave you, leave you alone
nobody can be themselves, cuz' everyone is everyone
else's party in the back room else's party in the back room
there are other people deep inside
chomping at the bit, honestly I see why so many of them call it, call it quits
your brain's gonna haunt itself, so no use trying to think of something
else's party in the back room else's party in the back room
don't put eyes on it it's already a monster eating up my soul
a ghost haunting every hole a phantom having laugh attacks
a devil stabbing at my back, a man wearing only skin, i don't know who's head i'm in
i wonder
i wonder which holes you have that i don't have (a gun is a human hole punch i am saving you)
get rid of all that baby weight (a gun is a human hole punch)
a gun is a human hole punch i am saving you
a gun is a human hole punch
a gun is a human hole punch i will hang you by the holes in your body
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5. |
Carl Song
02:41
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i would like a nice hot cup of tea if you please mr.
listen to me cuz' you know my friend is dead
and no one seems to care
no one in the world will bare
me a second chance to spare
my talk so
hello hello hello hello?
save the day or pray
nothing will help you now
you're stuck in your fate
and i'm trapped in hell
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6. |
Mr. Kelp
06:10
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we had a friend
his name was mr. kelp
when we locked up all the doors he screamed for help
and we didn't care
we left him to die
with the crayfish and flies and that's just fine
we didn't like you anyway
i'm in love with everything the ocean ever told me to believe in
i'm in love with the flowers in my garden always telling me what to say
i'm in love with the flying cabbage in the mountains calling out my name
and i'm in love with you blue water in my tap machine
charge small fish to gain the strength
to propell beneath the waves and feed us all
alright
i won't stand a chance but i'll still put up a fight
cuz' that's my right i guess i'm young and i don't know any better
where are we going
how do you feel
i hear mrs. kelp is dead as an eel's eyeliner in the sunlight
she told me to tell you
she won't be here to help
you need to see the space between your eyes to stop your trembling hands
or an axe to smash your shoulders
you need to see the space between your eyes to stop your lying teeth
or a surgeon to stitch your lips together
you'll feel much better
only you
you're a nightmare in my shoes
just an unspent pile of loot
i left inside my nondescriptive lemonade stand
only you
you're an icy pair of boots
you're the milkman on the loose
who tries to steal my maiden name and sell't to monsters
only you
you're a swelling empty room
you're a tuba on a noose
i guess i won't be at your birthday party next year
only you
you're an icy pair of boots
you're the kitchen without food
i'm only 16 and you're already my martyr
we had a friend
his name was mr. kelp
when we opened up his doors
he just killed himself
but he didn't care
he left us to cry in our milkshakes and fries
and that's just fine because we'll find ourselves in his place someday
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7. |
Gingerbread
03:45
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roll rolling rolling dough
mixing spoon go over oh
all you ever do in life is cut in the line
first and second kindergarten
and preschool
haven't you considered that it might be just fine
to take you button eyes off yourself and look at mine
everything I thought to be the truth was a lie
teeth and finger switched, i've got a mouth for an eye
bobbin in this ocean and I'm looking for visions
can't control my mockery or calm my derision
make your own cookie cut
cuz' you're a cookie cutter and
we all use the same
dough, bread and butter
i'm a shape-shifting batter-ball inside of the oven
your cookie-cutter edges all scrapin' and rubbin'
doesn't matter how many sprinkles you got if you're rotten
candy canes and lollipops and gingerbread
get these devils outta my head
stop thinkin' about how good your frosting looks and leave it all to the cooks
eat, eatin' people's feet
eatin' their arms and legs and eyes
eat, eatin' people's feet
eatin' their tongues and lungs and stomachs
eat, eatin' people's feet
eatin' their livers and brains and hearts
look's like you didn't stay in the oven long enough
to cook yourself all the way through
why can't you decide
choose a shape that you like
don't you dare lie
turn the fire up high and
doughy cookie listen to me
don't you know you're gummy gooey
melt inside a person's mouth
and cause them to spit you out
make your own cookie cut
cuz' you're a cookie cutter and
we all use the same
dough, oven and butter
so go to bed (without me)
we're all turning red (watching you)
serve the bidding of the devils in your head
gingerbread (human man)
injured head (no not yet)
don't eat me (no please don't)
the dead aren't my friends
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8. |
The Meadow
05:18
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sleep in shady water shares
and when i awake i'll find enough bone marrow
we won't find rafflesia there
but if we make it up somebody's bound tomorrow
but if you are feeling tired and malnourished
i will find the florist in the forest
you will be my enemy, i see it
and we'll cast fishnets in the meadow
chess played backwards takes too long
but if you beat a bear i'm sure he'll kill you with his bear claws
antlers, antlers on the shore
and then i got sick as a wick, my body is a sparrow
but who grows up and wants to be my daughter
when he comes home i hope he's not a stalker
i don't know much but who knows what is harder
and we'll cast fishnets in the meadow
today, i saw the first butterfly of spring
and i tore off its wings in a violent killing spree
and are you sure you want that
well i'm sure you tried the best
that you can is not enough
but you try anyway
my ice cream dinosaur
but if you are feeling tired and malnourished
wait on the rain if you know you're going to flourish
sometimes you win but mostly you're discouraged
and we'll fly back to the medieval ages
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9. |
Blue Jacket Kid
06:56
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everywhere
i spy a blue jacket kid on the path
he's a blue jay he's a crow
he's watching over me
everywhere (people)
i spy a load of people on the path
the only one i trust is the one with a blue jacket
everywhere (people)
and blue jacket kid he's the only one i trust with my life
(i don't know him but i trust him)
and blue jacket kid he's the only one i trust with my life
(he's my father in a skin suit)
and blue jacket kid he's the only one i trust with my life
(he is always on our side)
always on our side (he's my father in a skin suit)
he started singing like
"the sun is out all night
i'm blue jacket kid
i'll always be on your side"
always on our side (he's my father in a skin suit)
he doesn't want to die but he'd die for me
he doesn't want to lie but he'd lie for me
he doesn't want to die but he'd die readily
to save our lives
he's yours he's mine
lay down his life to die for me
this is a joke he won't die for me
did he save our lives
or did he just die
blue jacket kid, help me i'm melting
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10. |
Arsonists
00:57
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i never want to say goodbye
cuz' i know my friends may never say hello again to me
whenever my playmates seem to die off
i lament about being me
but i know they're thinking about it too
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Manuka Piglet Albuquerque, New Mexico
folk pop band from albuquerque consisting of sam roberts, calvary fisher, ian carrillo and andy herman
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