1. |
Game Seven
02:44
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GOD SAID:
"GIMME ASTROTURF...
KINGDOM COME
FOR THE COMPANY SERF...
GIMME LONG LUNCH
& PSYCHIC ILLS...
TARGET RUNS
& FEDEX DRILLS..."
REAL TALK
SLICK BOZO NOOGIE
DELIRIUM TREMORS
& DROPOUT BOOGIE
COOKING THE BOOKS
LIKE NINE TO FIVE
GAME SEVEN
OF THE ONLIEST ONE ALIVE
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
SAY DO-BOY
DON'T ACT BRAND NEW
WHY'D YOU GO &
AUTOTUNE THE NEWS ANEW?
IT'S A BAD LOOK
MEANS REAL DEFEAT
LIKE CROWBAIT STEPPING
IN REAPER HEAT
BURN A FEW K
LIKE FIVE TO NINE &
SHIVER IN THE MIDST OF AN
EP SHRINE
DEEP BREATH, BIG MOUTH
WELL, I’M A YANKEE
YOU CAN KEEP
YOUR LITTLE SOUTH
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2. |
Your Asking
02:36
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teaching temperament
perfection of the realm
i wake up in a camera
without speech, not speaking
i answer the buzzer bell
pass the butter back
i ask about your asking
i’m so happy to see
everything directly
after all these years
in pitch black my shadow’s exact
in pitch black my shadow’s exact
i sink into the steepest silence
to lose some part
of any part of you
to lose some part
of any part of you
well, i breathe behind a lock
spend ages horizontal
eyes flattened,
joy reaching a
boil
it seems we should
have known each other
sometimes i think about
the day we won’t
it’s a guess, that could add or subtract
a guess, that could add or subtract
the tears of things
fall all around you
teaching temperament
perfection of the realm
i wake up in a camera
without speech, not speaking
i answer the buzzer bell
pass the butter back
i ask about your asking
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3. |
Fort of July
02:47
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in a fort of July
who knows why
flowers surrender
name after name
twenty-time years
of blueberry tears
they were huge if you saw em
under a blanket acting solemn
stacking hiccups… sure
we can’t just
boil rain forever
we can’t feed apples
back to apples
say
is that thing on the floor
your shadow still ?
or are you not
family enough
don’t bluff
said stop just go
reset the unknown
destroy this memory
enjoy whatever’s left
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4. |
Westbound Mongrel A
03:54
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WESTBOUND MONGREL A
CRICKETS MAKE THE SEASON
SAID THE PIANO TO THE DOG
& THE LIONS HAVE NO REASON
TO TURN OVER THE BALL
& THE TIME I STILL HAVE LEFT
IT’S NOT WHAT I SUPPOSE
MUSIC IN MY HEAD IT’S
PUTTING ME ON HOLD
WHERE’S MY ROSE
WHERE’S MY ROSE
ALL THESE W.I.P.S. ON MAIN (EACH)
A HALF-WAVE IN THE RAIN
BONFIRES
AS BIG AS ICE CREAM TRUCK
MAN THAT’S JUST MY LUCK
FIREWORKS IN PLAIN REVERSE
QUIET’S WORSE, DARK IS WORSE
IN THE NYQUIL FIELDS
THERE ARE NO SOUVENIRS
DO YOU COLOR YOUR SONGS
WITH THE THOUGHT OF MY TEARS
THERE IS A DRAFT IN THE COAT CHECK
THERE IS A BRUISE ON MY OWN NECK
I CATCH MYSELF SHOPPING
FOR MIDNIGHT MILE
WITH A DAYBREAK SMILE
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5. |
A Treat
02:50
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I’VE SEEN SOME COSMOS GROWING
FROM A SINKHOLE IN THE WAY
CATALOGING AFTERTHOUGHT
THE SIRENS HERE TO STAY
TRIPLICATE SHIT SIGNATURE
A FIGMENT DENOUEMENT
I AUTOGRAPH MY SHADOW AND
I GALVANIZE THE HAUNT
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
STILL FORGET TO EAT
HOW’S THAT FOR A TREAT? x2
YOU MEMORIZE THE CANDLELIGHT
YOU’RE SPOONING DEJA VU
LITTLE TRAUMA DIAMOND
I AM RUBBER YOU ARE GLUE
GOD MADE HURT
& THEN CAME DIRT &
SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN
YOU BUILD YOUR CHURCH
EVERY TIME I HOLD YOU
I WANT TO PUT YOU DOWN x2
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6. |
So Much
03:04
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so much sings with stillness
beside the point •
on the late great planet earth
what do your silences anoint —>
if not the dogeared pulp devotions
if not the dust upon your shelf
if not the slow unpeopled poem
where nothing ever means itself
if not the trees who think us fugitive
if not the piano calling out for a tune
if not the square, spare, truth of a dare
if not never then why not soon?
i wonder as i watch the sidewalk glistening
neighbors wave on the way to royal farms
like children, there is listening
there is breeze in forest arms
and yes to each their pet
and yes to each applause
to him my hogtied silhouette
to her my wired jaws
so much sings with stillness
with no need for a name
on the late great planet earth
what does your silence reclaim
what does your silence reclaim
what does your silence
what does your silence
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7. |
Annie, Queen of Illinois
02:19
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queen anne
i don't wanna make no plan
i just wanna take your hand
bcus i know you get me
ooh ooh
sweet
sweet enough to sing my name
knew i had to do the same
just to keep us even
ooh ooh
last night i dreamed
an angel listened in
looking for a maybe
in my voice
alas in wonderland
nothing but the thunder and
rummy, rain and Heineken
as friends do
queen anne
i dont wanna break no plan
i just wanna shake your hand
bcus i know you get me ooh ooh
i know you get me ooh ooh
i know you get me ooh ooh
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8. |
Hurry Down
04:08
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HEAVEN HURRY DOWN & LOOK AROUND
WE’RE LAUGHING IN THE KITCHEN
WHEN I CHOKE ON A KNOCK KNOCK JOKE
MY LIPS ARE UNFORGIVEN
HOLLOWED OUT &
LEFT BEHIND,
TOO KIND
IF YOU CHOOSE TO LOSE MY NUMBER, I GETCHA
I FEEL HARDCORE W/ A HUMAN FACE, U BETCHA
STAINED GLASS PORCH LIGHT GLOWING MIGHT RESET YA
LITTLE FEET WILLIN’ I’LL DANCE & THEN DUET YA
WE MAKE BETS IN BALL POINT MATH
A SEANCE TRIPS THE BREAKER
& THE ROSE WHERE MY GRAVESTONE GROWS
WILL BAFFLE ANY TAKERS
HALLOWEEN IN ‘96
ALL TRICKS
IF YOU CHOOSE TO LOSE MY NUMBER, I GETCHA
I FEEL HARDCORE W/ A HUMAN FACE, U BETCHA
STAINED GLASS PORCH LIGHT GLOWING MIGHT RESET YA
LITTLE FEET WILLIN’ I’LL DANCE & THEN DUET YA
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9. |
Afters
02:44
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after laughter, it’s tears
am i gonna find out
i been dying all these years?
hello half-birthday
quiet in my room
& yes i’m texting
random numbers
"here" "here"
"here" "here" "here"
so i never disappear
did you hear the joke
in the hall
a little thing
about way back when
i was
an omaha ten
but since then
everybody in accounting
everybody in Bellevue
they’re running the numbers
tracing the thunders and
letting the lightning
strike itself
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10. |
Star Spoke Moth
03:35
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love fell
toward the chatter
a star spoke moth
in the end zone of your kitchen
nothing coulda shut us off
feral sunshine, aster pews
pain by numbers and the locals knew
teenage cardinals tuning the doom
picking fights with verbs of light
in the next next room
there are swans
swimming in the cornfield
hard to see even for me
because
a day goes not by
when i don’t not cry
sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet
bye bye little face be good
today’s a real neighborhood
in my room, in the mirror
it’s gotten pretty ugly here
watching you forget me
as i hand you to the past
the shadow i’m becoming
cannot meet you after class
thank you for the chances to behold
for the seltzer and the ice cream sandwiches
they were so cold
and the heat
and the way you liked my feet
the kind of shit you don’t forget
bye bye little face be good
today’s a real big world
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