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Deedle
04:20
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2. |
Little Peepers
02:53
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Here we take time again
(Roll away, roll away)
Draining our mind again
(Roll away, roll away)
Everyday tightens the coils that siphon
Keeping the sheep at bay
(Roll away, roll away)
Grinding our teeth away
(Roll away, roll away)
Everything takes its sweet time as we fade away
Reading the signs again
(Roll away, roll away)
Squeezing our spines again
(Roll away, roll away)
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3. |
Burial Grounds
03:29
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Let's go tromping through the burial grounds
Contemplate all the bones we found
Some are made of plastic
And some are old mould
But some of the skulls are filled with gold
Amidst the rubble and the clay
Overlooking their world of decay
The ants have constructed a holy shrine
To their mighty conquest of mankind
And it's alright
This is holy ground
And it never rains
In this old town
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4. |
Little Brown Things
04:20
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I keep my little brown things in a plastic bag
So they never get away, and I don't feel sad
My skin is really tough 'cause it's covered in scabs
My little brown things in a plastic bag
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Lullaby
03:13
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Beware the raven, he smells you when you when you're asleep
Beware the wolf-hound, he smells you when you're awake
Every time you shift your pillow
Be careful not to give yourself away
Beware the woodcock, he sniffs you when you inhale
Beware the grey dog, he sniffs you when you exhale
Every time you cough and mumble
Be careful not to give yourself away
Beware the mountain, it's waiting for you to fall
Beware the ocean, it wants to swallow you whole
Every time you trip and stumble
Be careful not to give yourself away
Beware your mother, she won't ever let you go
Beware your father, he doesn't want you to grow
Every time you kick your cradle
Be careful not to give yourself away
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Mecklepop
05:03
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Cyanide Man
04:55
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Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
Where have you been?
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
Where have you been?
I've seen the Lord, my son
He was not sleeping
I've seen the Lord, my son
He had been drinking
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
What did you ask him?
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
What did you ask him?
I asked him for advice
And for forgiveness
I asked for paradise
And his conditions
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
What did he tell you?
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
What did he tell you?
He said, "I give you strife
And hollow laughter
A short and useless life
And my stigmata"
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
What can you tell me?
Hey, Mister Cyanide Man,
What can you tell me?
Don't ask questions, my son
And do not scream
Don't walk into the road
And never dream
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8. |
2000 Light Years
04:40
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The Embryo
07:40
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Squeeze Toy
03:08
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Fuzzy genitals: purely biological
You're tiny and portable
You're a minuscule little ball
You're easily concealed wherever I need to go
Numerous orifi, nestled between white thighs
You haven't got the means to walk
I've stuffed you inside of a box
You haven't a mouth, or any audible means to talk
You purr and undulate, quiver and lubricate
All of the parts that I need
When I engage you with these deeds
Please pause a moment, I'm about to spill my seed
You're soft and vulnerable, highly compatible
Pink, and ready to receive
Willing to do as I please
You're all I need, my favorite toy to squeeze
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The Old Man Is Weary
03:59
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And I said to my child,
The old man is weary
And I said to my child,
Will you take this container to him?
And I said to my child,
Don't try to open it
And I said to my child,
Are you happy?
And I said to my child,
The old man is weary
And I said to my child,
Will you spend the night with him?
And I said to my child,
Don't try to wake him
And I said to my child,
The birds do frighten him
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Meaningless Phrase
04:00
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Monster Song
07:22
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His Monochrome Dog
03:10
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Well, he's smothered himself in the marmalade jelly again
And he dangles his monochrome from his neck with a chain
And he never calls his mother
And he's dithering, shivering withering, gibbering
Look out, here he comes with his stainless steel grinder again
See, he'd dyed his mustache, and he wears his fur coat in the rain
But he's never seen to smile
And his monkey keeps hiding the thread from his lining
He raps on your doors, while he's perched on all fours, it's a game
And he slides out of reach as he clenches his teeth with disdain
And he's emptied out your larder
For he's twittering, sniveling, fingering, lingering
As the moonlight descend, he sits and surveys his terrain
And he pulls down his drawers to examine his private domain
And he never eats his custard
Now he's blithering, gibbering, shivering, withering
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16. |
Working Class Anthem
03:41
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