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SMAC/DIABLO
03:29
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SMAC! DIABLO! i push it away, walk in, im blown away! what do you want me to say? and i can barely hear your tiptoes when youre walking up my stairs and your fist is in my knocker but i am painfully unaware me, i can hear indifference as it paints itself all over my voice i took a cup of truth drug this weekend, it never really felt like i had much of a choice just to see what i got inside, just to see what i had to hide SMAC! DIABLO! i push it away, walk in, im blown away! what an astounding array and i walked to the river, thought it was begging to be destroyed, polluted and on fire coulda sworn that it was making some noise my raging staph infection, she laughs when i call her names my raging fucking democrat, lets me know when shes in pain my light and toasty space cadet, can only be spoken of in code puts meaning where i stay, and im looking for a match to make my problems go away
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Murder
02:14
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I was worried I was gonna get sick so i stole some kanamycin from the lab fridge three empty packs of your cigarettes stacked on top of each other like mating insects and in venezuela you can have coconut farm, papaya farm, anything you want farm as well as murder in the capital, in the capital im so empathic i dont go outside looking out the window at your house feeling terror feeling, looking like a shit I think im goin to split x2 and if im able to see further than giants its because i have stood on the shoulders of others salacious attempts to make yourself out as more credible!! and albert wants to know if there'll be dangerous animals! and in istanbul you can have your limbs be severed off your body just for being journalist because theres murder in the capital, in the capital and frankly he is on another level, take the future in stride, overturn every pebble sometimes you gotta take risks
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Dubious Pedal
02:56
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i have been hiding in your dubious pedal (inside a copper filament, passing electrons like bean bags) im here and then im gone or else im horribly involved (inside your mind's wires passing vesicles like water balloons) watch me get worked up for no tangible reason and sit by my side and take notes and mutter under your breath “oh dear oh shit it really looks like hes goin through it!” well this dude has a fine fine motor and i watch him move from one corner to the other your boyfriend is a big freeloader and i watch him as he criticizes bathers with a turtle friendly joint and tequila man, i can feel the good vibes from where i stand can i steal the joint from behind his ear, i know for sure i could before you got here and then you got here in this house we play for keeps, i cut my ring toe off last week wagered it in a game of pong, now its awful hard to switch these pedals on and the pain when i walk around extends from
my roots, goes up to my crown and it makes me scream, and it knocks me out and its purposeful you know it bleeds without a doubt (scatting), like a shark in shallow water !!! this dude has a fine fine motor and i watch him as he catch the smell of blood in the water
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Dark Underbelly
03:28
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im not very good at asking for help, id rather keep to myself you wont ask youre a product of the time and youre unfit to survive ive seen the dark underbelly of this earth and when i voyage into it I plan to return x2 i want to live in utter seclusion, i want another realm but i want to cause panic and confusion i want to be at its helm ive seen the dark underbelly of this earth and saw it open up with chorus loud upon my return when i get stabbed im going to need you, thats a matter of pride hey i got stabbed im going to need you, please at least attempt to save my life me to you is probably hyperbole, i make it sound like i bite but your judgment is probably better than mine and im just way out of line (chorus)
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Cup of Water
02:11
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fix myself a cup of water and sip, exclaim “mmm, just what the doctor ordered!” with some antibiotics that weren't needed for your virus through overwhelming oppression, systematics divide us flocks of birds and such fall into the acid bath, its clutch but what are we gonna do when it over flows im talking bout montana below! get myself a can of beer and dont tell the maids that we were ever here we've got some antidepressants so we black out by seven i've got a quart of tequila and several lemons you're just a cup of water on my bedside table and im an arm extension knocking it over you say the past is the past because you dont want to deal with it take look at your actions, and you do not claim ownership an oil refinery, a venetian winery, i see you over there tryin real hard to define me but this machine this machine this machine this machine: o! gonna get me to work on time / is gonna get a piece of my mind / simulates a code of honor / wears it like a suit of armor / doesn’t care who ive wronged
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science has left me a sad and lonely man with the tools in his toolbox to tackle the problems at hand and science has left me with a swollen brain, stripped off my ego, fresh coat of paint and all you people left me with was the berkeley pit now im here stumbling backwards tryna make sense out of it but all that science left me with was some glowy fuckin shit left me waxing poetic, tryna depict meaning out of it and tryna paint a nice pretty picture, trying to tell the complete story of how we're all prone to some mistakes, aint nobody perfect, aint nobody perfect aint nobody got intrinsic proofreading capabilities that good but you broke my spirit and you took my ear and you screamed right in it and you said “do you know your chemistry???” and i dont know my chemistry!!! but i do know that opposites react toward progress and my positivity is what attracts the darkness so what i want is what repels me and its so distant, im so lonely straddle up on, up upon, up up up upon, waiting for a gripping feeling to come on my by and overtake me and to simplify the whole damn circuit cigarettes and soylent, all by my lonesome, disappointing but the crowding is noisy and repulsive, i sip on my soylent and i side-eye all of the progress of mankind i drag on my cancer and its worth it, yeah its always worth it spirit of malthus got cash in his pocket from bets that were totally worth it, worth every dime
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Waltzing Matilda
01:14
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waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda will you come waltzing matilda with me
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Autopilot
03:23
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i spent the night real tranquilized, struggling to hold my own get moving in the morning, westbound freight, stuck like moss on a stone and if i had my little old way id maneuver down to santa fe but you must know something i don't know and the train goes the other way no more rum, no more facedown throwing up and guy im sick (huh huh) I misread, misread, cut off flow of my metaphorical runny nose namamama said you dont know, man i stand corrected it goes to show how did you turn your life around into a well oiled machine with unknown intentions and automatic things and just like that id predicted my fate, i collapse onto floor like meal onto plate but you must know something i dont know and shoot me another glare (chorus) leaving town and i dont get far, its hard to run from what you really are and ive been runnin on autopilot, auto auto auto autopilot instructions inside my eyelids, auto auto auto auto autopilot i shut them and go in public auto auto auto auto autopilot
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Fire Song
03:08
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i had the lighter in my hand the second time the forest went up in a blaze of red and smoke ill light my torch and toss it vagrantly, i look into your eyes but all i see is vacancy the shell of a house that was struck by lightning im sorry dry and brittle wood but your crackle was so inviting now i cant focus and i cant write, its the aching in my bones and its coming to life strike the flint, hold me down, now hold me up to the surface green and brown then ill burn the village down the fire spreads from california, across the manifest destination i thought maybe i could stop the feedback loop but dubious incinerations warrant criminal investigations a portable gas stove left alone, is this really all youre good for genevieve wobbles in her skin, fort collins to chicago to berlin i am a great big mirror and im nothing without my reflections but the painful aching in all of your bones, yes the one you ignored, but you cant take it
anymore turn the knob, push it through, step into the house with its siding grey and blue roaring fire, deja vu
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The Hacker
02:42
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i met the hacker, the east wall of english 216 long-ass goatee, he really didn't know how to cuff his jeans yelling about nonsense and books that we werent supposed to read, or just yelling at the birds he tells us all about his friends hacking shit and making like twenty grand the government will pay them to think theyre making a difference i've seen him on the wanted posters, im afraid hes in my computer but i was never afraid of the nazi upstairs even though i never liked him coming down here in his underwear this guy, ill tell you, he knows a lot of pseudo patriots that look at me like im a slug but uncle soup is gonna rock ya *uncle soup rocks ya* the other guy, the hacker, he's on the front lines making a difference making sure data dont fall into enemy hands again
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The Net
02:44
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i hopped on to your train of thought we ran it off the rails rode into a ditch below, we had to do some repairs but if you dont dislocate my shoulder we wont have nothing to regret when we are older (was it) bio mechanical in nature (did you) write it down on the paper (how come) all my plans sublimed and left me shrouded in their vapor ooo take me to the promised land where the flags at half mast every other week i see them when i walk to class, when i get there ill try to speak and do my best to fight the notion sometimes its really hard to fight the notion baby i love when you say never mind, i love when you forget your lines i love to watch you pass up an another opportunity to waste a little bit more of my time dont know if im a friendly person but i’ll blend right into your family perfect he's grabbing hold of the net and holding it over his head
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Flag-Burnin' Blues
03:34
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and ive been wasting all my time talking to Pat about CRISPR/ cas9 he doesn't understand a thing, he still thinks its some kind of machine i dont keep my money in a bag, I just keep this lighter in my shoe i was walking down main street looking for my lighter; singing me some flag burning blues and it goes like this: i've been losin friends they think im burning flags again i've been wearin red they think ill go on strike again everyday i eat from the trashcan of ideology and i dont understand a thing meaning eludes me to this very day only looking out for my self so someones always left out in the rain everybodys got georgia on their minds, trying their best to get away from the pain sometimes i get away from the pain too and it goes like: sometimes i dont know where my body is taking me x2
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