1. |
Thinking
00:53
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Thinking about owning a gun
And then running my mouth for nothing but fun
Gathering intel on who I should be
And then selling it all to whoever I meet
Upside down peter rightside up world
If god had a child it would be a girl
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2. |
Hello World
02:08
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I cannot remember where I was when I was born
To rip the kernels one by one off some corn
We had the perfect use of being alive
We feasted on each other until we both died
Hello world
My name’s Dan
I love you
I fix my life so that it really matters
I’m punching cops until their heads splatter
I’m force-feeding the homeless all the healthiest food
My number one attribute’s my attitude
Hello world
My name’s Dan
I love you
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4. |
I Have A Clone
02:09
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i have a clone
i love my clone
cuz now i've got a buddy
of my very own
i have a cup
i lift it up
it's my genetic matter
nothing else is radder
on the way
to the grave
my clone will dig a hole
i will hand him down my soul
rock and roll
my clone had me
but now it sees
its body is an echo
of its factory
some day he
will follow me
the glitches in his shadow
will unstitch the seam
i cannot read
my handwriting
i take a limb
to be a tree
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you test your blood to make sure you’re alive
or that you deserve to be
you’re frozen and thawed / frozen and thawed
a Ziploc filled with meat
afraid of yourself / so is everyone is else
they deserve to be
you’re frozen and thawed / fro zen and thawed
watch the cracking of the streets
there is no love
in this world
big enough
to make it all right
another night leaving food in the sink
the roaches encroach
your humors are raw from the sick that you’re on
deneedled evergreens
soon you are filled with unlikelihood
you love everyone or you hope to be
in love with everyone or you hope to be
or hope to be everything you dream
there is no dream
in this world
true enough
to make it all right
which is not to say
I’m not one to say
to always become
and then move away
the world under way
the way over done
there is no drug
in this world
strong enough
to make it all right
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6. |
Waltz (Air)
04:39
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Wuddup y’all, it finally is real
You don’t have to justify the way that you feel
We’re all hopeful and dumb, enlightened cum
We lived in the womb. That shit was the bomb
We all share a birthday. We murdered our gods.
Rode goats through the alleyways that lead from our hearts.
I love the air we breathe
It moves the blood through we
We are the ones we love
Cut out like the snow
Falling from above
Icing on the roads
Soon we all will die
Or we will survive
We will parachute
From a cloud’s eyes
When I got stalled on the side of the road
I froze myself from the ass to the soul
Everyone’s a someone who I’d like to be
No one’s a nowhere and everyone’s a sea
Dried out by the salt and filled with things
That move with the waves and perpetually sing
I love the air we breathe
It moves the blood through we
We are the ones we love
Cut out like the snow
Falling from above
Icing on the roads
Soon we all will die
Or we will survive
We will parachute
From a cloud’s eyes
Hey hey we’re the monkees
And you know we like to monkey around
Hey hey we’re the monkees
So put on your suit of clowds
Soon we will not eat
Soon we will not breathe
Soon we will not love
Hover from above
Angel in the sky
Ipod in your eye
Cancel all my breath
Love is all that’s left
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7. |
God Walks The Dog
03:30
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Have you ever been plagiarized by god?
Are you like a crucifix that walks
From town to town giving love to all the people?
Are you a footprint in the sand?
Do you want to fight to the death my man?
We’ll wear each other’s blood all over our hands
Because I love you all so much
And I want to die by your hands
I love you all so much
What the hell are we doing?
Let’s do the worst that we can.
God walks the dog and it shits on your lawn
Have you ever glued yourself to a waterfall?
Did someone tell you to grow a pair of balls
And then shove you inside of a trash can and tell you they loved you
Have you ripped the seams from your joints?
Did you ever forget the stupid point
That everything you do is everything you’ll ever do?
I’ve made love with my teeth
I love everything beneath me
Because without what’s beneath me
Well, there’s nothing there beneath me
I’ve been told that I’m real
I’ve been told that I feel
I water myself as if I’m a plant
I love my potted homeland
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8. |
Bones In The Grass
04:05
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Today the grass was cut so I watched it grow
I remember driving through the fields of Idaho
There was a cow that had died in the road
It wore a crown of flies instead of a halo
You said the place was a literal nightmare
You wanted to leave but the road map was dead
And we needed to sleep and also to eat
I remember camping in the woods of Idaho
Our love
And then the couple with the pugs
Rioting in the pen that was made for them
I saw the new avengers today
I made a mess of my brain
We talked on the phone After I got home
I said it was fun and then I laid my bones
In the grass in the grass
(no line here)
We haven’t washed the brita in maybe a year
I’ve only been sick once since the fall
Maybe there’s something to doing nothing after all
I leave my bones in the grass I leave my bones in the grass
Our love
I want to be a pet rat
I want to be a hug
I want to be the gravel
That becomes the grave for some cattle
We watched the riots from so far away
We watched them grow
and become a red dot
In a big world
It’s such a big world
I am not the person that I ever wanted to be
You are not the person that you ever wanted to be
Be the fucking person that you never wanted to be
I’m such an asshole
World in an asshole
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9. |
Ouroboros Divorce Court
03:27
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let us eat lettuce
and pray that the mantis still preys
let all of our days
like haloes that hang us
from hat hooks that sprout from our brains
it rained in the forest
it sounded like we sang
a song
to right all our wrongs
we sang a song
to right all our wrongs
the footprints of roaches in butter left out
the high fives you give your own hand
the shadow of water of oceans of doubt
the prayer of the chair when you stand
the signal that echoes off unending space
cathedrals unrendered by love
the snake eats itself in the pet storage place
the waterfall falls from above
sitting outside of the 7/11
having cokes with the dead folks in heaven
sometimes i wish that all love would die
sometimes a holocaust feeds all the flies
let “us” be said: us
would like to fall out of a cloud
it’s way too loud
and time’s too slow to experience
that really I love you in a way
that makes it rain in the forest
give us breath to sing
a song
to right all our wrongs
to sing a song
to right all our wrongs
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10. |
The Truth I Believe
02:27
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Tonight the waterfall dies
You look more beautiful than I
Tonight belief is no lie
I don’t return anything that I buy
Tomorrow I will wake alive
Yesterday I woke up alive
Tomorrow I will eat like a fly
Tomorrow in an airplane I’ll die
And if I don’t well then I won’t
But if I do then that’s the truth
I believe
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11. |
Like You Will
03:48
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I have to remember
To eat my dinner
And to give my love to
All you people
And to my wife
Because I love her
And I would hate to
Never see her
And I would hate to
Be a person
She doesn’t love
And then drives the hearse for
And I will love
Like you will love
And if love be the body
And if bodies be the same
And if same be the shadow
That we wear around our frame
And if my heart be too big for
And if your heart be too big for
And if we wander like a solo
Let the chorus come again
Our love
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