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That Stupid Rock'n'Roll
04:33
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In the meadow having sex with a corpse
Eternity is in the smallest things
Vaguely swallowed up into the vortex
I think I'm growing wings
And as the flowers slowly die
I'm reaching my climax;
The sphinx conceiving a family of flies
Carrying my lies on their backs
Heart-attacks for everyone
And that will be a relief
Compared to the custom of arbitrary fun
That awaits us past our grief
But no things considered; the planet just withered
As it slithered out of control
So what is a murderous ape to do with the responsibility
That another raped and stole?
You got to play that stupid rock'n'roll
Stupid is the sacred spark
To light a fire in your soul
And everything turns to gold
But its shadow will remain in the dark domain
Of that stupid rock'n'roll
Slovenia's cold now
I'm glad that I'm not there
But there's something about your eyes
Sending heat waves through the air
Across the globe and into guts
Of saddened mopes like me
Who spends the day in telescopes
Tracing my own trajectory
Because I am a comet
And I'm coming to you soon
But since I am a woman
You'll mistake me for the moon
And gaze at me in naked silence
To get a glimpse of that which deceives
Both of your ears receiving
The sound of my dry autumn-leaves
Like thieves who believe
In the reefs of wonder
Under stupid rock'n'roll, they stole
My stupid song, the sacred spark
To light a fire in your soul
And everything turns to gold
But its shadow will remain in the dark domain
Of that stupid rock'n'roll
And when the truth ignites
That blaze of fire in the sky
You'll feel the serpents bite
And the force of its venom will defy
All those laws of nature
The ones you previously thought
To be foundations of a mature truth
You thought could be chased down and caught
You sought it in the meadows
And also deep in space
But nothing compares to the rose
That bloomed in the noon of your grace
Projected on a human being
Seemingly of spiritual wealth
But what you see isn't always what you get
As you always get back to yourself
Like a sleeper in an unmade bed
Who never really sees himself
As his dreams hang by a thread
Returning the gold to the Self
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2. |
Bittersweet Erection
03:13
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I don't know just where to go
To the hip to the hop, to where the wind blow
Oh, I'm so seasick, if I don't find land I'll throw up
Rob me of my treasured heart and row
It'll glow no more, hey ho
I'll go and grow fir trees in the snow
Angel hair growing on my chest
Gonna fix my broken horse and head to the west
Where the old boys meet and feast and have a fest
Have a seat, eat meat, drink milk
Travel silk road next
On a big, bad cat on a quest
To test the possessed bird in the nest
A train horn sounded from a nearby station
Footsteps approached suddenly during intense penetration
Your dad had returned home early from his trip to some southern clime
And stared right at the bittersweet erection of my crime
A lime-green popsicle was melting in his hand
He asked me to get out, I said "no", he said "Son, I understand"
To which I replied "don't call me son,
You're making it sound like something is terribly wrong
And I only see one mother-fucker here
Well, it's me but it's you, now get me a beer dear"
He shed an iridescent crocodile-tear
But I know for a fact that your dad is a queer fish
He went to the jungle to look at the moon
And marry a male blue-bottomed baboon
I found the photos in his red leather-wallet
The baboon was wearing a fake blonde mullet
There's a monkey on the back
Of a funky junkie on a hack
Whose lack of horsepower will make target for the market
Of the ducks on the docks selling crack
To the black man in the alley loving Sally saying quack quack
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God is in the bushes
The bushes that grow
Grow by the river
The river that flows
To unprecedented lows
Followed by the wind that softly blows
A solemn song to those
Of the mountain people who knows
And goes floating down the river forever and ever...
Satan's in the treetops
If the tree has lost its roots
Gone roots catching onto missing boots
That squashed forbidden fruit
In the heat of their pursuits
Of kicks in the cold of the night on the feet of prostitutes
Who work their routes
Where the prominent people pollute
Floating downstream to deliver as a giver forever and ever...
Sold down a river of shit to shiver forever and ever...
Mares eat oats and men eat chicks
Chicks with dicks turning tricks
On every corner through all kinds of weather
Should I call you Holden or Heather?
I don't care what's between your legs
Spread them wide, let's fertilize some eggs
Pretty perversion, original sin
Acid, amphetamine, and a bottle of gin
Abraxas in the fire
The fire that burns
Burns with renewal
When the century turns
But still, nobody learns
So the spirit dies and the old returns
Its values to the new which once again burns
Which is none of the mountain peoples concern
Floating down a river forever and ever and into dark blue...
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Come with your friends
With your uncle, your aunt
And your sister's friends
Stay, if you stay
At the party that never ends
Then we'll never have to talk about it, no
(Float on a feather of love)
To the kingdom of heaven within
Fly like a dove
The illusion above you
I am a child but I don't know how to play
The water turns from green to red everyday
Albino negro limbs lying askew
Wealth and good fortune has been thrown upon you
Come whatever may
Come disease, come release
Come a better day
Cum on your friends
At the party that never ends
Then we'll probably have to talk about it, no?
(You reap what you sow)
In the bottomless abyss within
Burn like a stove
The illusion below you
Love is a road that the heart travels down alone
Scattering the mind onto destinations unknown
Leading the wheels into landscapes of pain
Until finally the little red car is parked down the lane
Look, there's a man who has learned how to play
The desert stays holy each and every day
And my soul can confirm that it's true
Born once again, my existence is new
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5. |
Lost In Samsara
02:27
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I'm lost in samsara
Finding my way out only seems to get harder
The more I roam my mind
The less likely it is for me to find it
My mind has been unkind to me, mama
So I went to see the Dalai Lama
He told me there is no cure for whatever it is I've got
That I'm dating Pain and Misery and both are very hot
One is cutting up her wrist if I don't give her enough
Attention with my fist of masochistic love
The other sleeps all morning, her dreams; carbon black
And when I go to pull the curtains open she always drags me back
To bury me in bed and cut off my cheerful head
Will you still fuck me when I'm dead?
And if you will, will it be with or without charge?
My wallet is small but my words are large
Larger than life they're floating into the great unknown
Late, fearless, independent, and alone
The giggle in them is lost, overtaken by the sound
Of a garbage truck that's cleaning up the town
I could start my meditation, I could travel to Peru
But all I really want is you
The trodden dwarf of apathy lifts up his hand
While stomping in the ground
Cursing every grain of sand
And I'm lost in samsara
Finding my way out only seems to get harder
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6. |
Talismanic Depression
04:43
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All alone in a black Cadillac
All I want is my license back
All alone but a ghost in the back
In the back of a broken black Cadillac
The road ahead is black
So I'm following the railway track on foot
All I've got is soot in a bag
And now I almost want you back
Stab your life in the back with a knife
Striving for happiness isn't ideal
Talismanic depression
On a beach eating peach all day
With the dolphin-boys and they
Talk wisely as they play
On a hot spring day in May
And there's a way they say
To love your enemy
Without things necessarily getting gay
In the controversial kind of way
Then they drew an ancient map
Grab your life like a crab with five limbs
On each side of it's shell
Talismanic depression
Takes you straight from heaven into hell
And into heaven
Into hell, back into heaven
And into hell
I see the world in its quite
Luminous narrow light
All folks and jokes aside
There's a mean queen lurking in the night
She's quite uptight alright
Kicking, screaming, longing for a bite
And when the fruit is ripe
There will be trouble in the tribe
Pipes of steel, steer the wheel
In the direction that's pulling all roads to unite
In fighting talismanic depression
With the silver lining of the night
Silver lining shining with delight
Golden scarabs carrying the bride
Rightfully into the white light
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Cow says 'muuuh'
Ka-pow for one whose two hands
Are stuck with glue
Pinned with needles too
To your womb, now
Heal the wound
With a toco toucan tear to the tomb
And let the flowers bloom
Follow the boon of a loon
To the moon
The stars will understand
Uh, what a fool I am
To be lost in your love, love
Love, love, love, love, love
Hovering above
Slipping over the world like a glove
Any day, now
How, you ask
Does someone mask a crime
Of casket-rhyme
To go along the time
So sublime, now
Now, I say
Better get on your knees, better pray
Then gently sway
And dance the night away
Every day, the Nile is in your hand
Uh what a child I am
In the arms of the daughter of the mother of God
Smother the fart
Of some retard
Whom you regard
Wholeheartedly heartless
Necessarily the best
Of the worst of the best
To be laying eggs in the eagle's nest
In top of cypress trees out northwest
To subtilely confess
About the garden that is blessed
And then slowly go to rest
Like the guest that you are
In the house of God
It's in my heart
And it's tearing me apart
Every day, now
So sway with me
You will see clearly
Through 3D glasses and your plea
Will be heard, now
Wow, it hurts
To be up in the sky with the birds
In dirty shirts
Looking down at herds
Of man fumbling with his hand
Uh, what a fool I am
To be lost in the arms of your love
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8. |
Alive By Electricity
06:40
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I'm so high on my surroundings
My heart is pounding out of my chest
Through the black of the jungle
Into a monkey-eating eagles nest
And now I'm finally free
From lusting after your flower
From the monkey within me
That was climbing up your tower of a tree
I live where the tall trees stand
Where law is obsolete
They seem to understand
Why I roll around in the invasive weed
Creeping Charlie kisses me back
With his bilaterally symmetrical lavender-lips
Arms me with strength for future-attacks
Of white men arriving in ships
Eyes that haven't seen
Minds that cannot dream
Abusing time and energy
As sex-toys for their scheme
Land that stands unseen
Awake at night in dream
Alive by electricity
Murderous matter machine
And I don't think I'll ever know what it means
So I keep watching the rock
Waiting for it to metamorphose into painted pony beans
As mother earth circles around for the sun, like a clock
Waking her children to misdeeds of sheep
Following cocks through the bleeding dynamics of court
Now more than most of her children weep
Punishment misrepresented as reward
And we welcomed it with open arms
Until they were cut off
Then came the sound of civil-defense alarms
Followed by chronic cough
That's why I'm out there with the fox and the hare
Keeping my distance from people and cars
Breathing in her thin crispy air
Looking up at the stars
Eyes that haven't seen
Minds that cannot dream
Abusing time and energy
As sex-toys for their scheme
Land that stands unseen
Awake at night in dream
Alive by electricity
Metamagical matter machine
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9. |
Sue Peggy Sue
05:26
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Torn, when born
In two, deja vu
I'm a choo-choo train driving from a blue, blue pain
To you through the rain, choo-chooing through rocky terrain
Put your glove in mine & come out to play
If you don't want to, then that's okay
I'll push you gently downhill on a sleigh
Come what may
December, I remember
The snow falling from the shadow of a rainbow
& a ghostly glow coming down from the moon above
Sowing seeds of love, forgoing all my love
I ring your doorbell every day
Seems like your freedom has sent you away
Into the world of the stupid & the gay
It's judgment day
And they
They will believe me too
Or I'm gonna sue
Sue Peggy Sue
For touching you
You're just 17, looking like a Halloween queen
With your bloody lip skinned, red rubber heart pinned
Trick-or-treating
Dreaming of both the soft & the rough
Feel the peppermint wind puff to your skin
As I huff like a werewolf
Chuff like a choo-choo train of thought of a werewolf
Now put on your makeup & show me your dreams
Open your eyes to the kiss which redeems
All that pretends to be nothing but all that it seems
It's make-believe
For thieves of love
Stealing my heart for you
& now I am through
Through with Peggy Sue
I love you
Born anew
With you, one with you
I'm a choo-choo train
You're a cuckoo clock
I'm up
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Gäy Copenhagen, Denmark
We're Gäy
Asger Overgaard
Tobias Williamson
Jonas Thetmark
Christopher Flindt-Larsen
Patrick Rathbun
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