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LYRICS:
GARBAGE ON GLUE
I’m in back if you want it
Take a page from me
I’m the last and forgotten
Better save for three
I’m in back of the sauna
Get in line for a treat
Can you make me a baby?
What a waste of time
What a waste of tape
I go ape for bananas
Go bananas for ape
You got to hold your vow
You got to say your vow
You got to mean your vow
I’m garbage on glue
Call my dad if you want to
The telephone is free
Things got me real down
You got to hold your vow
You got to say your vow
You got to mean your vow
I’m garbage on glue
PORTO ALEGRE
Let me carve, let me dig to Alegre
Guard my lungs, solve ten crimes ’till the bread is done
Hand out eggs, give advice ’till the world is full
Grind and feel, weep and steal ’till your tan is gone
Starve young hens, wire their eyes ’till they stay awake
Call your wife for more real (hey-ice) in the middle day
Bathe for free, bleed for a fee with the sandy dogs
Blame the kids, eat with a bib ’till your belly won!
You are where you find yourself in Alegre
Gotta be where you find yourself in Alegre
Gotta be where you find yourself in Alegre
You’ll be where you find yourself in Alegre
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WALKING STICK
Stable underwater
Viral underground
Pass a heap of trouble
Into the lost and found
Thank the man for asking
Send him on his way
No dessert for waiting
Painting on a grave
Say the word you made up
As you were walking home
Serve the food you stayed up
Making all alone
Belly up for tasting
Find your father’s eyes
Mold a face of clay
Into the highest price
I broke down
CAN’T STAND LIFE
Take your job away
Plan a big escape
Tell the car to wait
I don’t want to go
Do your body harm
Holding the alarm
Lost your mind
I don’t want to know
Can’t stand life
I want my rest
Can’t stand life
I tried my best
People wonder why
The whole world’s dry
Kids got to learn
What I don’t want to know
Can’t stand life
I want my rest
Can’t stand life
I tried my best
RED RIVER VISIONARIES
My luck fell into the ground
I backed up into the water
Seems like everyone is proud
I backed up into the red wall
I forget to reappear
Make them think that they are lovely
Call out something in the dark
Is this the way to the country
You take another hand
Cut the sandbags out
Move the trailers back
You begin your you left off
LE PASION
I’m only lucid, when cattle’s jucin’
I’m only livid, when spies are swimming wrong
Pull out your last rib, organic bone shiv
An anti-age gift, when someone’s laughing wrong
Ain’t it wrong?
Le Pasion
CALLIGRAPHY
Can’t hear my hands, Can’t talk to dust
Can’t see the telephone my ears are leaking rust
I have saved, ten thousand days
My fortune’s buried with the Huns of yesterday
I’m not going to wait when I’m home
I rot alone, I thank you all
I search the mine for birds and came up with a frown
I’m not going to wait when I’m home
The sun is black, the sun is cold
The shadows incomplete it’s good to be unknown
I’m not going to wait when I’m home
Calligraphy
ANAEROBIC
I lay low
Pray for rain all day long, can’t take pretty underground
Dig a hole in the sun; sell your body on the lawn
I lay low
Build a tunnel in the weeds; fill your stomach full of seeds
Sign a letter with your toes, can’t take pretty down below
I lay low
CRAWL OUT
VIVA LA MISERY
Home outside the drain, roll them all away
Find the lost parade, march and feel the pain
Hide by the side of the road, my face make the graveyard look old
Downed by wild desire, tied to the legs of the choir
Beat alone and I beat alone and I pay
Beat alone and I beat alone and I stay
Beat alone and I beat alone get down
Beat alone and I’ll be along my way
Talk like their all the same, child I be afraid
Viva la misery, lie to the CNA
Beat alone and I beat alone and I pay
Beat alone and I beat alone and I stay
Beat alone and I beat alone get down
Beat alone and I’ll be along my way
