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Vanilla War Zone
02:59
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Cry meaningless murders cry nuclear waste
Barren desert Barren waste land
Pawns in the game
American jet fighters fly over head
Farm to factory worm to wounded
dawn of the dead
Sweet warbling birds on the feathers of black
Vulture picking rosebush sticking
Pointless attack
My nursery showed me the atom age blast
storms are nearing what I'm hearing
songs of my past
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Good winds bring bad winds
bring times that some call strange
I won't hold on to anything
I'm sure to see a change
The good winds keep me hoping
and the bad ones make me scream
Good winds and bad winds
Are blowing off the steam
A storm is brewing
A storm is brewing
Good winds bring bad winds
Bring fortunes as they may
Bring ruin to some people
to others they bring rain
I'm letting go of everything
And you might say that's strange
But I really don't care
I just want to see things change
the storm is advancing
the storm is advancing
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3. |
Tauromachian Enigmation
03:55
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I met my wife in the mountains
we were so happy we lived there
on cold nights we kept eachother warm
but one night at the casino a cowboy come
A broken man a bull fighter
who possessed me
kept me
in a fever of rage
his tiny brain
possessing giant riddles
the time has passed
for festivals and fiddles
i watch him threaten
everyone i love
his power overwhelms
as his cape rides above
I lost my wife in the desert
the desert of new mexico so close to the mountains
I heard the croak of a grisled desperado
he drew his gun on me and my children
A greedy man a folk hero
who got scot free
slipped through
the scorn of the law man
his vampire blood
possessing spanish dancers
the time has passed
I ride among Apaches
i watch him menace
the tribe I came to love
his power waxes
as his cape flies above
i dug a deep cold grave on a bare hill
i'm gonna find him one day this bullfighter
he claims his back is too broken to bear him
but he does alright with his grifting and his pain pills
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4. |
Holy Man
03:55
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they're terrorizing you
you're terrorizing me
And everyone's a terrorist
We all have fear to feed
Not looking for a love
not looking for my past
I'm looking for some holiness
the lights are fading fast
they took my robes
and washed my skin
and took me to a tree
they chant my name
they light the candles
how came this to be?
I've never been a holy man
so how can they believe
I hear them call me holy man
don't put that cross on me
don't put me to the test
don't put me from my drink
put every soul before your own
for love dwells on the brink
Don't tame the beating breast
of wilderness and wind
And never tell me rest
when I'm working off my sins
they took my hair
and cut it off
and took me to a pool
soothed me with a scneted balm
but i remain the fool
They sanctify this holy man
who shrugs he's lost his soul
I've never been a holy man
Just full of weary holes
I've labored for love lost
I've labored for my bread
I've put my back against the walls
but never held the thread
I never saw the blessing
I never saw the dream
Not looking for love anymore
Just want divinity
they took my robes
and washed my skin
and took me to a tree
they chant my name
they light the candles
how came this to be?
I've never been a holy man
so how can they believe
I hear them call me holy man
don't put that cross on me
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5. |
Soft Shell Soft Heart
03:41
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soft shell soft heart
it shouldn't take long for you to tear me apart
soft shell soft heart
why didn't you tell me you lied
why didn't you tell me you lied
the crazy things I said to you
were mystical and wise
but now they just make me cry
they make me cry
long years old heart
it shouldn't take long for them to sell off my art
long years old heart
why can't everybody just die
why can't all the people just die
the things i keep from telling you
would never win the prise
it's only good for a cry
it makes me cry
Wander now
Beneath city lights
Cold to touch
Brow of bright
sleep everyone
everybody die
why can't you die
why can't you sleep
sleep in repose and in peace
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6. |
Stay Out of My Light
03:18
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Stay out of my light
Stop breathing my air
Find somewhere to go
It's never been fair
I'll give you this coin
I'll give you this mark
Quick blocking my growth
On my oath it is hard
Its hard to keep searching
It's hard to keep fed
Stay out of my light
Only darkness ahead
Stay out of my light
Don't bask in my glow
I think there's a path up there
Where I may go
Stay out of my heart
Stay out of my grace
Stay out of my memory
Stay in your own space
Don't task me and crowd me
Don't stifle my strides
Don't claim its just ego
That keeps me alive
Stay out of my light!
Stay lurking in gloom
Stay smoking in bed
Stay dying of cancer
Stay over my head
Stay kindling fires
Stay burning in hell
I hate you I hate you
Stop pissing my well
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7. |
Night Blow
04:05
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If you want to stay out of trouble
You better quit coming back
If you think the night's gonna hide you
Go ahead and leave
Everybody down on their knees
Everybody looking for (a blowjob/and/or crack cocaine rocks in the carpet, lol) it please
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8. |
Barbarian Dreams
04:03
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Life can be weaned off barbarian dreams
For Barbarian dreams lead to death
The forge chimes and rings with ominous things
The blacksmith has frost on his breath
Their armor a patchwork of leather and iron
They're honing their spears for the hunt
Their purpose is grim and their powers are dire
The war will be cold dark and blunt
With helmets of grim and thick coats of fur
They raise up a noise in the night
They know that next day will see some there slain
With dawn comes the blood spilling fight
Their snarling and grunting with hunger and lust
The fires where bronze bucklers gleam
With mead and with Ale some may live to tell tales
But they all dream barbarian dreams
We feast tonight for tomorrow we die
let us be in our cups and dream of a better life
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a dog burning in the fire
but it was only a funeral pyre
I may be a fool but I'll never be cruel that way
a fever in the smoke
let the fire echo as we spoke
its just a small spark that's needed to set the flame
Burning things in gasoline
Its the hot way out for every sheltered teen
Gasoline sets a pyro free
I'm so excited that he's been guided to me
everybody can be a big star
with a bucket of fuel for a car
The inspiration has a way of holding me
a flame bursts out at night
friends will come there to see the sight
I'm not scared that they'll ever get bored with me
Burning things in gasoline
Its the hot way out for every sheltered teen
Gasoline sets a pyro free
I'm so excited that he's been guided to me
There's no end to the things I've burned
Action figures and long gummy worms
It's better that no one finds out about the greese
I would never a book to burn
I have limits there's things I'd spurn
I'd get very upset if you set fire to the geese
Burning things in gasoline
Its the hot way out for every sheltered teen
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Isn't she weird a hairy body and a beard
Society scolds her and takes her to be sheared
Isn't it fun to make an object of her
When she looks at me and calls me sir
She'll stay down
Let your pretty hair hang down
Isn't it stupid how the boys all get a say
When she goes out into to a world of rape
She's an ugly orc with no place in mordor
Keep her submissive impenetrable chador
She'll stay down
Let your pretty hair hang down
Like Batman she's a costumed freak
A target any time of the week
Any season anytime she'll bleed
Identity is tied to thee
Her pretty hair is bound away
She puts her self in evil's way
Like children sold to slavery
To perverts so unbound and free
And when they finish beating thee
Thy grave will be beneath a tree
Her pretty hair is bound away
What choice could keep the dogs at bay
Isn't she strange she's taking stones in the face
An acid attack she's punished if she's raped
A fire in the kitchen when he's done with her
I demand that she always calls me sir
She'll stay down
Let your pretty hair hang down
A horror show direct to DVD
As a child they gave her a clitoretomy
Like objects collected by a human hoarder
The wives with their lives spent in a chador
She'll stay down
Let you pretty hair hang down
A superhero in black sheets
Another broken dismal freak
Any season anytime she'll bleed
Identity is tied to thee
Her pretty hair is bound away
She puts her self in evil's way
Like children sold to slavery
To perverts so unbound and free
Child marriage and a life of hell
Thy grave is hidden in a well
Her pretty hair is bound away
What choice could keep the dogs at bay
Ya Hazrat'eh Tahirih
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Laser Show
03:03
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fighter jet careens and explodes on the ground
then the sky turns a dread shade of bleak
the huricane twsting beyond every border
bombs flying nuclear shriek
We're going to the lazer show
That's something we all aught to know
We're going to be bound by spells
We're seeing heaven while in hell
I told you don't talk to your mamma like that
But look ma, it's the end of the world
I think all the belfreys have gone to the bats
Grab your sister and all of the girls
A test site is crawling with zombie space chimps
Ressurected from their graves
Alamogordo's a great place to die
don't you understand?
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Should They All Die?
03:49
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what if you could live forever?
what if you never had to die?
what if you could bring back the people you loved?
for surely you would pass them by
but what about the cruel people hurting you?
what about the bitter enemies?
what about them?
Should they all die?
what about the people you'll never forgive?
what about them?
Should they all die?
Should they all die?
And what if it's just too late to just let go
too late to die?
what if you could muster an army
of angels who couldn't ever die?
what if you had to let go and never see the people you loved?
if only the shadow of death would pass them by?
but what about the ugly ones who tried to destroy you?
what about them?
should they all die?
what about the people you'll never forgive?
what about them?
Should they all die?
Should they all die?
And what if it's too late to just let go
too late to die?
And what if it's too late to just let go
too late to die?
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Putting God on Trial
03:03
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I'll be turning down your blessings
turning down your curse
There's too much that won't get better
Before things get much worse
Turning up the heat
Yes I'll be turning up the dial
Maybe I'm the way God made me
But that don't make me his child
Didn't ask for this
Why'd you put me here
I'm putting god on trial
Lots of people have things worse than me
But that don't make things right
As I wander in the wilderness
Screaming deep into black night
And they say I'm to face judgement
When I've walked my final mile
How could I deserve such scrutiny
With a life that's just a pile
Didn't ask for this
Why'd you put me here
I'm putting god on trial
I'm told rebellion angers him
Mine is not to question Him
Fear of judgement I'm to bear
Then show yourself, come anywhere
any time
that you may
too often choke down what I must say
I've been beaten down by time and trouble
In this pointless life
I been told to take too much on faith
Like a sad submissive wife
If it's wrath that's coming my way
Let Him hear me and be riled
I'm the one who must face judgement
When I walk my final mile
Didn't ask for this
Why'd you put me here
I'm putting god on trial
Well they say that God tests everyone
Not more than they can bear
I been bearing tests so long I can't find
Any measure fair
Maybe secretly he loves defiance
And it makes Him smile
Maybe when I stand he loves me
Though I stand to curse Him vile
Didn't ask for this
Why'd you put me here
I'm putting god on trial
I'm told rebellion angers him
Mine is not to question Him
Fear of judgement I'm to bear
Then show yourself, come anywhere
any time
that you may
too often choke down what I must say
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Lowlife Lovin
03:32
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Avert your eyes
She's just tryna get on with her life
How do we find ourselves alone
And never in the mating mode
Mine the appearance of a slob
Can't drive a car can't get a job
I need some loving oh so bad
I'm lower than the ones she's had
oh there goes my low life lovin
It's all a waste
oh she'll make a joke of my heartbreak
Not trying to be chaste
Avert your eyes
This one's so beautiful can't stand it
How do we do this thing again
The ritual that makes us more than friends
Mine the appearence of a perv
Mine is to grovel and to serve
I take a beating for my lust
Without love's water all is dust
oh there goes my lowlife lovin
It's all a mask
oh I'll make a prince of this pauper for her
if she'd only ask
oh there goes my low life lovin
It's all a waste
oh she'll make a joke of my heartbreak
Not trying to be chaste
Avert your eyes
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15. |
You Lost Jesus
03:48
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You're getting your war
You're getting your way
You're getting your flag for your palid race
You're getting your slaves
You're getting your pay
You're getting it the All-American way
You've lost Jesus
I can tell cause you givin
The Devil just what he wants
You're getting a bomb
You're getting decay
You're getting your urban wastelands here today
You're getting your homeless
Your wounded in war
You're getting your weapons and you never loved nothing more
You've lost Jesus
I can tell cause you givin
The Devil just what he wants
So come to the church
come to the parade
Come out to the Tiger's football game
Come to your elders
With heads full of farts
Come and strike the fear
of Jesus in the heathen heart
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
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Send Storms Advancing
04:06
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I leave as we grieve
Will you send regards
Send me a shield
and my coat of arms
Send me the tokens
of this war
The heads of enemies
on my floor
Into your eyes
I show you more
A mighty hurricane
must be in store
In my own way I love you more
the storm is advancing
Defenders offenders
I don't care what you got
Don't care if it's cold
and don't care if its hot
The good winds are coming
We need all the change
We need to start over
Ours gods will be slain
Into your eyes
I show you more
A mighty hurricane
must be in store
In my own way I love you more
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In the middle of one summer
in the middle of the road
was a middle aged know it all
I was trying not to goad
In my last days here among you
I hope everybody sees
You'll never kill my spirit
You'll just sap it out of me
They're so focused on their platitudes
And the worship that they sell
What they call a living wage
is what I call a living hell
They will never really see themselves
what they're slowly turning to
You try to flee this small town
But the small town follows you
the dead are living everywhere
the dead are living everywhere
When they ask me what I want to be
I say free and happy nothing more
They object and want to chain me here
And expect me to conform
They like putting things in boxes
Writing fables in the sand
Polished buzzards can't be eagles
They'll wear out their feeble hands
Now my music is a hobby
And its not a good career
I call that the hill I'll die on
But the quicksand's creeping near
They're not chasing me with torches
But they're drowning me with glue
You swear to leave the small town
But the small town follows you
the dead are living everywhere
the dead are living everywhere
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Coz the Shroom New Mexico
NOW RETIRED TO BECOME A MONK AND FOLLOW THE TAO TE CHING.
Cassette artist since 1979, Former Austin punk rocker, (18
years in Austin Texas) independent recording artist, and part of the SUCKDOG circus from 1991 to 1998. long time performance artist, writer, and psychonaut.
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