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Cut Glass

by Coz the Shroom

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1.
I can do something that life can't do these are things life has admitted are true life has a way of obscuring its rules that always sorts out the obstinate fools Life goes extinct when extinction survives I go extinct when life isn't alive Life waves my wand but then life disappears I can see colors that life never hears I might complain about everyday life What some call worship is meaningless strife I might get stumped for a minute or two It's just a conveyance of garbage and glue And there's always a way to do Something that life can't do I can do something that life can't do There's always an answer that's often untrue Life has a way of disturbing the peace I don't have to live under that kind of lease Life counts the hair's on a lion's head I'll clip the hair from a bullfrog instead It may be immodest to say this is true But why not try doing what life cannot do? I might complain about everyday things What some some people worship are arrows and slings I might get stumped for a minute or more It's just an inversion of weddings and war And there's always a way to do Something that life can't do
2.
Some known as friends, condescend, bend away from me so many times cough in sleeves don't believe in me they're the ones who always tell me that I have no destiny I'm nothing but a failure If that's how its got to be, I will do it brilliantly and be a spectacular failure. You're the ones who fail to act, you're the ones who have no tact You're the one's I'm getting back -uh! You're the ones who fail to grow, hung on what you think you know, how's it feel there eatin crow, huh? You'd fail getting out of bed, choose your barbs in green or red, the target's always painted on for you You're the path that many take, dreaming sadly, not awake God I abhor you! So many dreams get stuck in a roadblock They could care less, my distant well wishers Who among you would not tell me tell me that I have no destiny I'm nothing but a failure Since you've shown no faith in me, I will do it brilliantly and be a spectacular failure. You're the ones who fail to act, you're the ones who have no tact You're the one's I'm getting back - you're the ones who fail! You're the ones who fail to grow, you're the ones who gotta go, how's it feel there eatin crow, huh? You'd fail changing what you wore, fail to get through open doors On your belly, on the floor, I abhor you! You'd fail picking up the bat, on the bench your stench is at, sluggish as a bureaucrat, outworn mat!
3.
here I stand where another man would run man without a gun Stronger and more certain than the sun Somethings gone wrong and the strength in me don't hate it here I staunch onrushing tides man without a gun somethings gone wrong and my inner calm won't come I'm just trying to find the power I seen In being weak Gimmie one reason to break down man without a gun bow my doomed head to my enemies They may break down take your breath away an empty hand holds everything and that's the power I know I've seen a power that finds its perfect strength in being weak here I stand with steady voice calling out my foes They seem too edgy they walk on their hair trigger toes something's gone wrong and I got to try to change it here I brace against a force too dreadful to be called a man without a gun about to fall nothing's going wrong and the strength I found can change me to a weapon that can't fail Gimmie one reason to break down man without a gun bow my doomed head to my enemies They may break down take your breath away an empty hand holds everything and that's the power I know I've seen I'm trying to find the power I seen, trying trying Mohammed! Bis'm'allah, Rasoul'allah! Mohammed!
4.
Oh my pain is somewhere else not my heart that's joke Cause I have no free will while I wear a hero's yoke And my strength is ill found ill conceived from the ground from the floor to the roof If it's just is there proof? I've been sired from songs and stories Trained to grasp for hero's glory My doubts the same as every other's Born to kill my evil brother I was raised by a sage With an unfailing eye And he said not to fail or my whole world would die Brother's dim and corrupt once a time he looked up He was joyful and proud To have kinship around I have seen dark lands he ravaged Now I must admit he's savage Still I doubt, as any other He's my evil brother From the time I was young I was called to be strong told my path would be great And the road would be long Bent great force to my will yet I feel off and wrong Tried to find destiny From my anthem and song placed my faith in whispered legends there's no risk now I can hedge on what's not clear to me, but others He's my evil brother!
5.
Cold Shit 03:54
It was a rainy night  There was a dark and distant guitar  None of the animals stirred or howled  A cosmic beam sent down a figure cowled  It stealthy crept  to take my soul  Then it dragged me  to the bowels of the earth  with a shimmering glow  cold  Down in the bowels I'm gutted  Tracks familiar and deeply rutted  I guess it's gonna be cold shit from now on.  Interdimentional prison awaiting trial  Chemicals amplified gravity, made docile  Awaiting a transport  To Belatrix two  Labeled a madman  Condemned to liquidated atomic goo  cold  Down in the bowels I'm smothered  And this prison is like no other  I guess it's gonna be cold shit from now on  Down in the bowels I'm burried  Pain and rage now paired and married  I guess I'm gonna have cold shit from now on...
6.
you might have died fighting but you fought for pride you might have been born for something but just a thing you'd hide you might have stood backing someone but someone was bad you might have presented strength but you made sure strength was had you was never too far from the buzzards you was never too proud to steal you took a devil's deal you was never no friend and you was never good you might have born witness but you hedged with a bribe you might have taken pretty bold risks but not with your own skin and life you might have played straight for a living but what you lived was a lie you might have been more forgiving for a big enough piece of the pie you was never too far from the buzzards you was never too proud to steal you took a devil's deal you was never no friend and you was never good
7.
Burning in the brazier, carbon dated satyr sweet glowing coal vanilla Suck it through the jaw And every little toddler, sold for cannon fodder scattered along the trenches bachi-boz brouha Still dumb They fear the famous Dumb the network anus Dumb You get a snow job dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb weeping and praying Night ass braying Burning in the brazier, geeking through your prayer swallowing rat saliva buzzards in a swarm I been an angry brayer, useless as a prayer a furious masturbator Sucking on the storm Still dumb They hear the truthless Dumb the whore is toothless Dumb You get a blow job dumb, dumb, dumb, through dust we sift for straw man's grift through prickly ice thinking twice the empty rhetoric of men My words may sleep to rise again No prayer ever changed a thing It soothes the heart but voids the choke My prick is poison to your skin I wind up pricking everything An invocation still unspoke a falseness counted as a sum what makes me hoarse will make you cum My voice lies dead without much choice
8.
What I need is lots of sleep What I know is thought debris Who I know was wealth to me What I saw was next to me Who I know is no concern What I feel I haven’t learned What I read must be burned What I touch is full of germs How I do is not unknown How I think is never shown What I talk to I can’t own What I love is heart and bone
9.
Preacher count your pennies i'm a poor one i'm mad  Save your mummer's sermon for the diamonds i'm cut glass  facets kalidescoping I resolve you as an ass  feed me in the soup line water to wine you spat  what earthly sinner will share me his dinner perchance  what kind of worshiper would pray the mad facet in glass  preacher pack your suit case you've outworn your sojourn  we cast you from nature's heaven hell will teach you to burn  cutting crazy facets turning seed into sperm  toadstool for my table beggars feast on a fat worm  what kind of raver might madness not savor too well  what kind of behavior is that for a savior to sell  what kind of teacher is one lying preacher who fell?  What kind of creature would teach me I'm going to hell?  What kind of creature would teach you you're going to hell?  What kind of creature would teach you you're going to hell?
10.
If you think your cup has poison in it spit Don't be ashamed of the company where you sit Spit right on the table When your host wants to kill you it's only their disgrace If you got to blow your cover don't be chaste give a fuck enough to spit right in their face Your enemies don't need good manners kind deeds it's only their disgrace And dance among thieves spitting out that song Decline the handshakes should have hated all along Decorum's an enemy they count on your shame it's wrong Work up a sticky glob and sing the spitting song
11.
the darkness dove is out of reach the smoke of battle and costly peace with outstretched talons I beseeech an olive branch to join the breech the darkness dove makes no reply It seems a vulture as earth dies It seems a rheumy sickly eye an ocean bed that's dead and dry It gains us nothing to implore He is not recognized no more it caught my heart and made it tore I'm sick and weary of its war return what you promised the darkness dove upturns dead trees pulls up old railway tracks like weeds his heart outworn with gutted grief to never find sweet death's release the darkness dove digs deeper graves and knows what path man's hatred paves his song no more a call that saves the noble-men turned pack of knaves our gates too fortified to breech our jagged shells pepper the beach a beach too old and driftwood bleached no lessons now too late to teach no more come a winging all hail the night the cold of winter's might gather the wind and darkness gather the rain and ice gather the dregs and dross-blow assembled in the night
12.
Use stronger drugs for gloom and melancholy It gets fucked up to laugh at human folly Use stronger drugs these ones are getting boring I'll take the risk and the hassle when I'm scoring One to make me live One to make me die One to get me horny I love getting high One to make me float One to make me fly One to to make me laugh there's nothing I won't try You deny You can lie I'll take the risk It's my life Use different things a comfort tranquilizer a cup of tea could be a big surpriser Can less be more? When it comes to moderation Use stronger drugs could it all be hallucination? I can be careful and dodge the addiction Or just get reckless then taper and wean These are a lot of people's famous last words But if you think about it. That goes for everything in life Use stronger drugs Do what you want I'm not ashamed I like my drugs Use stronger drugs it's only natural Use stronger drugs life liberty and the pursuit of happiness
13.
I hate my heart baby, unlikely love may be just what it plans when it hides in the dark. Wakes me from apathy, puts crazy fears in me burns like a fire when it's only a spark but I'll call for you, anytime my heart has room and I'll sing for you, I can lose my soul to you defy the brain, it will tell you love's insane! It will cast you into never ending pain! I hate hate my heart lover, covers what dreams cover brings crazy lights but I'm still in the darkness calls me from restlessness drives me from sleep to tests, aims for my brain, fires flame to the mark. So I'll drive for you till the road is lost and blue I will always search for you I believe my heart is true escape the brain it will say that love's insane til I sing I don't really hate my heart I hate my brain we're gonna be together forever, and I don't hate my heart...
14.
what do I get for a red shiny apple what will you swap for my fabrege egg? what are you hiding with hands tucked away, with red lips that suck all that swells or all that sways
15.
Now I can forget the war At least it seems they're toning down my brain You shouldn't be my advocate you can't stand people scoffing I been the fighter fighting as I've trained Took a real good look at myself Took about a minute to hold my breath Not close enough to death I don't want to be the one Who makes you pick my bleeding scabs away You've heard from all the ghosts inside or those who would be mustered the sound of bugles played has been ingrained Take a real good look at me Is a criminal cripple all you see? Is that your usual fee? I guess its all over now my rehabilitation seems sustained The best that I could ever do is abdicate my duty I'll show you who's criminally maimed Took a real hard look at my life Seen my future and its all over now I'll fade into the crowd I guess its all over now

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In making "cut glass" I was referencing "Crazy Diamond" Syd Barrett. I tried to make my singing a little more like his, but ended up really laying down some vocal tracks that needed MUCH more practice. Syd Barrett always seemed to have a spontaneous and unpracticed sounding vocal style and I really did not capture anything . Singing bad, songs pretty good.

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released September 2, 2016

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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. ... more

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