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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
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a spectacular failure
02:54
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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!
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Man without a gun
05:08
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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!
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4. |
He's my Evil Brother
05:41
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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!
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5. |
Cold Shit
03:54
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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...
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6. |
You was never good
04:51
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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
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7. |
Burning in the Brazier
04:32
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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
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8. |
Heart and Bone
03:58
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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
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the Mad Facet in Glass
04:31
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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?
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10. |
the Spitting Song
03:26
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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
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the Darkness Dove
04:34
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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
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12. |
Use Stronger Drugs
04:13
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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
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I Hate my Heart
05:50
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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...
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Chiffon Fabrege
03:19
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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
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Criminally Maimed
03:25
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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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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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