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Heathen Punch / We Know
03:39
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We leave you bread and water and we leave you with a key
We rapture in our starship off with holy destiny
You have no power and no choice our ghosts will be your master
We know that god will clean our hands of our consumed disaster
For god taught man to fear him by his wrath and punish vices
We know that he demands the blood of human sacrifices
I watch men starving every day
Your only answer's that you'll pray
Storms will brew in vengeful caves
God's blood appeased the sins of slaves
I wonder why the Christian burns the witch
While his is supernatural, and black as pitch
The heathen ignorant, the error his,
I wonder which the heathen really is...
Ours not to build a better world, but wait for one fortold us
So we shall bind all men in Hell, and prison cells to hold us
The Jailer young and scared confused shall do as he's directed
We shall ring forth the wrath of god, and scourge all those infected
For god taught man to weep in shame, at even merest vices
Accursed art thou, doth God say, if left to your devices
For god will punish, this you claim
And blindly how you all obey
With incantations and eucharist
You mock the lands that our gods kissed
This thing called heathen I wear it high
A mantle to be girded with a hearty cry
The heathen ignorant, the error his
I wonder which the heathen really is
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2. |
Off the Nose
02:45
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Cant you smell the snow
Do you know all you need to know
On the sky I will fix my bow
Let your beard and your hair hang low
Every day smells more wet and cold
One man thought Id enjoy
Being so old
Growing so old
I get to keep all my toys
off the nose
How the hot sand glows
Did you hear all you fear to know
On your head I will land a blow
Give your corn to a hungry crow
Every day smells more thin and pale
One man becomes a boy
Being so hale
Growing so hale
Someday Ill sleep Off the noise
off the nose
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I am a mendicant I am a gandhi punk I am a mustard seed I am a mountain weed I will demand I will suffer I falter
I will dethrone both empire and altar I am a mendicant I am a supplicant I am a grain of sand I will unchain this land
I will seek I will penetrate and stand I will reclaim my dignity and land I am unrepentant I am a mendicant I am a wisp of smoke I know the cosmic joke I yet may falter never topple never fall I am the roaring wind begining faint and small
Well nearly thirty years ago I wrote this song and I guess I'm still the only one
Phyllis sings:
jai shri ram
jai shah ram
jai shah bah ram
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4. |
Damned Things
04:42
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I can be happy with my damned things
you can provide them near or far
we can stay young a free forever
and we can wish upon a star
they're so exciting, always changing
they can get better every day
as long as I'm hopeful I can afford them
such a convienient way to pay
it feels wrong you know
I'm hoping that we all get along
just spit up what you feed me in song
that which doesn't kill makes us strong
and pacify emotional throngs
the door to all emotion is song
I've come back
it doesn't matter if the pavement cracks
or every star in heaven turns black
I'm with you to the end of the act
it pays to check up on your facts
So put all your damned things back
Everyone's getting what they're used to
Everyone rides a rising tide
You can have more cause it's what you're after
you can shut off what cries inside
We will be judged for all we're making
We will be valued for our price
Hoard all the damned things all around you
sounds like such salient advice
it feels wrong you know
I'm hoping that we all get along
just spit up what you feed me in song
that which doesn't kill makes us strong
and pacify emotional throngs
the door to all emotion is song
I've come back
it doesn't matter if the pavement cracks
or every star in heaven turns black
I'm with you to the end of the act
it pays to check up on your facts
So put all your damned things back
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5. |
Round up!
02:34
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this one goes to the Earth Liberation Front maybe it's time we delcared war
Roundup! the punks and the hippies Roundup! every free thinker Roundup! the queers and lefties
they'll put us all in fema camps! We better come up with more weeds To give Monsanto problems We better plant some better seeds Find better bombs to lob them No training by blackwater thugs Can shield achillies heel they eat mcdonalds and chick fil A and they don't know what is real Roundup! the punks and the hippies Roundup! every free thinker Roundup! the queers and lefties they'll pump you full of television!
they'll make our world a burned out char that nothing can inhabit and when they send a starship out they'll find life there and grab it the time for boycotts was the 80's, so cry Geronimo lets be Apache Warriors don't fear guantanemo Don't you know they want to... roundup! all dissenters roundup! even juggalos roundup! the agitators roundup! the revolution roundup! even facebook shut ins roundup! the whistle blowers roundup! all freedom lovers
roundup! pull down the covers when you make living worse than death your only weapon is empty threats!
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6. |
Galaxy
03:44
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Dear travelers can you hear my song?
What I do in your wake is wrong
If this can't reach you, who's still left?
Am I now, like you, a waste of time and mind
and life and breath
You've gone off so far, far away
You've gone off so far, far away
You have reached your holy land in space
Galaxy
Please I feel so wrong being here
Please Give me another task to bear
Don't know where I'm sposed to go from here
Galaxy
In my youth you gave me so much trust
I'm just a jailer doing what I must
You fly and spurn those on the ground
Why does there
have to be So many
Unforgiving people all around
You've gone off so far, far away
You've gone off so far, far away
Have you reached your holy land in space
Galaxy
Please I feel so wrong being here
Please Give me another task to bear
Don't know where I'm sposed to go from here
Galaxy
I've failed I'm someone else you've wronged
I've lost my keys I've lost my songs
Just thought I'd try to clue you in
to the things this world has been through
In the state you left us in
You've gone off so far, far away
You've gone off so far, far away
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7. |
I Killed My Whole Family
03:50
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Don't you let my baby play no game
Now don't you let him play those violent games
He might get wicked evil thoughts
And treat this world the same
Don't you let my baby play no game
Please don't let that boy go slip away
He's too young he don't need that kind of play
One day he can spend his money
Gettin lots of lay
Please don't let that boy go slip away
Don't you fill that crazy brain with smoke
Don't you let my child have one more toke
Don't get him high on reefers
Cause a huff of krylon broke
Don't you fill that crazy brain with smoke
Don't teach children tales of suicide
Don't you teach my baby we all die
He's got to get to heaven
But for now I think he's fine
Don't teach children tales of suicide
Please don't pour that baby boy no wine
Don't you pour my sonny any wine
He's silly crazy goofy
And hears voices all the time
Please don't pour that baby boy no wine
Kill mother, kill father, kill all your brothers
kill sister, kill granny, I killed my whole family
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8. |
the Robot Twist
02:49
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don't don't don't
do the robot twist
baby
don't don't don't
do the robot twist
baby
time thinks thoughts
that would never be
in mortal minds
a caliope in ashes
when the hallowed meditations
keep us blind
They might take you
they might leave you
and you could even make them sick
cause you got the power to make it
but you ain't got the kick
they're dying in bed
they're dying in boots
they're dying like flies baby
they're coming here to teach you
that robot twist
so why don't you die
baby?
don't don't don't
do the robot twist
baby
don't don't don't
do the robot twist
baby
Take it all or leave me some
it hardly makes a difference
in these times
We haven't heard a thing from
you but comments every day
on who is blind
Will you choose to
hunt the buffalo
or kill a crowd
and watch the big clock tick
just take down that shotgun
from the gunrack and take your pick
yeah take down that shotgun
from the gunrack and take your pick
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My year can't make her any older
My death won't make her life any colder
My love won't make her heart any higher
My soul won't make her call herself a liar
My tears won't bring any cries to her kisses
But one day right or wrong
Whether I'm with you or Whether I'm gone
One day, when you've run out of pages. parades, you'll know what you've missed...
My praise will reach no soul inside her
My despiration does nothing but fight her
My eyes won't help her see any clearer
She'll never taste water, this lake is her mirror
She's washing so long, she's never on rinse
But one day right or wrong
Whether I'm with you or Whether I'm gone
One day, when you've run out of pages. parades, you'll know what you've missed...
It's high noon again
And you still don't think it's worth it
and you still still laugh and you're still still scared of the sea
Go ahead, go ahead and take my music, if it makes you strong go ahead and take
it all from me
Are you sad are you scared of me
Doves embark over the bad sea
Go ahead cause I know you just can't follow
Don't you try to catch up with me
Doves embark over the badsea
Only angels can come with me yeah...
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There isn't much I could say to you
that would be surprizing
I've seen the bottomless sea
and the ships that are all capsizing
You've packed your bags
and you've shut the door
and you've left the table
And I would bring you to live in my garden
If I were able
This is the lonely season, so get out your ticket and fly
I love you for no good reason
sweet things, dark clouds in the sky
comets are falling, angels are calling my name
if the world was split in half
my soul would feel the same!
There isn't much I could say to you
that would be surprizing
I've seen the bottomless sea
and the ships that are all capsizing
You've packed your bags
and you've shut the door
and you've left the table
And I would bring you to live in my garden
If I were able
This is the lonely season, so get out your ticket and fly
I love you for no good reason
sweet things, dark clouds in the sky
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11. |
Devil's Trumpeter
02:56
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Call me Devil's Trumpeter cause I'm weak
and the wheel have all ground me down
I used to sing with angels, but the weak are so god-damn beaten down
I sang his praise every day
He put his breath in my clay
Call me Devil's Trumpeter cause I'm lost
and the sunlight hurts my eyes
I choose to dream in darkness
My dreams are frought with evil cries
Well I seen the hands of creation plagued
with the sins of a wayward race
and I seen so many broken instruments
I'll never play so I cover up my face
I sang his praise every day
He put his breath in my clay
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lonely fledglings of the stars
scattered desperate survivors
if you’ve heard this message
you’re in luck we will be your revivers
home in to our magic beam
someone’s waiting to greet you
you can all stop worrying
lost spacecraft i read you!
you have been drifting dead
scanning all the link ups
no way home hellish void
but now fill those glasses
and drink up i won’t ever let you die alone
follow this voice home lost spacecraft i read you!
forgotten lost astronauts
sealed in a flyin coffin
where’s my lifeline you would ask
did you think we’d be here scoffin
here’s your one ticket back
we’ve come out here to guide you
cold and dark all around
until you know we’re beside you
you have been drifting dead
scanning all the link ups
no way home hellish void
but now fill those glasses
and drink up lost spacecraft i read you!
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13. |
One Swan Eats Another
04:46
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the sky is filled with crying swans
the lake is fire they land upon
they trumpet sweet but stab my eyes
I wanna turn away but I'm hypnotized
how dare you, god, to take me here
to show me this to feed my fear
o god and one swan eats another
and I will always fear my brother
the sky is filled with poisoned doves
they scratch and bite and know no love
the colors fade from my poor eyes
I want to fight but I'm hypnotized
how could a god make this my world
where I see satan's flag unfurled
how god and one swan eats another
and I will always fear my brother
my mouth is filled with tiny cries
I'm waving all the swans goodbye
their corpses choke the olden dam
And I just choke because I'm damned
how dare I mock almighty god
or question his uplifted rod
no god and one swan eats another
and I will always fear my brother
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14. |
Devilbus
03:02
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I been hitchin so long down this stretch
That I swore the next car stopped would see me fetched
I didn't know what danger rolled by next
But in my guts my heart began to wretch
That hissin metal monster screeched and stopped
And I just had to stagger up and drop
twenty talloned demons pulled me in
every other stop's another sin
Rollin on the devilbus Rollin on the devilbus
Heaven knows what's become of us
Ride to hell on the devilbus
I knew right away I was lost
when the driver said "the Devil's boss"
and he shook his head and wouldn't take no fare
I turned around and faced a crowd of zombies there
a whip went crackin and a demon said "take a seat"
and zombies whispered things I won't repeat
my heart collapsed when a tunnel ahead went black
and I knew right away I'd not be coming back
Rollin on the devilbus Rollin on the devilbus
Heaven knows what's become of us
Ride to hell on the devilbus
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15. |
the Exiled King
03:59
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I've been a rat
I've been sorry about that
I paid you to think
My heart feels sick
My eyes are shut
My ears are a lie
And all I want to know is if she's still alive
I sat on a throne
Had a land all my own
I lived there alone
Well what do I own?
What do I dream?
What do I dare?
All I want to know is if she's still there...
I sent her away!
Somebody had to pay!
I gambled today!
I'm tortured today!
I'm guilty condemned!
The shame never ends!
I will never know...
If she's alive, my friend!
My friend!
My friend!
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16. |
Bleak Stockade
03:46
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bleak stockade!
bleak stockade!
I know you don't suffer fools
I'm not very good with tools
I'm sure you're proud of your trap
but I'm not very good with maps
Not good with puzzles or tricks
No difference wall of fog or bricks
am I blind or in the drapes
you gotta let me escape
Sign off on the forms
weirdo gets to pass the norms
sign off on the forms!
please let me escape
this can't be my fate
please let me escape!
bleak stockade!
bleak stockade!
Stuck here in your cold hole
blacker than a blind coal
I'm in a deep and bleak stockade
an ultra violet dead shade
I'm sure you're proud of your trap
but I'm not very good with maps
and I'm not set to face storms
I'm bad at filling out forms
please let me escape
this can't be my fate
please let me escape!
Sign off on the forms
weirdo gets to pass the norms
sign off on the forms
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somethings wrong in witchtown
i can smell somethin burnin
somethin funny happnen only
laughers are laughin
smellin someone screaming
tasting someone burnin
witches dyin burnin
burin down
Somethings wrong in witchtown
There no dying to hear it
somethin wicked comin i aint
wanna be near it
seeing someone choking
voices in the smokin
witches burnin burnin
laughin down
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I feel the same damn thing every morning, morning
Too much blood on my hands and there's never a warning
This invitation is just a warning
I feel the same damn thing every morning, morning
Journey to the star of the king of hell
Journey to the star of the king of hell
If you wanna live, swear you'll never tell
the king of hell
I get the same damn orders every night
scortch the earth, burn every house in sight
Come to the rocket alone and prepare for flight
I get the same damn orders every night
Journey to the star of the king of hell
Journey to the star of the king of hell
If you wanna live, swear you'll never tell
the king of hell
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19. |
Now You Hate Me
02:23
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20. |
Take Away my Hands
02:35
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Take my body take my soul
Take my halo take my hole
Tell your devil to take control
You didn't have to go and take away my hands
Tell your neighbor
Tell your king
Tell them nothing
Say everything
Take your hands and show the man
You didn't have to take it all away from me
Take my feelings take my voice
Take my reason take my choice
Tell those people, yeah raise your voice
You didn't have to take it all away from me
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Inside the Succubus
04:29
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Sleep is only strangulation I can't get air there's no air that I trust
Hag keeps riding me to morning I've been inside the succubus Fight and fight to keep from dying
She keeps me strangled and at bay I long ago became her sexual zombie I long ago became her brainless slave I have no home to claim my comfort I dwell at her calling in her lair of peace and rest I guess there's some sort
I can't wash her fluids from my hair I was brought up to give and suffer To heal and be a shield and shelter
I was brought up clean and innocent I had no educuation to fight manipulation I shut down all my mad ambitions
I struggle just to keep the devil fed I've lost my own impulse and volition My lust has driven me into her bed
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22. |
the Languisher
03:43
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Staffs to snakes mud to blood
water into wine
Sky of water 40 nights
Keep us all in line
The crown is down
up is high
sorrow is a sword
lie is spoken
words are words
tragedy is lord
thoughtless judgement
angry men
every first born slain
build a tower into heaven
sunder under pain
hapless victims
childless wombs
gouging out the eyes
hunger famine
burned out beast
fumble with the prize
forever winter
endless night
plummet into hell
lost Atlantis salted fields
know your weapons well
Conquered beast a river damned
eyes without a soul
languishing beneath the stars
in some abandoned hole
the languisher
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he winced from his snuff box and sneered as he wagged his tassle he said how'd a small queen
get to live in such a big castle he'd never have guessed I was bored with such trivial hastles I'm used to dogs barking and whining from privledged assholes but as the night closed in I felt somehow drunker I needed more action than playing the angry debunker the heart is a cave that will swallow a careless spelunker the prince and the punker your honor I sit here to throw up my hands and surrender it's clear from the looks that I get you expect an offender societies darlings are waivered from one or two benders the rest of the dead boys can grind like a child in a blender but as the night closed in I felt somehow drunker I needed more action than playing the angry debunker the heart is a cave that will swallow a careless spelunker the prince and the punker I've listened to you now listen to me you haircuts always wanna say what's best for me a patriot's a pustule of conformity you can't expect a shit house to be odor free I recognise the dungeon of your dull decree your gutter is the goal you have forseen for me your morals can't exceed your shit economy but even in the darkest hour there's hope for me cause no eye is so watchful that I can't be free no weapon is so strong the trigger hand can't bleed
no mouth is ever full when all you eat is greed and pompous politicians live a shallow creed a liar's never safe when there's a fire to feed the fire never burns too deep to scortch the seed no duty's any stronger than a coward's deed you can't expect a forest when your heart's a weed I've listened long enough to brainless litanies
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24. |
Decorator Tornado
01:50
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I'm a sinner I'm a louse
I hide inside your house
My tears are star on the mirror of your car
In the mirror in your car
You gotta be fair
Be nice to me
All I need is you treat me nice
I'm a cavern of royal gloom
I got sixteen reasons be one up on doom
One for the year my heart was black
You can never get those good times back
I'm a cry baby all my life
All I need is you to treat me nice
I'm a decorator tornado
There's a couch where dorothy sits
She got no brains just a giantess and
There's her sister she's sexy too
Too bad she never fucked you
I'm alliance
I am young
Treat me nice give a man some tongue
I'm a decorator tornado
I'm alliance
I am young
Treat me nice give a man some tongue
I'm a decorator tornado
Decorator tornado
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25. |
rAG
03:35
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the form is demure the innocent ripe the skin is submissive there's steam up his pipe there's greed and there's glutting no concience or guilt he lives as he spilt he wipes it off on the child use the rag
his brain is a dragon his poker aglow he has no restraint gave that up long ago he keeps his lures pretty he poisons the milk he lives as he spilt he wipes it off on the child use the rag no one suspects him his practiced demeanor
remains unoffensive and brighter and cleaner but down in his river waits quicksand and silt he lives as he spilt he wipes it off on the child not only that... did I mention he kills? suddenly his squalor overbears him. a bin of rags leaps to life
animated like an avenging golem the shredded soiled cloth chokes him to submission A terrible feeling a terrible pain
there is no repairing or healing again when some of his victims become what he is to stifle and gag a bitter mouthful of rags
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chainer Dave, aka David Bagwell is as full of shit as a chtistmas turkey
We gonna take you in We gonna bust you up and make you pay for your sins it smells like hell to us
we gonna make a bust We gonna load you up we gonna shoot it out and make you pee in a cup
it smells so morally foul we're gonna judge and frown we'll take your kids away gonna place them in foster care we say cause now you're in the pen your baby girl is at the mercy of strange men you got a lot to fear
it smells like weed in here We got to clean our schools make them all conform and make them all obey our rules
we have to keep the fac'try fodder stoked ain't gonna let you smoke Shut up and drink a beer drink all you want there's sleep and comfort near We'll take our share and give you doctor's care shut up it's only fair we'll take your kids away gonna place them in foster care we say cause now you're in the pen your baby girl is at the mercy of strange men
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27. |
the Kissing Cage
01:39
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I was the last to see him alive
My friends and I
Having fossil seasiures
Uninvolved in our respective driveways
Ran into a kissing cage
Behind candy store racks
Calling an ambulance too late
In black iron chicken wire
Loops of passion, everyone on the outside and
Everyone on this inside
Eager, frenzied willing
Pressing fevered mouths together against a chain link cage
Young men and women
Young women and women
Hot tight passionate confined
She told me she was his daughter
Neither of us was attracted to the cage
I ran a finger across her fat face
Went back to the kissing cage
Why do I always feel left out
I turned to see Paul Headwood
He moved to California
He's really a martian
Defeated I picked up a stick and squeezed his head with it
His head turns
To wood
I remember poking fun
Vanquished
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28. |
Shah Ram
03:19
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some say the end of the world is near no love ahead but only fear I have no answer to give you there's no more faith here let the weak pass on for strong let no hope pass as wrong and if I live a thousand years then you may call me shah ram want to live to see the death of human law and the healing of the earth whose wounds are raw want to gather my children and great grand children and wait for the hand of god when the food of my soul is song then nine hundred years won't be too long if I am blessed with a mortal crown then you may call me shah ram may one day all people live with justice peace and love may one day all men lay humbled and see new stairways above may life for all be unending with destitution extinct may I hold fast this to this mortal chalice
to give the prophet a drink bless all the world for a thousand years til then I will be shah ram
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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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