1. |
Fire in Philadelphia
01:14
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2. |
Brink Over Chicken
01:36
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Brink Over Chicken
brink over chicken
white feathers red farming
time in the brinkhouse
mother on the clock
no drill solution
it no payment
dream shocks
come out plasma
sucking top water
there sight
there spasm
drop in arrest
fist sleep
brink of salient
clear bowl bottom split rise
it no nest
it past volution
brink over chicken
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3. |
Surgery
04:15
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Surgery
a dream a dazzle
knife edge flicking dry lips licking
smooth as a dream a 12 inch seam
cuts like a dream, a 12 inch seam
oh surgery
some kind of temple, New York maybe
stepping down stone room round
standing, facing and with scalpel
a tool for tracing the exchange of faces
a drowning light became our shroud
then drowning light became our shroud
oh surgery
"I'M ALLRIGHT " I said post operatively
oh sea of mystery envelope me
oh sea of mystery envelope me
I want to drown in warm water where the pale blue waves jujitsu me
oh surgery
I wanna drown in warm water where the pale blue waves inhale me
oooh surgery
smooth as a dream a 12 inch seam
cuts like a dream, a 12 inch seam
I wanna drown in warm water where the pale blue waves inhale me
oh surgery
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4. |
Ampheta Speak
02:26
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Ampheta Speak
mouth of violets
sudden perimeter
ampheta speak
tender to groan
one on one
motor
sick of ruby
my cracked fly
monked lights give out monkey rights
your heart dissolve
your water roll over
speak ampheta
finger to mouth
bowel on bowel
your logic convictions
hope the blood hope the blood
savage buckets
gone ignition
damp honour under stomach
your tents to amnesia
the wires promise
nothing goes out
nothing goes out protection
bent forward in sleep
little miracle coax
ampheta speak late with rows of gumby
there no pro-eye miser
the brain waits to milk
mother no sleep
mother amp mine
the birds stay rocked
this is no spectacle
the seats are of soak
ampheta speak
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5. |
While I Wait
02:12
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While I Wait
while I wait
really real
and
and tho’ waiting
action,
no hesitation
really real
while I
I, I, I really really
can’t can’t can’t
can’t quite can’t quite
I really can’t quite
can’t quite quite
really real
of course of course
of course of course
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6. |
Mouse Sleep
03:54
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Mouse Sleep
slaughter comes through periscope
slow liquid sting
pinch of thigh
broken treaty
bone drunk in cartiledge
crossing threshold cribs of birdcage
flint at the mouth
bigot drains rehearse replies
in brittle spit of brain crane
coddled in mouse sleep
gorgon flash zorro my heart
ward of a mute crime
when it holds me like a burden
I take on the weight
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7. |
Sharp's Loose
03:33
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Sharp’s Loose
do you hear me daddy
Do you hear me daddy
do you
hear me
Do you hear me daddy
do you
do you do you do you
scream
Are you me
are you are you are you are you are you
are you
hear me daddy daddy daddy
are you are you are you
are you
are you are you are youareyou
scream
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8. |
This Bliss
04:27
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This Bliss
I saw you wanting meta-fitness
hunger valour
very sore
looking for edges
this bliss
i am able
i can stumble
walking down the bed
tough sanction bell wise
a kind of heat
the bridge is quick
there's a fascination in large toys
i am able
i can stumble
in trick
you go ripe and blossom poison
I tell your travel a thousand eyes
I put your place from the silence
don't wink
movage of archers
hearts outside of stable
sex a passage strange
door motive root
this tread your in
a museum skin
tread light suction like amoeba
honor honor
i am able
i can stumble
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9. |
No Manifesto
05:00
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No Manifesto
milking ministrar
so many lapping
take away the leftovers
the kitchen sap
left out for the animals
crooned promises
no delivery
the bobbing language
fools shut with apples
under the surface
observing distortion
the bent line
resting on hypothesis
an amnesia so gentle
leaking registers
take no notice
concern drops to helpless thirst
on our knees to drink
the poke of the holsters
jabbing at our gums
mixing water and blood
in these sinks of saliva
the bedridden mouths
groaning in exhortation
the dishes of doctors
inciting commodities
this bandage on my head
protection or capitulation?
tell me, tell me
must I give up my bed?
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10. |
Feed
01:00
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11. |
Limbo
11:43
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Limbo
arriving moscow its 10 below
3 a.m negative tropics
he has only a shirt
outside the native clan sediment
a fellow disease
i am your comrade and the weather is no indiscretion
ah spoke the talisman
who had no clean position
here is your innuendo
belonging to a long dead aficionado
it was a many colored coat
not known to have stayed around
it will cover you to the border
and then it will let you down
limbo respited walked round
so as to lose his prelate and forward staring
pre-req of landing unarmed
he saw in visceral
the airport was a glaring corpse
de-copetic so his holes did relate
but it was not embargo
he was no infantry type
that was conditional
no fat in the nest
but long gone tribunal
skunked on a battery
and saying i don't do that
for the eagle eye
he had no motive
and was ponderosa mostly
taking it upon himself to invent prescriptions
for all the inhabituals in his missions
being non furniture he would try them out on the embankment
unzoned histories elbowing charred servant feats
and bypassing slavery on a small frail byway
then landing for supper a deserted idea
thinking this paradiceamatic a very good place
to learn funeral moves
while in the house
the stove cope was always spout on
some rum insane vine clinging to messes
heap a light heap a light
the invective mercy of class missionary
in these states limbo would soon make off
to defrocked escalator where he could hunt
i want to go up
he'd tell the war council
it the perfect equator to enter you arrive
no one knows over church
you just have to figure and fix things
there's only so much clay
they say well let's have an interrogation
alluding to a big plan
limbo would sit on an available
like an arbitrary mishap
having no relatives
he would speak in plain languages
where were you born?
in a seed like a motor
and carrying with him a slight infliction
concerning colors
which would suddenly loom out of the mouths
of these safely proclaimed creatures
who were his friends first and then a sort of room
in which he ran plans and facts of occupation riveting
steadfast and lurid to the tune of a tollbooth conscript
and with the root beat he was a ruthless tammy cloth
using a form of time neglect wherein everything was abducted
immediately upon annihilating all so callous signs
and the creatures on color were put on a without wall prescript
and sped up past the speed of right
and there walked sophist
and he had no infliction
the loose toy from the docks
the plumber entering from the window
in trick and primate
in moscow they turned out the lights
and limbo left uncertainly
he was rootless that was his use
outside his coat attacked
in a report of foreign weather
I'm just a presence going don't bother me
what kind of world is that
to come coded for quixote
its off heat
what make you move so con man?
limbo he move away he say
i got my congenital will on
it go crash it go faster
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Ut London, UK
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