EVERYONE I WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL WITH
IS DEAD
Another summer rolls by
And I can't help but feel pain
All those familiar faces
Come back to haunt me again
Whether I hated their guts
Or hardly knew them at all
I always felt far away
Beside them there in the halls
My yearbook keeps me informed
My yearbook keeps me in line
Its an obituary
Gives me a concept of time
We've graduated and grown
From a real world once our own
Yet we have proven them wrong
By dropping off all along
CARRY STRESS IN THE JAW (SLEEP PART
II)
Powder grinding mouthful
Pull the day from the nocturn
Sonmiloquist is the nightmare's song
"In the multiplied objects of the external world
I had no thoughts
but for the teeth...and of Bernice I more seriously believed
that all her
teeth were thoughts...the white and ghastly spectrum of
the teeth...
meditations were never pleasureable...the phantasma of
the teeth
maintained its terrible ascendency..." (Poe)
Lock into bitten dreams perfectionist
break like a childs mouth
THE SECRET SONG
Quiet
Don't tell anybody
Don't let 'em know
There's a secret
I know the secret song now
They wouldn't tell me
But somehow I found out
Yeah
Goddammit, I'm pissed off
I didn't get to play on it at all
No way
They kicked me out of the band
DESERT SEARCH FOR TECHNO ALLAH
All but the truth - forget
And from this union cup
We will drink wine tonight
Qiyamat qiyamat a tawil'
Qiyamat qiyamat insan al kamel
Haqiqat itself is drunk
So drinks the Hidden Imam
Pride of the peacock angel
Under the feather veils
Dark tresses under the black light
VIOLENZA DOMESTICA
Cattiva come adesso, non sono stato mai.
Ti faro male in posti nessuno potra mai vedere...nessuno!
Posti che ti faranna male per il resto della tua vita!
"Perche?"
"Ma perche?"
"Ma sempre, sempre cosi..."
"Guarda eh... Ma, ma voglio dire che...che"
"Io non sono una persona che..."
"Basta! basta...basta, hai capito!"
"Ti prego!"
Sai che puoi fidarti solo di me, non ti crederanno mai.
Escolta, escolta, escolta mi bene, occhio!
I denti non possano dire niente, senza la lingua,
perche la tua lingua e' mia, mia, MIA!
AFTER SCHOOL SPECIAL
My mom is better than
Your mom and your dad too
She knows nutrition well
That's why I'm trim & lean
Because she cooks
She cleans
She lies...she says
I'm handsome
Once dad hit me so hard
Mom felt it on her cheek
Because she cooks
She cleans
She lies...she says
I am handsome (that's right)
My mom
Is better than
Your mom and your dad too
She's there when she needs to be there
That's why I'm here today
Because she cooks
She cleans
She lies...she says...
You fuckin' lied to me
PHLEGMATICS (SLEEP PART III)
I awake covered in snot
Dreamt I swallowed my teeth
And tried to cough them up
Pulmonate gastropod
Oh, for insomnia!
Render me proficient
If not at least useful
BACKSTROKIN'
Happy to be backstrokin'
(do dat do dat do dat dat do dat...)
Fartin', pissin', and strokin' my fucking dick
PLATYPUS
Ornithorhynchus anatinus - platypus
Sleeping geology
On the isolated shore
For millions of years
Experimental continent
On purpose or accident?
Mysterious evolving
Problem solving
A vaudeville? A nation including one superior creation
A vertebra? Inverted...quite unheard of...
Orphan in a family
And a sole survivor
He's a living fossil
Reptillian? Mammalian
He's a bird-beaked, beaver-butt Australian
Amphibious? Paradox wearing plaid socks
Furry beetle? A bugbear, and a palezoologist's nightmare
Symmetrical physique of disbelief
The platypus has the brain of a dolphin
and can be seen driving a forklift in his habitat of kelp
He is the larva of the flatworm
and has the ability to regenerate after injury
No relation to the flounder.
Someone shipped him to the blokes
Who said he was a hoax
So they cut him to pieces, wrote a thesis
A cranium of deceit, he's prone to lie and cheat;
It's no wonder -- a blunder from down under
Duckbill, watermole, duckmole!
Barnacle
MERRY GO BYE BYE
They're shining searchlights in the sky
'Cause there's a new God in the sign
It says their map is not their terrier work
And then I broke my telescope
But that's the nature of the game
And you have to play
Bring back the pain of a god that's never blue
You're in control of the whole damned universe
Bring back the shame and the bright lights on a few
It keeps me coming back to you
The deaths were faked, the laughs were cries
But ressurrections are doing fine
You got me walking into suicide
And I'll be there right by your side
In reproduction at your merry go bye bye
Here to paradise they go
Brighter made is their woe
As above, so below
We reached for an outside point of view
But its out of touch with me and you
I feel I'm walking into suicide
But you'll be right there by my side
To beam my message into space as I die
Bring back the shame of the many for the few
Get on your knees and I'll be coming back to you
Bring back the pain of an inverse world for two
It keeps me coming back to you
