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O! Look Who's Out On Parole!
O! Look who’s out on parole!
Zoot-suited and tutti-fruited!
Cherooted! Beatifically booted!
He’s just traded in his soul
For just one more night
Of jelly roll
For a bottle of Jim or Jack
For another crack at it!
O! Look who’s putting up a fight
At the turnpike
To The Solingen Bridge Of Sword
Which spans the seas’ roar
Desiccating the hearts of The Forlorn -
Portents and loud blasts
From each of the Twelve Thrones
Alas!
For who shall be reborn?
For who shall be reborn?
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Listen to Me, Shirley!
04:20
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Listen To Me, Shirley!
Listen to me, Shirley!
Eight lashes per man
In the gold mines of Moto!
This dog does not bite!
Its a good dog!
Its an Immigration Control Dog!
That’s its job!
And there is no kingdom come
On Doctor Yalom Dot Com
Even through there are no
Atheists in foxholes!
Female thugs with latex gloves
The frog swallowed the Chevy Impala!
When they look at him
Like he was a somebody
It pleases him
Because he is a nobody!
Listen to me, Shirley!
Eight lashes per man
In the gold mines of Moto!
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Beneath Discordant Skies
05:23
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Beneath Discordant Skies
Beneath discordant skies
Fields yield
Sleep steels
Rails heal
Thoughts of him
Locked in
To the pentatonic scale
Who once burned
In the limelight
Taking encore after encore
On into the night
Now in sarcophagus afloat
On canals congealed -
Locked in!
Rails heal
Sleep steels
Fields yields
Beneath discordant skies…
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They’ll be Here Soon
08:22
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They'll Be Here Soon
They’ll be here soon!
No time to pack
Or to adjust the smile
(and I hereby confess
I have shamefully failed
Wholly to excavate
The last drop of my bile)
They’ll be here soon -
No point in looking back
They’ll have blown-up the shack
Poured crude on the patch
And fenced-off the stile -
They’ll be here soon -
O! New Regime!
Thou reignest supreme!
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5. |
Hat
02:19
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Hat
Home
Is where
I hang
With her
Inside
My head -
My other
Three-quarters!
Stay In!
Dont even smile!
And tune in
To The Reptile!
Home
Is where
I hang…
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Cut It!
Cut that cloud in two
With a chainsaw, God!
And sacrifice your golden fleece!
Take a break and slake
Celestial thirst
With ambrosia
Brewed by the Baron
Cimitière -
Cut it!
With your cherubim
And your seraphim
With your chainsaw, God!
And condescend
To look down
And have a laugh
At the Pygmies of Paulton
You designed Yourself!
Pulsating!
And strobed by the hedge!
Shying
From the raining down
Of the translucent gliders of gauze
And their sacrificial virgin pilots!
Never to reach Arnhem!
Biting the dust
And ashes of your mines -
Golden black menhirs
Reach for the sky!
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Empty Vessels
06:22
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Empty Vessels
I am an empty vessel
I make a lot of noise
I love to do the washing-up
I’m not one of the boys!
Have you got any bing
Have you got any bing,
Have you got any bing
Crosby?
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Amour De Ma Vie
05:08
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Amour De Ma Vie
The sun is out
The sky is blue
But your heart
Is deluged
The sun is out
The sky is green
But your tears
Are running in
Torrents and streams
The sun is out
The sky is black
Your are turning
Your back
Amour de ma vie
C’etait prévu
Amour de ma vie
C’est vous! C’est vous!
O! Bienvenue!
Amour de ma vie
Hors de ma vue
Adieu! adieu!
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What’s This Mission All About?
Whats this mission all about?
Hard-drop women and a slice of steel?
A little sunday war for a cut of the gate?
The inalienable right to cling-wrap up in a concrete flag when a good god appeals?
The increased number of scientists wearing crepe?
The reinforced cyberfields of the eternally glucose words of faith?
The Commander-In-Chief of The Deceased and Sheik Amir al Jamby?
The Wasted Men in their Land of Bleak?
A thousand mile hike through new guinean head-hunting jungle only to rinse it blue and polyglot?
Atop your wooden hill where the perfumed teardrop is distilled?
So whats this mission all about?
Olodum! Olodum!
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The Fish Needs A Bike
04:49
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The Fish Needs A Bike
The fish needs a bike
& the bike needs
A big bowl of japanese phlegm
The japanese phlegm
Needs the businessmen
The businessmen
Dont hitch-hike
The dead woman lives
The gave a little bit of her life
The fish needs a bike
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Enemy Ears
Liberate the statue!
Extend The Happy Hour!
Legalise the loaded sky!
I will soon come to power!
Pedestals all empty
The masons have run for cover
They infiltrate the armoured rain
And indoctrinate the flowers
You who are immortal
You live in ivory towers
Sandblast away your granite tears!
I will soon come to power!
Cherry Blossom Polish
I love Cherry Blossom Polish
I love Kiwi too
I lick your boots
I salute you!
I salute you!
I salute you!
I shoot you!
The sky is dark with airplanes
Something falls
It is not rain
The sky is dark with airplanes
Something falls
Which stops the game
Its Blurt's fault
Blurt's to blame
I could not stand the pressure
I could not stand the strain
I just want to hear
Your medals jingling-jangling in the breeze
As you're bending over
To shove a Black & Decker
Through their knees
Because I love Cherry Blossom Polish
I love Kiwi too
I lick your boots
I salute you!
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