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SHREDded LETtuce
01:49
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what could incinerate a stick in the mud?
special smithereen, always everything
~shredded lettuce~
& did u know just where the garbage could go? it goes from a little can, to a bigger can, to a big can to a gigantic can
~shredded lettuce~
& did u notice that the cheese is controlled? it goes from a little hand to a bigger hand, to a big hand to a gigantic hand
~shredded lettuce~
(shredded lettuce i guess)
suppose your memories dissolve in the rain, spotty molecules, strewn to solitude
that was just a bunch of
shredded lettuce
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bad cat
02:50
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bad faggot, suffering the city
hand bags been holding up her secrets
house fly, muddying the water
dead pet been fucking up the carpets
what will we say the day the cloud goes up in smoke?
& the day after the night after the library burns what will we know?
(good grief, sigh till u die)
I've seen your reflection on the water
I'd seen your shadow in the mirror
bad cat just shredding up the sofa
big dog been shitting where you wanna
there is a lady walking always round the lake
so many people with their loved ones lost & taken
no one makes it home on their own
flimflam I never should have bothered
next time I'll never leave the corner
old friend, shadow in the mirror
dead pet, reflection on the water
i've seen your shadow in the mirror
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HOLE INTO YOURSELF
02:03
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the only way out
is through a hole into yourself
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dissolve
02:37
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all of it dissolves
that's why sometimes I have to have a spasm
amazed & afraid the houses that you made
the walls will dissolve
that's why sometimes I have to have a spasm
thin lines, sometimes will split you down the middle
sometimes in the night, they'll eat you if you're little
they've got you where they want you
they want you where they've got you
bright lights, blue lines might shoot you just for wiggles.
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Xociety
03:40
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moisturizing & metastasizing by xociety.
undulating & adulterating by xociety.
plasticized, democratized by xociety.
illuminated and obilterated by xociety.
brite lites big city (xociety)
neck tyer high wire (xociety)
dead mother dark water (xociety)
wite widow rich sicko (xociety)
blood thickens slim pickins (xociety)
loopdy loopin duke nukem (xociety)
lips sticky miss piggy (xociety)
meat paddy sad daddy (xociety)
bad machine juice machine sex machine hot machine
coke machine cash machine god machine dog machine
you are a track star.
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pOOr glOria
01:47
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hey jelly bean poor gloria, baby you could call me out,
till the wheel creeks around again, & still the wheel creeks right around
(is your butt ok? ((yes)) is your hair ok? ((i think i'm good)) ok lets try to keep the tempo up this time)
poor gloria, still the wheel creeks around
(so one kid says to the other ((man i like your shoes, i'll buy them and you're gonna get paid)))
still the wheel creeks around, poor gloria
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there is no sorry
06:05
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isn't that as far as we could go?
isn't that like something you should know?
isn't that a warm breeze?
isn't that the size of the sea?
isn't that a bucket full of rain?
isn't that just something people say?
there is no sorry
isn't that a dead rat?
isn't that my bad?
isn't that a bucket full of rain?
isn't egg all over my face?
there is no sorry
but i feel sorry
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