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Satanic Goose Ritual
02:08
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This SATANIC GOOSE RITUAL
is making me institutional.
Summoning the cockatrice
to fill my unholy void
and end my eternal suffering.
When the goose is loose,
there's no use to hide.
The goose will find you,
and then you'll be died.
Unholy avian worship
Blood curdling screams can be heard across the land.
Now you're all part of the fowl's command.
It's gonna kick sand in your eyes,
but that's not the worst part of the bird's surprise.
It'll spread your insides across the jetti.
it's gonna look kinda like spaghetti.
The beast is at at rest,
but it still resides.
The beach is left
how I feel inside.
Unholy avian worship.
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2. |
The Happy Mask Salesman
02:36
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Toxic sludge brain possession
Turning insane with questions
We crashed our car into a hulking dozing semi
Flew out the window and died
and then were sent back to life
To live the same obsessions without learning any lessons
Taunting, insane confessions
Psychotic brain possession
To live or die is to be born into a past life
Time doesn’t pass if there’s no one to watch it
I’m turning time back with a song in your ear
The moon is a circle, expanding and growing
The moon is falling down, smiling from ear to ear
Drops a tear from the sky,
or the ground’s pushing upward
A masked little guy
Dances atop the fucker
That threatens our lives
For the respect that he’s after
from peers that offer laughter and careless aggression
Toxic sludge brain possession
Turning insane with questions
We crashed our car into a hulking dozing semi
Flew out the window and died
and then were sent back to life
To live the same obsessions without learning any lessons
Nobody asked if I want to be stared at
Nobody asked if i wanted to be here
The stars are not moving,
the space is expanding.
The ice wall is looming
The moon is falling down,
Drops a tear from the sky,
as the ground pushes upward
A masked little skeleton
Laughs at the suckers
And threatens our lives
With the sweet satisfaction
of living a life free of love or compassion
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3. |
Earthbound (demo)
01:18
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A meteorite crashes right by my house
and police tell me nothing. They tell me, "Get out!"
Ok desu ka?
What's your favorite thing?
I always wake up when The Beatles sing
and the beetle brings a special stone.
Swat him dead if he flies in your home.
A small life won't get any love
from the great life forms that live up above.
If you swat a fly, then you'll swat your kid
and a pig will give birth to a fuckin pig.
I don't give a fuck about nothing else
but my mom and my best friends and my health.
The hippies and the animals have gone insane,
beat 'em with a bat until they behave.
Eating from the trashcan gives me life.
i'm gonna make my very best friend my wife,
when the Eagle Land starts to go insane,
beat 'em with a bat until they behave.
I'm a crazy kid, but I'm EARTHBOUND.
A mother's love is what I need for me to be birthed down.
it feels so good to be hurt now,
a safety capsule seems kinda absurd now.
I'm EARTHBOUND, I'm EARTHBOUND,
I need to go home,
but my destiny is to save the world.
At least I have a telephone.
I'm EARTHBOUND.
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4. |
The Best Job (acoustic)
01:18
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THE BEST JOB is no job, like the best cop is no cop. A boss is just a tax collector, they take it off the top. If money is exchanged we give power away so THE BEST JOB is no job and a boss is just a tax collector, they take it off the top.
THANKS CHRIS for doing those nice chip tunes and mixing and helping out with this one <3
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