1. |
The Port
01:45
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There is no mistake in our precious decay
In our own weakness we find ourselves prey
The safety of a bed to lie underneath
Dreaming of a way to sharpen my teeth
Highways are stretched and raised like a scar
Feeding on insects that came from afar
They do not know me for the disguise
There is no language but the look in your eyes
Traffic roars from inside the hive
Feel the pulse and know we're alive
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2. |
More Than Nude
03:16
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He moves in for the kill
She's a dancing flame
Many other men
Too drunk too stand
There is a cause
It is this way
Some old one's dressed
And caked with paint
The supple shapes
And careful eyes
While the weary
Reach for the dip (Turn away)
You can never know
How you look
On the shelf
Or exactly how
You will be sold
The cats will kill
To see if they can
The rats will run
In search of food
They move like they know
Because they do
It comes across
As more than nude
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3. |
Homo Homini Fetus
03:57
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Is this hell what it seems
The dark night full of dread
Drag around in the bars
Or lie awake in bed
Can only hide so long
Before I'll be seen
In the shimmering glow
Of the sin machines
The secret few
Whose voices I hear
They don't know that I listen
And am filled with fear
The moment I break
Feel compelled to call
I give no sound
That could tell it all
All the hidden lust
That asks not why
Is an uneasy look
Inside the eyes
As I was born to be
I will desire in vain
No matter how much
I may lose or gain
I long for the moon
Like a moth to flame
I see two burning lights
That look the same
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4. |
The Riggers
01:18
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5. |
Exposed
02:38
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Aimlessly walking the streets
Stopping at strange lawns
Picking up some dirty toys
As the evening yawns
Far away the neglected room
The dog shit on the floor
Just leave before they get back
Duck in the green door
You get a twenty if you dance to david bowie
I'm milking the cash machine
Something about that wig she wore
That seemed obscene
Miasma in a smokey jug
On the edge of town
Still they won't play my song
And I won't lay it down
Beer and fluid made their mark
in the taxis rear
Time to play the slide trombone
In the drivers ear
It's hard to tell sometimes
Why they do what they do
Film unrolled across the bar
Offended people spew
Is this really where I live
It seems so still
Here take this credit card
I think I'm going to be ill
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6. |
Gone
03:19
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I've got it, It's in my hands
I feel it pulling in my sure grip
My prey I have stalked
With fever, all of my life
No one can know what this is
To behold in death
Like weightless sex
Spinning upside down ballet
It is not the drugs or lack of sleep
And I have not eaten
Miles above the tortured plain
As seen through a haze
I am knowing to the core
The untouchable at last
Through these waves I send this down
You can't touch me, I'm gone
(It's all in your mind, ok)
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7. |
All Aboard
05:36
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8. |
Out
02:21
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Out like the warning lights
In the car of your mind
Cool like an ice cube
That tastes like rotten meat
Floating in a glass of old crow
Hip like leaning on the pinball machine
Talking to someone else
Drunk like an old friend
Who doesn't know when to stop
Gone like a wish
You can't remember why you made
Spent like someone else's money
On a lottery
Home like a frog
In the frozen mud of winter
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9. |
From Dusk Till Dawn
03:48
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A call from one, a game of cards
Two plus one is crowded inside
In this night the pets are nervous
As it seems like war
Rows of trees and telephone wires
Not unlike the farms
Engines roar in the cooling night
In the glow of stores
Bone white teeth in a bartenders smile
The tiny cars are all out of clowns
It's hard to see through all the faces and breasts
There they are in the pool, drinking the water
Time lost in the glow of a screen
Until it's just no use
Friends stalking out in the weeds
Like raccoons
In the shadows sneaking away
They'll be there all night
The unknown moves itself outside
And quietly down the street
Monkeys chatter under florescent lights
In between the rides
Sometimes coffee can be thinner than water
With cheese and fries
Slippery steps in the cold with no light
The den is quiet feel around on the floor
It's not strange to sleep side by side
Eyes wide open, nothing breathes
Rolling over, it's been an hour
The sun will come up at any moment
I hear a suspicious rhythmic sound
It's just my heart, pounding in my chest
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10. |
Track Ten
03:21
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11. |
Libramoto
04:43
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Rows of boy scouts
Marching like hitler youth
Up to some road work on main street
Maintaining formation jumping into the pit
Trudging through the trench
Begin singing the anthem
Once again I have left my body
And watch hovering overhead
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12. |
My House
03:55
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Cracked open my head
Put a screwdriver in my ear
This is, no way
What is this that you hear
The ripples that spread
This hand, this fist
Brotherhood of orange cone
Where has the monkey gone
Speakers hiss
We are the dirty spawn
Gnawing on a bloody bone
Footfalls and floorboards shake
Wind moves the place to creak
These ghosts
Do not hear me speak
I'll take what I take
Quietly
Glowing embers give spark
With the heaving of the ship
Waves swelling in the dark
Meat is punctured on the tip
Eyes that follow their mark
The captain
Not distracted by the cold
I've been wading with the fish
Far away
Leather pants and sweaty quish
Tadpoles filling up the hold
Feeding, eating
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