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Exit Lexicon
06:52
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Planets tangle up
Stars all fired up
Playgrounds coincide and toy cars collide
Toy cars collide
If you’re coming out to play
Bring your bucket and your spade and shut your mouth
We wade through the fire ‘til it’s out
We wade through the fire
The dogs have been howling at the open door
Sly and thievish
Their left eyes twitching
I’m sorry that ghost isn’t holy anymore
Forget the mawkish and their churches
Family tree stumps and broken branches
The dogs have been howling all night
Planets tangle up
Stars all fired up
Create, protect, destroy and fall asleep in the crater when it’s over
Dream of your holy monster
Destroy all impostors
Dream of your eerie father
White moth in the night
Enticed by the lights
A wild bird in the house
A creature wanting out
Creatures wanting out
Through the window to your room
I can see you
Wanting me to
Sleep in the cloud dunes
To sleep in the cloud dunes
Animals rampaged
Overthrowing things
Sly and thievish
Their left eyes twitching
I’m sorry that ghost isn’t saying anything
Forget the mawkish and their churches
Their family tree stumps, their broken branches
The dogs have been howling all night
Dream of your holy monster
Destroy all impostors
Dream of your eerie father
We’re reckless with the blade
Still I watch you through the eyelid
Behind my wall
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2. |
Phenotyping
05:13
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Hey
Take a picture
Catch a fetching creature
Freeze my eggs
Hey
We all admin
This weirdo
Until it gets away
Who's
Overseeing
Is anyone controlling
This spectacle
Is anyone driving
Or know where we're going
With this vehicle
And it’s so hard to find a comfortable rhythm
And yet beauty’s in the eye of the algorithm
If you see me, see me, see me, I grow
See me, see me, see me, I grow
This
Is a lecture
How to grasp a rampant future
Freeze my eggs
Hey
We all know it
This pony is gonna shit some day
Hiding in plain sight
There's a robot in your eye
Stealing time
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3. |
The Mediterroranean
07:58
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A universe
In laundry bags
The stars and clouds
In a vile dance
A consequence
A horrid place
Young prince
Young king of whatever the days will bring
Home
Through the nights
With prying clouds
Into the future with or without your bodies
A nervous move
A fatal dance
Young kid, young man
Commander of chance
A grand plan
A crazy mind
The son and father
Director of circumstance
You surf the grave
You ride the waves
Into the future with or without your bodies
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4. |
1347
06:07
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While the mere atropine means no real harm, the crash is a flight from this realm
From my velvety and aniline blue orchid bed
To whom do I owe all this money sent for me with love and forgery
Interstellar freight with invisible couriers
An orchid the size of a man and mesmeric succubi shall sleep with me tonight
Any tricks will be punished with death
I signal to you with my finger drawing figures in the air in my hospital room
We stand still in the air while the vessel’s feigning death
While I travel with fair Helena on her sky chateau island, I would never lead her on
There’s a credible copy of my dead body still in bed
Outside the case and freed from its weight
We’re going home
For I know the world
I have 2000 years on earth and my revolver
Bludgeoned to suspended animation
But impossible to put out
For I know the world
I have 2000 years on earth and my revolver
Captive, breathing prussic acid
But impossible to put out
On this side of the crust
You can never give up the ghost with the one bullet
Condemned to annihilation
But impossible to do away with
Outside the case and freed from its weight
We’re going home
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5. |
Dead with Me
05:09
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The dog is in a state of savagery
It salivates all over me
It answers solely to the moon and only barks at men
I won’t complain, it’s not who I am
I could explain but you’d never understand
See, this is a dog thing, it’s something between us dogs
All the biting, all the barking, all the howling
This is a primeval abyss
You’re on the one side of the peacefulness
You’re on the one side of the genocidal mess
This is a primeval abyss
And I’m on the right side of this
I’m Abraham self-harming again
Deliberate self-mutilation
In sacrifice and cowardice and humiliation
I’m made in the broken image of a god
My paws will never heal from the scars
I’m in a primeval abyss
You’re on the one side of the genocidal mess
You’re on the one side of the recklessness
I’m on the right side of this
This is a primeval abyss
All the girls in Eden
Those heavenly celestial beings
Drop dead out of this world divine
I’ve never found a way around
Having to drag you along
Dead with me
All the way home
Now the dogs are feral, out of hand
Yelling, but I’m only looking mad
It’s paying attention to something but not to my command
I won’t complain, it’s not who I am
I could explain but you’d never understand
See, this is a dog thing, it’s something between us dogs
All the chasing, all the biting, all the killing
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I never seem to find the rhythm
All my chakras seem to glitch a little
I have opened every window
I have opened all the doors
I close my eyes
To watch the spaciousness of mind
I drop the armor though it’s cold out and I’m freezing my tits off
A tumor the size of a six months old fetus in the belly
Let us go in again
For a panacea
For a cup of tea
Mrs. Bays
Is the house awake yet dreaming?
Little have I bothered you, Father
Never have I called the doctor
To get my act together
I commend the Bushmen of the Kalahari Desert
For a panacea
Letting it all fall away
A tumor the size of a basketball feeding in the belly
Let us think
It away
Think it away
Mrs. Bays
Is the house awake yet dreaming?
Is everyone away?
Or are we profiting from fear of dying?
Think it away
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7. |
My Own Summer (Shove It)
04:06
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Hey you, big star
Tell me when it's over
Hey you, big mood
Guide me to shelter
'Cause I'm through when the two
Hits the six and it's summer
(Cloud)
Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Shove) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(The sun) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Aside) Shove it aside!
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the streets and no sun
In my own summer
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn
(Cloud)
Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Shove) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(The sun) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Aside) Shove it aside!
Shove! Shove it! Shove it!
(Shove) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(The sun) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Aside) Shove it aside!
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the streets and no sun
In my own summer
Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Shove) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(The sun) Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!
(Aside) Shove it aside!
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8. |
Pareidolia
03:20
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As it whirls around
Sometimes animals emerge in the clouds
Hiding in plain sight
There’s a rabbit in the moon shining light
Making figures appear
And arrange in ways
That would make Rorschach dazed
And then they clear
Nevermind those staring faces in your room
They’re easily scared just like the moving figures
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