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mental hatchets
03:21
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they tell me everything's alright
they tell me everything's just fine
long as delivery from droned flight
and some of us are swaddled in those city lights
they tell me everything's alright
gentrifying hordes really help blight
you can fall back to ssri,
but not some walden pond-like escapist flights
everything's ooo...
so let's walk after dark, bury mental hatchets by the park
here we go, blasting headphones
yeah we'll walk after dark, bury mental hatchets by the park
heaven knows... nothing
so far as sayings go, I think
ne'er do well sayings can go to hell
yeah everything's gonna be alright
sorry bob marley to ironize
just sip ipa and swipe right
keep workin, playin hard in those city lights
they tell me everything's alright
tell me to accept and normalize
no politics at dinner, nor show night
better buckle up, let chaos drive for awhile
everything's ooo...
so let's walk after dark, bury mental hatchets by the park
here we go, blasting headphones
yeah we'll walk after dark, bury mental hatchets by the park
heaven knows... nothing
so far as sayings go, I think
ne'er do well sayings can go to hell
they tell me everything
they tell me everything
they tell me everything gonna be just fine, a-ok with wine
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redwood
04:24
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won't you come with me to the brook and skip some stones
as we endure verdant evergreens of sorrow
like heavy pebbles resisting their own gravity
we'll skip through life's choppy waters and sing through the breeze
and don't you give up on who you are
even through life's splintering redwood falls
and though we know astrology's a farce
we can still lay and count our lucky stars
let's unfurl an old woolen picnic blanket
and in this dappled moment find respite
though mind's foliage usually blocks out the warmth
we still have each other's embracing arms
so don't you give up on who you are
even through life's splintering redwood falls
and though we know astrology's a farce
we can still lay and count our lucky stars
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3. |
anne
02:46
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bide my time
take it slow
the summertime
comes before long
i met a girl
her name, it brought
the least pleasure
anhedonia
she rolls off the tongue
with a little exertion
shifty, pulls an end run around your lethargic efforts to buck her
bide my time
this grey will end, it will
but not before
she's had her fill
the mirror stage
comes with its costs
but upon reflection this old bird
has greater claws
she rolls off the tongue
with a little exertion
shifty, pulls an end run around your lethargic efforts to buck her
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4. |
mini city heart attack
03:32
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my backpack is full of paperbacks i am not remotely close to finished w yet
they'll still be here long after I'm dead
strolling from one dusty apartment bookcase to the next
debating amongst themselves whose owners' taste
they signified best
just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack
i'm stuck in soho hell, what a plastic scene
if everyone's so hot why is the makeup layered down like the pleistocene -- any geologists here?
man forget about williamsburg, it is the new disney world, the museum in virginia is more authentic
although the french tourists in bk can talk sartre convincingly like they've read him
just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack
oh god here I go again, with the esoteric writing
speak to the kids, music lovin' 20somethins ... the demographics! so says my mental publisher
alienated teenagers, anything for a dollar,
but here's the thing: even 'vernacular' is a five dollar word-- come on, four quarters?
just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack
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5. |
deranged
04:08
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6. |
simone
06:10
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never ever meant to be so cruel
never meant to show bad times
never meant for you to play the fool
though it's often possible now with my mind
never ever needed xanadu
just a dose of sap, a moment of your time
a xanax with merlot would also do
to help me find a savvy closing line
you want me girl, better wait for me to learn
your wild eyes still sway the mercurial
you want me girl, better wait it out, i'll eventually shout I'm no slick casanova
so au revoir my de beauvoir
hello siesta
walking in the morning sun like I never had no doubt
and if there's anything you want I'll be sure to track it down
if there's anything you'd like to hear, well..
always always have to be so true
always must provide the greatest time
and if we're being confidantes with booze
don't confidently go through with grand designs
always always reaching for the stars
til those pleiades offer polite applause
never a moment of filler or lark
can't play at ease with ballads this serious
where were we? oh yeah some prick's emotional story
singin' woe is me for mistakes he keeps making
so you want her, man? better understand
girls are wont to stand for this hem and haw'n
so au revoir my de Beauvoir
hello siesta
walking in the morning sun like i never had no doubt
and if there's anything you want I'll be sure to track it down
if there's anything you'd like to hear, well..
if those bored people watchers on the hot subway would stop making me feel so damn queasy then maybe i'd find something sweet to say yeah maybe I'd write a great tragedy
oh If those bored people watchers on the hot subway would stop making me feel so damn queasy then maybe I'd find something sweet to say yeah maybe i'd write a great tragedy
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7. |
multiverse
05:37
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i'll give my whole heart to you
if you but give me yours, too
and in this moment we choose
our fingers crossed, all ruse
no don't you even try
cuz we're twisted like a windsor tie
no don't you even try
too exhausting to conjure alibis
i give up, now what in the world are we to do?
a sacred order or a wild gonzo zoo
too much to take in, never enough to consume
two broads options but everything confused
oh yes take it as it comes
cuz all's nothing but electric stimulus
oh yes do it if you dare
grinning devils everywhere
and the cherubs are all so square
but they're the ones who are so insincere
the way she moves
it's like the past begun again
a boom, the multiverse has sung
it goes on and on, it goes on and on
all my love to you, all my love to you,
when only kitsch will do, and
nothing could be more true
well except anything cerebral
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8. |
sunday
04:55
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new trend on the subway: some minor grafitti
maybe we're bout to go back to the late 70s
well I guess won't be all bad, least rent will be dirt cheap
roll the die, avoid the crime, do whatever you can for free
o but this is just me on existential dread sunday
throw in a thunderstorm and I'll start imagining doomsday -- as a preference
now i cant help but thinking
that someday high rise luxury
buildings will be the next dive for some crust punk kids squatting
they got floor to ceiling windows, marble kitchen islands,
and all brokers will be more broke
than machines for washing and drying,
o but this is just me on existential dread sunday
throw in a thunderstorm and I'll start imagining doomsday -- as a preference
so our mad max kids have each other's arms
and toxic fumes are a helluva drug
beats the shit out of
getting the shit beat out of you for your dry sticks
am I really that far off, am i really that astray?
all I know is that if true, graffiti's the new chauvet
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9. |
the desert
03:51
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when left for dead
advisable not to hold your breath
abandonment is like
miles and miles of desert
watch the mirage and just laugh at the waves
better than hoping for water
where have all my friends gone?
must've got lost in all their fun...
let's get urban
no need to cover it up with turbans
the resentment
is like scaffolding outside your apartment
first it starts off as a cleaning job
then it sulks on the sidewalk for years
where have all my friends gone?
must've got lost in all their fun...
reaching out must be so damn hard
like tap water in berlin showers
where have all my friends gone?
must've got lost in all their fun...
reaching out must be so damn hard
like tap water in berlin showers
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rusted
03:30
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rusted out
brittle breaks the strong and stout
oxidation
when a state ends a good run
or has it just begun?
fossilized
what is rigid was once agile
calcification
when a state ends a good run
or has it just begun?
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little spoon
03:26
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the drinks are tall, the dress is short
the way you swirl your straw makes me squirm
but i tell you the sunset at night
the rays better than don delillo could write
and i'll be your little spoon if you'll be mine
and i'll be your little spoon if you'll be mine
i'll be your little spoon if you'll be mine
i'll be your little spoon
so then we take our turns
yes we roll our bodies over
and we take our turns
yes we we roll our bodies over
the night is old, the day is young
but that never stopped the buzzed from cutting their fun
a cig as staff, all are rapt as you hold court
tell me how you rule, i'm your jester
and i'll be your little spoon if you'll be mine
and i'll be your little spoon if you'll be mine
i'll be your little spoon if you'll be mine
i'll be your little spoon
so then we take our turns
yes we roll our bodies over
and we take our turns
yes we we roll our bodies over
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zoom dates
02:34
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send him a note
'let's do the right thing'
always be sure to mask your face
rubbing elbows
among other things
they say never to let a crisis go to waste
covered in rubber, we're sanitary, grasping for some semblance of sanity
we're lockdown lovers who matched last week
loneliness be gone, keep six feet away
when you can stand no more zoom dates
and you may only know user names
a yes or a no
no need to feel shame
cdc knows everyone has needs
picnics are dope
but then there's the rain...
summers in NY always steamy
subaltern culture, but medically safe
who says a dungeon's necessary?
we're gonna recover, be a thing to see
until then the times suggests the kinky
when you can stand no more zoom dates
and you may only know user names
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scanner
03:25
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living under scanners, darlin' don't you ever leave your home
oh no, oh no
but don't you ever feel alone
living under scanners, darlin' don't you ever use your phone
oh no, oh no
and don't you ever feel alone
oh no
no don't you ever feel alone
oh no
you must be on to something when they push back
you know it ain't folly and that's a fact
you know you're on to something when...
living in a scanner darkly, won't ya ever please atone?
oh yes, oh yes
digital panopticon
living under under scanners,
darling a real shame if this bird has flown...
oh yes, oh yes
digital panopticon
oh yes, oh yes
digital panopticon
oh yes, oh yes
you must be on to something when they push back
you know it ain't folly and that's a fact
little by little
stroke by stroke
you gonna push to the top
little by little
stroke by stroke
you gonna know who you are
you must be on to something when...
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14. |
isolation
03:35
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and when the latches go down
isolation
putting on face of the clown
isolation
the days seem so upside down
isolation
the neat twine of time unwound
isolation
when hugs aren't loud and proud
isolation
pacing around and around
isolation
the sadness in you abounds
isolation
civilization run aground
isolation
the technology surrounds
isolation
its waves, you cannot break out
isolation
it's forcing you to be found
isolation
networked even underground
isolation
oh how soft this room
it's so pillowy, smells of ammonium
but soft! what light through
when no window to break?
so I break inside my head
it's a multitude, uncle walt said
to be straightforward with you,
not much wrong with straightjacket in bed
who needs square footage when you have had terabytes?
please enjoy the show, there ain't no terror biting at ones heels outside
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poor york Brooklyn, New York
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