1. |
Happy Birthday
03:32
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First night away from home kid?
You’re looking nervous
Why don’t you give an old man a light?
Maybe you’ll get through the night
Why’d you leave your folks?
Was it something that they forgot?
I have plans, big plans
Yeah sure, everybody’s got big plans
Tombstone, that’s weird
No name, cold home
Hello? Anybody home?
Mom? Dad? Are you out there?
Happy Birthday Billy, from all of us
Surprise Billy, we didn’t forget you
Tapping the vein, extract the youth
So buried alive, this is the hook
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2. |
Pawns
02:33
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Unwelcome guests gonna cash their checks
Wormfood pre-destiny, pushing up daisies
We’ve been tethered for so long
We’ve run out of walls to scratch on
Finally the final fare is here to feast on, morons
Pawns
Once we harvest these last few souls
We’ll be in business, can I get a witness?
These lifetimes keep going on and on
Love has poisoned our Kreon, blondes
Pawns
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3. |
Catmandu
02:31
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Catman do what you want me to
Kreon I’ll always be there for you
Whatever it takes to see this through
Catman do what you want me to
Lurker putting jerks in the dirt
Don’t get (your) blood on my frilly shirt
It’s hard to hold a shovel
With a hook for a hand
Wish I could be handsome forever
If I only had better shapeshifting glands
If she lives maybe you’ll make me whole
(Here kitty kitty, Spurs jingle jangle)
Haven’t I been good?
Where’s my Carol toy?
Murder murder
(Door To Door)
Meow meow
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4. |
Duke Will Provide
03:02
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Balls, beyond that of steel
Go on ahead cop a feel
Nobody counts me out that easily
What's it gonna take for you to see
I'm a shower, not a grower
And I'll bend this world over, and over
Duke will provide
I will never be denied
Obviously this party has died
Now Duke must provide
Anything to get in a tussle
Just to show off the muscle
Party mentality
Psycho plates of vanity
Breathing heavy, held back
By this leather levee
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5. |
Umbilical Korda
02:58
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A navel string, an invisible thing
I’m aging slow, but my powers grow
Tainted blood, hold back the flood
To bring to life
You’ve got to take the life
It would be so much easier
with a knife
If It's for family it's for me
For me mortality is on vacation
I’m only dying for reunion
Lust for death, brooding sensibilities
Lust for life, fulfilled prophecy
Contagious overbite
Attention competition with a mancat
Man, is it passion or habitat?
Womb/tomb (groom the doom)
Out of wedlock, flout the warlock
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6. |
Muck Men Mantra
04:48
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Missionary decomposition
Out of place whoopee cushion
We’ve all been confined here by one another
All because of some slumbering lover
I guess we’ll have to wait and see
Just don’t get any liquids on me
Muck Men Mantra
Fuck the living
Muck Men Mantra
This gift keeps on giving
The rot cuts deep, so deep
Under your feet is where we keep
This party, come join the party
Every time we hear noises
From the floors above us
We hope that it’s finally time
But on it goes, time’s muddy river flows
While we wait in the dirt
We are the earth
Who is he to hold us here?
We should undo his bidding
This fucking sorcerer
Muck Men Mantra
Fuck that Kreon
Muck Men Mantra
Fuck sleeping beauty too
Muck Men Mantra
Wait, who is this beautiful red head?
Way too good for this tough guy
Muck Men Mantra
Eat this pick-axe
Muck MenMantra
Cabernet Sauvignon
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7. |
In.Alienable
03:31
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Void and respectable
Horror receptacle
Her face it twists, soul pushed to abyss
You'll find there's nothing worth fighting for
Your mind is mine, and I'll easily usurp it
Your flesh is nothing more than catnip
Bright, mind lights
Rind, entwined
Blight, hand sleight
Blind, hind sight
Skin condition terminal
Lady-shaped vehicle
A connection maintainable
Your freedom in_alienable
Your mind is mine, and I've easily destroyed it
Your flesh will drift away, I only have to will it
I chose you because you've pondered
Even now your mind still wanders
Like contents without a barrel
Carol has gone feral
Bleeding from cupids arrow
Now let's spread some peril
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8. |
Webs
03:52
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This life I hide
8 knives cutting from inside
Inside I hide her
Because we are the spider
(Spin, spin)
We get what we want
When we get to feed
The fight of your life
But your friends
They’ve already died
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9. |
Mook
03:21
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Just along for the ride
With your hand deep inside
We are one you and I
Why’d they get so lucky, why?
An excuse to touch
It doesn’t give away much
The sweatier you get
The heavier I pet
We were the best of friends
Out of the blue with assistance
(BFF’m)
Offering up reassurance
(BFF’m)
A personality extension-Kord-a life of
The party/evade the web-death
Palm breath, hand-shaking palm breath
Mook you took all the looks
Move a rook, pawn you’ll spook
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10. |
Electricaltentacle
03:14
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Like a third eye squeegee
You keep mispronouncing ouija
It’s no use, you'll be swinging from a noose
Which demon will he loose?
Right from the onset
A fucking corpse in a locked fucking closet
Not enough beer
To keep you comfortable here, mama
Pop goes the weasels
Up from the moor, wet from earth birth
Dressed up in gore
The 3rd wheel is flat
A cave without a bat
Instead, we are stuck with the witch
Been begging Grim to take the head
Of that shrieking bitch, Ol' Red Eyes
And you go, electrical tentacle
And you know it’s a modern day miracle
Nothing but absent ghosts!
Can't make out the signature
A tadpole chew toy overture
I got something to tell you, Dave
You've got something on your face
Somethings got to give
Your sacrifice will allow more
Worthy beings to live
That's what he tells us
I'm Dave, a fake Dave
I'm Dave, a fake David, baby
And you go, electrical tentacle
And you are a volunteer sentinel
Oh my Adrienne
I will make you feel alien
Oh my Adrienne
Flesh into mush
Flesh into mushy mushy, mama
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11. |
Bride To Be
05:12
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Oh Isabelle
Like you couldn’t tell
You’re my living hell
Oh Isabelle
In love I fell
I’m under your spell
Oh Isabelle
We’ve been waiting a very long time
For this, but this time it will be forever
Oh Isabelle
My powers are squandered
By this situation
But anything else is just
Wizard masturbation
Oh Isabelle
You’re making my forehead swell
Thinking about wedding bells
Oh Isabelle
All dressed up, no where to go
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