1. |
Duck Fucker
04:07
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Drown out the echoed quacks
In my mind with self-delusional hope
Maybe one day I might, I just might
Become the warden
No! No! No! I am no fool
Then again I never thought that I'd
Stand guard at the prison for ducks
So weary on the eyes of those
Who stand guard through the night
A real mensch this warden
As far as wardens go, I don't know
He took me out and talked of filicide
And all kinds of bad regrets
And he took me out
He said he saw the duck deep within me
A flagrant abuse of my sensibility
Where can all this lead?
Where can all this lead to?
I'm looking deep into
The right eye of my new mallard prisoner
You could smell innocence
In a sense, the way a duck can sense a trap
No! No! No! It is no fool
So weary on the eyes of those
Who stand guard through the night
The warden, with a wink and nod
Like papa used to do
And on that night, the moistest of nights
The warden commanded me to
Fuck the duck in the last cell
So weary on the wombs of those
Who stand guard through the act
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
This is gonna be like fucking a duck!
And through the bars like that, just like that
Traumatic insemination
When he pulled out he talked of ambition
And all kinds of bad regrets
When he pulled out
When I birthed that duck now without me
Prison alarms ripped through me and sounded me
To my nightly post. Where can all this lead to?
That duck then took my post and replaced me
A flagrant abuse of my sensibility
My boy is now employed
And now I'm unemployed, boy
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2. |
Glue Boys
05:21
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Glue boy
(Thinks he's dead! Thinks he's dead!)
Wake up!
Get up and unstuck glue boy
From your gluey bed
Glue boy
(Get to work! Get to work!)
Press hard!
Pressing glue into
All the molds unstuck glue boy
From the glue factory
Let's hear it for the glue boys (hooray!)
Marching to their death
Let's hear it for the glue boys (go glue boys!)
Marching to their death
Can't seem to get a clue boys
But a good choice to see them through
They ain't got shit else!
So c'mon make some glue noise
For those glue boys
Glue boy
(Lunch break sucks! Lunch break sucks!)
Shake hard!
Shake hard and unstuck glue food
From your gluey hand
Glue boy
(Bathroom break! Bathroom break!)
Poop hard!
Poop hard and unstuck
Shit so hard unstuck glue boy
From your gluey butt
Boy to bed to work to press the glue into the mold
Cast becomes the boy to bed to work to press the glue
Mold to trash to lunch to poo to glue to mold to you
And the boy's in bed to work to press the glue into the mold
Let's hear it for the glue boys
Marching to their death
Can't seem to get a clue boys
But a good choice to see them through
They ain't got shit else!
So c'mon make some glue noise
For those glue boys
Glue boy - old and tired
Can't run! Run and save your life
Can't get unstuck from that glue belt
Leading to the fire
The fire that makes the mold
Thought the mold was glue
The mold is made from you glue boy
(Thinks he's dead! Thinks he's dead!)
Let's hear it for the glue boys (hooray!)
Marching to their death
Let's hear it for the glue boys (go glue boys!)
Marching to their death
Can't seem to get a clue boys
But a good choice to see them through
They ain't got shit else!
So c'mon make some glue noise
For those glue boys
Let's hear it for the glue boys
Marching to their death
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3. |
Body Double
04:32
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I hear my mother call
"It's time to wake up
You lazy sack of piss"
Make my way downstairs
This will be my day
Staring back at me
Another breakfast
Goddamn cold breakfast
Keep your shit together!
Place the tasteless egg
Into my mouth-hole
At least there's bacon on the plate
This bacon should make up
For what has been now
Roughly sixty years of abuse
From the man! From the man! From the man!
From the men! The men! The men! The men!
Oh what the fuck is this?
This isn't bacon
It's turkey bacon
It's turkey bacon
Motherfucker keep your shit together!
Get to the jail
Just get to the jail
They told me I would get my
My stupid fifteen minutes
They never told me that they
Wouldn't post on Insta
What would I tell my mama?
What could I tell you mama?
#wemissyoujeffy
#wemissyoujeffy
This place is so big it's got echoes
But I don't see any red lights blinking
They turn and say to me
"Of course they're blinking,
You're just a double"
Those tired guards have gone to luncheon
I lift my head, look up
Across the bars there
an egg-shaped shadow
Reassure me that it's not for nothin'
Reassure me that it's for somethin' good
They told me I would get my
My stupid fifteen minutes
They never told me that they
Wouldn't post on Insta
What would I tell my mama?
What could I tell you mama?
#wemissyoujeffy
#wemissyoujeffy
Massage that man! Oh that man! Oh that man!
Massage the men! The men! The men! The men!
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4. |
Shits Like a Horse
04:06
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Met her comin' out from a cold public toilet
Shot me pity eyes cuz she knew. I could feel it
Placed her hand upon my satiated flesh
My dream woman knows what to do when you're stuffed up
She lives like a breeze but she loves like a force
As she squats above my torso
And she eats like a bird but she shits like a horse
And a horse, of course, shits a three-course meal
On your face, your chest, your loins
On your face, your chest, your loins
Doo-doo-doo-doody
Doody doody-doo
Welcomes simple things, for the day just gets filthy
In a flash her eyes turn to red, time to strip down
Sickened only by the satiated flesh
I'd do anything not to lose, not to lose her
She lives like a breeze but she loves like a force
As she squats above my torso
Letting go letting drop with a poop and a plop
It's a one-stop shop til I'm good and I pop
And she eats like a bird but she shits like a horse
And a horse, of course, shits a three-course meal
On your face, your chest, your loins
Steamy fresh so please enjoy
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5. |
In the Field
05:21
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Wires fray
Scanning the rhododendrons to their north
Where the carbon dusts blow right through
All the parts that always made them son and mother
Rusting under rusted skies
Then the hunger comes
Then the sensors go
Then the final systems shutting down
Then the great nothing
With the sacred spark unknown
(Til it looms)
Coursing chrome and deep
(Fiberoptic womb)
She tells him you must eat me
He says nothing
They stand in the field
He consumes in the field
That breath between them in the field
Energize
Ingesting all corroded parts of her
When is she no longer her?
Four nanoseconds
Form the rest of what he knows
About the great nothing
They stand in the field
He consumes in the field
That breath between them in the field
Starin' at the rusted skies
Empty look to her
One more look at her
As her final systems all shut down
The flowers keep swaying
With the sacred spark unknown
(Til it looms)
Coursing chrome and deep
(Circuit filial)
He tells her you must eat me
She says nothing
They stand in the field
She consumes in the field
That breath between them in the field
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6. |
Dicked Dicks
02:25
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Your dick, dicked my dick
At the funeral
Your dick, dicked my dick
At the funeral
Plied my dusty dickhole wide
Blamed me twice and slipped inside
With her body still not cold
This is what you told me
"My dick, dicked your dick
At the funeral
My dick, dicked your dick
at the funeral"
At the wake you beat me to
The table that had all the food
Used your dick to dick the food
In a way I understood
Your dick, dicked my dick
At the funeral
Your dick, dicked my dick
At the funeral
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7. |
Teen Morph
05:08
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I've got a new kinda teen morph, ooh yeah
I've got a new kinda teen morph, ooh yeah
On my head
(The most thoughtless thing you could do is to screw loosely)
Just feel the desert seal around you
The heat's just what you need for us to astound you
We're northward bound, too
And this train with it's charcoal gray seats just might
Open your eyes to a once in a lifetime event as it
Passes through one thousand forty two mines
Which will detonate, it's not too late
No! It's time for the mines to explode now
Sit back relax and enjoy the show
We said
Sit back relax and enjoy the show
Black purple clouds above
Kicking up mustard clay
Kicking up right from the desert
Kicking up right from the desert floor
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8. |
Jumbo Street
03:59
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Don't know if I know you
Might've seen you crossin'
Good ol' street in
Good ol' street in Delaware by the name of
Jumbo Street
Where everyone is big, everyone is wet
Where everyone is big, everyone is wet from
Jumbo teats
They're drippin' all the milk, drippin' all the milk
From the fuckin' sky, from the fuckin' sky
Drippin' all the milk from the motherfuckin' sky
From the fuckin' sky
The sky is relatively small and I don't know why
No, I don't know why
I wish I knew why
Things are bad around here
Shadows coughing yellowy red
Mother I'm so lonely
Mother I'm so lonely can you take me to
Jumbo Street?
Where everyone is big, everyone is wet
Where everyone is big, everyone is wet from
Jumbo teats
They're drippin' all the milk, drippin' all the milk
From the fuckin' sky, from the fuckin' sky
Drippin' all the milk from the motherfuckin' sky
From the fuckin' sky
The sky is relatively small and I don't know why
No, I don't know why
I wish I knew why
All we have to do now is run away
To a small place far away, grab the mini towels
All we have to do now is run away
And find a way to bleed out, and dry those jowels
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9. |
Dizzy Cathedral
05:14
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This dizzy cathedral make my ass look big
This golden solution make my ralph taste sick
Tell me
Tell me just how bad you want to
Make me
Make me feel a little of what you
Maybe
Maybe feel when I make you make me
Feel good
Look at us now how far we've come
We used to pray but now we're paying
Look at the sun, oh what a sun!
And now that we have bought the sun
We can buy other suns
Look at us now how far we've come
Just over there's a little further
From how far we've come
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10. |
Space Octopus
05:21
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Baby how could I be so wrong? Baby
Baby you're a space octopus. Baby
My sister she was right all along
Well she's been wrong before
like a million years ago
when we were kids
But baby you're a space octopus. Baby
Tell me does I seem dumb to you?
You're an octopus octopus from space (a waste)
A lonely icy ride from that icy void, half a billion years
She looked me at and said "..."
And as she turned to leave she said "..."
Baby how could I be so wrong? Baby
Baby you're a space octopus. Baby
My sister she was right all along
Well she's been wrong before
like a million years ago
when we were kids
But baby you're a space octopus. Baby
Tell me does I seem dumb to you?
You're an octopus octopus from space (a waste, oh dammit baby!)
A lonely icy ride from that icy void, half a billion years
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