The Worm

by Mayor Taco Ghost

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With the digital download, you will also get the six accompanying comic strips for each track!

This album is dedicated to the memory of our dear friend Chef, and to his loving family: Steve, Beverly and Martha Otfinoski.

It tells the story of two friends: Skyla (a young man grieving the recent suicide of his best friend) and Grogan (Skyla's recently deceased friend), on an adventure to save the giant worm from dying in order to keep the portal open to the Butter World (where any constructive action in our world results in a destructive action there, and vice versa).

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released December 1, 2015

Michael Turner: Grogan
Jonathan Nussman: Skyla

Tommy Babin: bass
Drew Ceccato: saxes, EVI
Bonnie Lander: back-up vocals
Phil Larson: Intro voice-overs
Joe Mariglio: spoken vocals
Bob Pierzak: vocals, synths
Kirsten Weist: back-up vocals

Comics and artwork: Duncan Saylor
CD layout: Chelsea Pattee
Recorded at UCSD Conrad Prebys Music Center
Dialog mixing by Xander Lott
Mixed and produced by Joe Mariglio, Bob Pierzak
Mastered by Jeff Kaiser

Music/lyrics by Bob Pierzak

Thanks to my parents, Sylvia, Katharina Rosenberger, Ian Power, Dillon Kondor, Atomic Disc, and all musicians/talent involved

℗ © 2015 Risky Forager Records (RFR005)

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Track Name: The Toast
A volcano - no way in!
A contortionist with a thousand arms.
She said, "want a lift?"
And I just wasn't myself –
Ive never seen anyone turn into a helicopter! A volcano - a way in!

“Why are invisible accountants bad at sex?”
“Are they? Are they? Are they? Are they?”

A few lava-weary freaks toasting uncontrollably,
telling invisible accountant jokes reproachably,
toasting but they're acting so damn radioactively,
shafted like a chance smack-dabbingly!

"You mean I'm radioactive?"

But they don't they don't know it!
“We'll toast to that: Ai chicharron!”
They're scared, confused, and sexy!
“We'll toast to that: Ai chicharron!”
They toast so dubiously!
“We'll toast to that: Ai chicharron!”
Maybe they know the worm?

The toast with the most
sets the lava ghost off,
and here we go!

“Any minute this volcano will be under lava...”
Why can't I stop? I just wasn't myself...
Track Name: The Eye
You know I don't see the point -
you die so I can come, too?
You die so you can save the worm?
What about me?
I haven't been myself.
I'm sure you weren't either when...

I don't know what I saw
but I saw a bunch of flying eyes!
- With my eye -
...but the eyes all had wings!
- With my eye -
...but I saw a bunch of butter-flies
- Butter-eyes -
I don't know what I saw!

Some trees just turned into men.
They're men with black, black eyes and
they say they've seen everything -
even the worm.
"We're slaves can you set us free?
You must destroy the butter-eyes."
Won't you die eternally?
"Yes but we'll have chosen it."

I don't know what I saw...
but it's eternal slavery or free suffering!
...but we grabbed our magic mirror fast!
...but blinding light and dropping eyes!
...but the butter-eyes closing!
I don't know because I haven't been myself.
...but the tree men started to scream!
I don't know because I haven't been myself.
I don't know but I know those screams aren't imagined!
Track Name: The Shadow
Oh no! Oh no!
Remember how we meant to get tuxedoed?
Remember how I looked up what that meant?
But my finger slipped right to the next word -
oh no! oh no!:

'tuxedo-deviled?'

Remember how we called up?
And satan picked up?
Remember how we flew into
the dinner party from hell?
Oh well, oh well.

And we still build this hill
as silhouettes behind the scrim,
as the rill porcupine still wills it,
as our will for the worm still fills us.
And that shadow behind you,
that got you before you saw -
and it's ripped me in two.

You're with me there.
But I'm alone behind this scrim.

Oh no! Oh no!
Remember that rude man at that dinner?
And how he fell asleep right at the table?
Remember that crazy heavy centerpiece made of –
oh no! oh no!:

honey-melon metal?

Remember how it fell through the table?
And remember how it landed right in that lair of monks?

The monks cut the honey-melon in ritual, and the pieces rose up
on the up and up and transformed
into fourteen of the rumored eighteen gods' heads!
Track Name: The Worm
Step across the chasm, but tread lightly.
The worm's right there cuz you can feel it's slowness.

Look across and there are two more like us.
The only difference is that they seem saddened.

And the worm said:“I want to die.”
And the worm said: “Why did you?”
But I didn't –But I did –I di...
“But you did.”

Didn't ever find the soul right?
Living in the worm's head every night?

And now we have to go,
and I won't see you again.
Maybe we never did,
maybe I'm not myself.

Didn't ever find the soul right?
Living in the worm's head every night?

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