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Urban Security
03:02
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holy scroll in a paper box
you've got your membership
to a trade association
don't give me the slip
we're a team
all the things I'm bad at
you can do
and all the things
that you are bad at
I am too
be carefully enthralled posted apostle paul in block letters
in some spellbinding squall the roof on this cell wall slipped its fetters
(tell us the one about the man on the trapeze)
and suddenly they'd sung how some sing or've swan songs in this weather
to be or have brung to be small to be loved left together
like a chip cup I'm flip for fun in front of notables
better cured by the upside down than by the push and pulled
and try to grow to like yourself but find your hero's unsung
your favorite quote is youth is wasted on the young
you marry rich but its all tied up in contraband
shadow bird against the wall that's just your hand
secret stash in your winter truck use the infrared
you lead me like a detection dog I am clawing at the bed
better
(scattering all their small town entropies)
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2. |
A Known Postpone
02:34
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known to postpone
we left our bodies decoded
somewhere sometime this side of neptune
and thrown so-so
i'll be your UFO
you'll make my eyes explode or something tantamount to
so go
lay low
lead lines
like Maginot
here here but only passing through
a glow
you know
a smokey tableau
although the WTO's van Goghs have fell through the roof
into a cemetar-
chalk full of millionaires
too flush to forge a signature tune
they sing pray prepare
beware of questionnaires
repaired to deepdownstairs
dig-dug an oil tycoon who was an oil tycoon's tycoon
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3. |
This Is Not
02:29
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The Hush Hush Columbus, New Mexico
