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The Alburnum Circuit
04:01
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THE ALBURNUM CIRCUIT
You can make your mind
Choose the path that's righteous
All virtue's plain as day to find
There's no need to be so
Dim and sightless
Choose that purple fruit with the orange rind
(prechorus)
But there are times
Like any other
It gets clear
Nothing is known
(chorus)
Tangental grains pulling water
And the minerals
Through the bright pangs of existence
Frozen animals
It can feel but it's immobile
It's the lungs of living lovers
It's the circuit where the info
Grows and goes head to toe
One: an other
You can chop it down
Or wait for it to tumble
On down the stairs like a clumsy clown
I've heard the dirt is all a'rumble
That orange fire burning the purple town
(prechorus & chorus)
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2. |
Tangled in the Tongue
05:56
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4. |
Feast Your Eyes
03:34
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5. |
Rx Rd.
02:53
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Rx Rd.
You're awake and half between
The worlds you make
Animated by mysteries
You're made jus to break
(chorus)
Follow the medicine strewn road
On to the healthful abode
Until the old tricksters goad
Tug-o-war peptalks are knots
Of dead end crossroads
Bones - bones to pick all along
Can I concieve I've been wrong
Killed by a disremembered throng
Make me whole again
Don't kill my brain
Watching you sink down
Through mute - humbled pain
Worms in a puddle
Poisoned by the rain
Moving til splintered
Against the old grain
Pitiful!
Novelty!
(chorus)
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6. |
DAWGMAN!!!
02:42
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DAWGMAN!!!
Duh duhduhduh duh duh DAWGMAN!!!
(×4?)
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7. |
vr/ai-ff>>aux
03:08
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vr/ai-ff>>aux
I'm the commercial
You can never let go
The addiction grows
In a place you can't know
Dismal concubine
Never find
Where magic beans grow
You're civilized
A general mind
The ties that bind
A body to a cross
Don't you
Forget to play
Cos your way
Is your loss
(chorus)
I'm you from the future
Where you aren't such a little asshole
Give me something to sedate the hassle
We're caught between
The tyrant and the castle
Pissing on the mirror in the shit rain
There's a stuborn virus in the worldbrain
Sucking off the police on the road to heaven
We're the
Can't you tell
Life is hell
You're just a shitting mouth
Uncomfortable
Nostalgia foibles
Time travel
Fuck yourself
(chorus)
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8. |
a(z}e[N)ADIR]{(i)mu(th)
00:29
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9. |
The Haunted Abacus
04:20
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THE HAUNTED ABACUS
I guess I'll take the long way
Gotta get there some day
But I don't wanna rush
The devil's in the details
The details don't sit so well
The abyss has a crush
But when you see me turning to dust
You'll know what I meant
I'm just an old house caught in a tornado
Feral occident
I think it's 'round here somewhere
That comfy little armchair
To watch the world fade
Let's blame it on the devil
How nothing's clear and level
This chaos nothing made
But when you see that door of writhing madness
You'll know where I went
It's just a moment for you - my eternity
Feral occident
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It&i Portland, Oregon
It&i is a delightfully odd one-man-band, who performs punky/dancy/cabaret/pop originals. The drums are played with his feet, and he runs an acoustic guitar through an array of effects, and live looping, while tooting on a hodgepodge of homemade gadgetry. With a love for eclecticness, and carnivalesqueness, It&i believes in writing well crafted songs, full of exciting twists and turns. ... more
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