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Asleep Next To Science (17.08.2010)
17.08.2010
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Keep your tongue in your mouth
Though I know you've things to say
If your words get out
They will surely destroy
Miss, are you spoken for
Because I'd like to speak at you
Miss, are you spoken for
Hold on to your seats while I try to transcend (using only my stories)
The lies of man

Mr. Dress Suit hold your tongue, I have the speaking stick now

I wandered off the path one day
Great watcher turned, and I ran away
I lost myself amongst some trees
Birds and lizards paid no mind to me
Sat atop the mushroom growths
I drank the tea of forest folk
I did not mind that I sat alone
Until a hopping toad approached

He spoke of things you'd not believe
He whispered truths that tickled me
I lost myself in fairy tales
But, truth be told, these tales were real
The toad and I, we shared a smoke
I lent my ears as for hours he spoke
Bestowed his knowledge upon me
The women he'd known, the places he'd seen

Everyone was tripping, the whole world was dancing
And I thought, I thought…
Maybe I was tripping, the animals were singing
And I thought, I thought…
I know this song, I knew this song…
I know this song
And it's finally making sense now

I found a way to attain the lies of man
Make that a way… to destroy everything

Keep your tongue in your mouth
Is that too much to ask of you?
Is that too much to ask of you?
Is that too much to ask of you?
Is that too much to ask?

I sat for hours while he spoke
Asked him why he came a toad
He said he'd always been this way
He was not disguised, just for today

In the forest, we're up at dawn
I licked his back and finally saw
So many colors I'd never seen
The here and now, the in between

He's not how I thought he was
But I like her much better as
It's not like I thought it was
But I feel that I've been despised
It's not like I thought it was
but I like it much better as
It's not like I thought it was
but I feel that I've been despised
I feel that I've been despised

. . .


So calculated, the words that come.
but the glorious shine of a polished tongue.
Have you been up practicing all night long?

Your mouth forms chords and arpeggiates.
at first its sweet but then nauseates.
have you been up sweating this all night long?

At the crack of dawn your out again
to show the world just where you stand

You dressed in your good suit today.
polished your shoes for such an occasion...
Pressed that shirt and slicked that hair
straightened that tie now get out there! Get out there!

The tile is burning through your rubber soles
The sweat is beading, forming tiny pools
You're pacing and you' re scaring the shit out of your kids

There's white foaming up in the corners of your mouth
The neighbor kids are laughing and pointing at your house
your wife's ashamed. she's pulling all the blinds.
You'd think you'd get the picture after time.

Your roof is slowly growing weak
sagging stretching like your speech...

Oh my science! he's on the roof again!
citing scripture and throwing up his...

They said "I dont think he's coming down"

They said "I dont think he's coming down"
Oh my science! he's on the roof again!
citing scripture and throwing up his...

Does he think he's conducting some great orchestra?
does he think he's conducting some great orchestra?
cause he's waving his hands
and I can't help singing:

"Oh my science! he's on the roof again!
citing scripture he's throwing up his hands.
Dear science he's on the roof again
citing scripture and throwing up his hands."

you dressed in your good suit today
(hes not missing a beat hitting every note)
polished your shoes oh what a waste
(not discouraged by their laughter)
pressed your shirt and slicked your hair
(hes not missing a beat hitting every note)
and all you got were empty
(not discouraged by sharp fingers)
stares...

. . .


she cant be well...shes got the look of pots left out.
strange left over
browns and greens seeping from her lids in streams
oh no!
this cant be
right...shes been leaking from her pores all night.
off white and yellow and
in between like a kettle hot about to steam
and i grow quite confused
with
out a map or drawn instructions whats a man to do?
she is just a mess
some
thing you might find growing off of something you would never
touch without
some goggles and a mask
dr shes not looking well.quite frankly sir she looks
like hell
i must confess, im no doctor and id like to wash my hands of this

entire mess

oh this virus!
how cute it likes us!
its sweet and it gets
inside us!
we move just like it wants us to we swell and stink and pulse and
ooze

i bet this makes sense to the physicist
to me its a whole lot of
nonsense
x's and y's and the whole lack there of
me and mr science are about
to square off
and engage in an old fashioned bout of fisticuffs

if we must
talk of science and human life,ill pose my queries say
what i know and sir
well both be up all night
so:
cant make sex with out a chemistry set
if it
has seven ears it might be inbred
relations between man and beast are strictly
forbidden!
im only hearing from 5 ears but it seems to make sense
cant make
love if its not in proper time
if it has 5 legs well then its not one of
mine
relations between mind and body just cause the eyes to strain
trying to
make sense of signs that point to lasting pain
you cant fight biology

she
tries to get up from her bed
the sheets are sticking to her skin and we cant
tell her that shes
turning iinto something new ,an unclassified new breed of
goo.
she looks like hell and we want to help but will not touch.
her closest
friends they loose their lunch and we cant help her we
cant help her
now

oh this virus!
how cute!it likes us! its sweet and it gets inside
us!
we move just like it wants us to.we swell and stink and pulse and
ooze.
makes sense to a physicist
and to a biologist
not to a comic book
enthusiast
makes sense to a scientist and to an alchemist
not to a
scientologist
makes sense to a scientist
but i get none of this
im getting
none of this...

. . .


01-03-2010

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Please don't run from us
We are not to here to harm, they said.
Please just have a seat
We've been so lonely out here, they said.
Please don't mind the claws
What of your Bombs and guns, they said
They said

Should we not be the ones in fear?
Well, we're not casting judgment.
No, we're not casting judgment

Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
We, the animal community are not surprised
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst

Guess I'll take a seat
Did not mean to offend, that's what I said.
It seem that thing have been misconstrued
Is it possible that I came off rude?
I've just been taught to fear what I don't understand.
It seem that thing have been misconstrued
Is it possible that I came off rude?
I've just been taught to fear what I don't understand.

The Bears asked me to dinner
They had me over, didn't have me for.

Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
We, the animal community believe our eyes

Once again, your colors show
?Words are what? Your mouth is for

But, still you run in fear.
Well, we're not casting judgment.
No, we're not casting judgment.

Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst

Once again, your colors show
?Words are what? Your mouth is for

. . .


I can't be remembered as a great adventurer.
Make a mark, or make a stain.
But take it for what it is.
Nothing gets to me like mediocrity.

Shedding(?) the stage to be on my way
But there's a mean little bastard living inside of me
An abscess, some kind of growth.
My God, that sounds so gross.

They call me kid cancer, and now I know why
Invite me to dinner, sing now I'm inside.

If I can't be a hero, I'll be a plague
Charmed up you bears now, they're all dead, they're all dead

So make a mark, or make a stain, and take it for what it is.
I'm made of goo, and needles, too. I'll take it all.

Shedding(?) the stage, I've been carried away
Like a kid in a candy store, pockets full of razorblades
Sticking gum in sister's hair, or in the back of my pants
They call me kid cancer, I call myself me.
For once it's a name, there's always one stage, the pages of history

If these fingers were knives, the things I'd believe
Oh, you'll paint a desert with the things you will say.
I'd bet these lips will get admired, with praise ?
Like any great performer, wanting nothing but fame.

Shedding(?) the stage, but I got fucking outplayed!
And the demon advanced with a hidden agenda: Me
??????, I guess it's been a while
They call me kid cancer, the beast calls me son
I haven't yet decided, it isn't sure, is this fun?

. . .


Peter upped the stakes, a tongue for battle.
Cisae came to play, then ran for cover.
But I don't know.
Just arrived home...
Soup is on the table,
Grilled cheese and campbells.
Fuel the troops for fighting.
I burnt my tongue,
but showed no sign of pain or fear.

Too much rain to fight today oh no.
Skinned up knees and grassy stains oh no.
We've got ground to stand today
and we won't stay indoors...

Chupacabra's on the wing.
Now come back down sir!
Bentley cleared his plate,
and then cleared Toto's
Put my faith in Bear and Bartok!

You can hide, but I'll smell it.
The stink of wet fur.
But you see I don't mind it.
You can hide but they'll find you.
My team of black birds.
You can hide, but they'll find you.
They'll see your tail behind the bush.

Well if we're picking teams.
Stuck with piggy and his shallow breathing.
Don't want him on my team.
No piggies, no piggies, (well smash that shit up).
I mean, if we're picking teams...

and if we take this battle to the water,
you'll be stripped of skin.
By the dancing otters (a cunning breed).
Do you feel that slime between your toes?
The screeching eels are singing.
"yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah"
They'll pull you down
and pluck your eyes
to eat them!

Too much rain to fight today oh no.
Skinned up knees and grassy stains oh no.
We've got ground to stand today
and we won't stay indoors for anyone!

Little lumps of earth under their nails.
Little pink round boys that smell like moss.
Escaping out the door before she could
protect their noses from the frost.
Little fingers on the trigger,
their little minds right on the cusp
of pointing guns at one another.
Tree trimmers starting at the trunk.

Atop the neighbors dogs we set our course for North.
My comrade dug his spurs too deep
the bastard bit of course.
But on the back of Scout he and I took the lead.
We burst forward in the night.

We were using hands as guns they pulled their fingers
back like they had bows.
They grabbed their chests like they'd been shot.
We chucked crab apples forth like they were bombs.

And through the neighbors lawns over the miles of hedges
we tear up flowers melting soundless in their filthy beds.
Scout's fur a mess of burs, my skin a swollen grey.
I patch his wounds up with my shirt and scrape the mud away.
Just beyond over the hill I see a pair of eyes.
our pace, just like the little mean red bouncing sphreres, it multiplies.
Just beyond, over the hill a glowing swarm of flies!
We point and shoot. Never ask why.

Tree fingers and trigger fingers alike
both agree that this is a war.

I'll be the dirt soldier.
Caught up in the great war.
I'll be the dirt soldier.
Sent off to...

Too much rain to fight today oh no.
Skinned up knees
and grassy stains oh no.
We've got ground to stand today.
and we wont stay indoors for anyone!

. . .


I turned that mans first born to sand
In fact, that's how you have that castle
That you dreamed of, that you wanted
I am here to fix everything.

I took your toothy grin, and left a patch of skin.
I took her batting lashes, changed them from blonde to ashes.
I took the boy with the giant head, and I made his body smaller and his neck too thin.
I took that tongue of that annoying neighbor child, yes, I split it down the middle, let it bleed there for a while.

You are so small, she said...
You are so small.

Hey, while you were out there serving wine
I was up here in the balcony, turning faces white, I said
Hey, while you were out there kissing babies
I was luring kids with lollypops, and now they're pushing daisies.

You are so small.

You will not be heard from for a long time
You will not be found with your rightful hands or eyes
When your mother finds you, you won't believe her cries
Wish the child gone missing had been the child who died.

Hey, you, I can be a miracle man too
Hey, you, I can change everything.
Hey, you, I can be a miracle man too
Hey, you, I can fix everyone.

I turned that mans trophy wife to brass
He'd barely notice a difference.
I taught him she served us no fucking purpose.
I am here to fix everyone.

"Goddamn," you might say.
"Quite the talent," I'd say.

Temper, temper.
Patience, patience.

Don't change me into...

You will not be heard from for a long time
I will be around because, fear will never die
And if they should find you, it'd be a sight to see.
A mass of flesh and muscle, a pile of pulp and teeth.

I am finally a kingdom.
Make use of all the skills that you once told me I had
Took a town of some brains, but mostly fat, and turned them to something beautiful.

. . .


This is not a test!
This is not a test!
You are really dying friend.
Bet it feels like a panic attack but!
This is not a test!
This is not a test!
It may be lucid and it may be wet.
You're really dying. Can you feel it yet?
Keep your hands inside the vehicle at all times.
For if you don't I'm going to rip them right off.
Not because I have to or because you're misbehaving.
I just know how bad you need to get off
...Oh, and one other thing...
I absolutely hate that sweater and your life is our reality T.V.
You were put here to entertain, so get up and entertain me!

PANIC YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!
SQUIRM YOU LITTLE WEASEL
CAUSE I'M PAYING FOR THIS AND I WANT MY 20 DOLLARS WORTH.

You're a sad and lonely character now aren't you boy?
Adrift in the middle of a wet dream.
Unwilling participant lost at sea.
You think you had it bad...
Well now it's worsening.
spaghetti arms for oars!
dropping anchor just to find some whores!
Your bed a sad and lonely vessel,
your sheets a mess of veins and kelp...

This is not a test.
(It's really not you lonely simpleton)
I salute your panic attack.
One small step for man.
I take it back.
I salute your panic attack.
One small step for man.
No shame in that.
I salute your panic attack.
Pathetic jelly fish you spineless hack.
I salute your spinal collapse.
Are there any bones inside that back?

. . .


She sleeps with the planets. I know because I've seen it.
I sleep next to science, wishing it were her.
We were once a product of conservative America
She slept around, and left this town, went looking for her sign.
She flirts with the moons, and lets them think they have her
My cheeks are rosy-red, I try to make her laugh... but...
When she was young, she saw a film
Then packed her bags and marked a date
The time has come, 2001, she's on her own space odyssey
I'm no cosmonaut, oh, I...
Tried to make her to a woman ??, What did you think
But she's set herself free
She's not equipped for black holes, and I just want her in my arms.
I'm not equipped for long-term.

She's been here, I smell her, she's like the wind before the rain.
Naked, she'd tell me only stars know what she's really thinking
She's in the arms of Jupiter, get back, this moon's a trip for her
The feeling's gone, she's swears, the stars have taken her from me.
And I...
Tried to make her to a woman ??, What did you think
But she's set herself free
She's not equipped for black holes, and I just want her in my arms.
I'm not equipped for long term, and I just want...

I found my old sketches of flying facts, with brown paper wings, and fur.
She slipped out the back door and left me, so I learned to fly.
Years fly by, it's such a view. Skin dries up, eyes go, too.

Despite what they say, I should leave it alone.
The milky way traveler, well, he's seen it all.
I took long enough to find a love at the time
The lonely star traveler could never go home...

I'm no cosmonaut.

And I don't know anymore...
There's little mean bugs in my veins.
Can I stick to you, my love?
'Cause I'll stick to anyone.

I'm in love with everyone...
But timing's placed hums in my ears(??)
I wake up stuck to someone
I wake up in other years

Does anyone believe in time, and do you feel the years went fine?
'Cause I do.
Does anyone believe in age, and do you see my skin rip up?
'Cause I do.
Does anyone believe in love, 'cause I've been afraid to face with it, and I don't.
Does anyone believe in God? And do you feel the force of hell?
'Cause I do.
Maybe I've just done it all. It's really fucking hot in here.

So I sit in the streets of time and wait.
And I try to convince myself that I am not to blame.
She swims with, and sleeps every ??? she sees.

Such is life, and such is me.

I'm asleep all the God damn time.
I can't believe any of this is real.
It's inevitable, it's all in my head
My mind is melting.
Melting, stretching, tearing ??
??????

. . .


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