1. |
a modest repast
01:51
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well i looked into the cupboard
for a morsel of fresh meat
there was only a little spider
justa peekin back at me
i dropped my head and turned my back
inhaled my defeat
i dragged out to the garden
to reap just what i'd sowed
the fruits of my labor
had been murdered by the cold
behind my back a snicker
a little scamper and a scrape
i dropped my head and made the door
my timing was too late
the table was set
the eyes all looked at me
i dropped my head and said a prayer
they'd found their meal to eat
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2. |
Cutty's selling the plot
02:33
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there's a dust on the dusk
and a fever in the air
the ether is bathed in deep red
the last dying leaves
they cling as they swing
hanging from their throats overhead
old man cutty is selling the plot
and the tremors dissect the earth
the face in the bag jeers and sneers from the crops
and it laughs at the question of worth
hahahahaha
the till and the well
they're as dry as a bone
and the stink of death has not faded
the vacancy wills for the still to be filled
the wind rolls it's tongue with breath bated
eyes from afar
eyes they look
eyes they see
longing to escape, to feed, to be free
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3. |
ice bath
01:34
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i'm gonna pick a place
maybe here
gonna scatter the ashes of the golden years
and when they see how it has grown so very dark
i'll be waiting
and i'll be sharp
the voices from above
lost in the rain
the end of the end of
the runoff drains
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5. |
revenge of Cutty's plot
02:10
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the ground splits wide open
the blade has been dropped
the ivy spreads black
and it steps from the crops
the word splashes bitter
and it steps from the page
a pound of flesh paid
is the author's set wage
old man cutty is selling the plot
the characters, settings, and themes
the dastardly masters
they rewrite the past unto
prepare and set up the scene
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6. |
senicide
01:18
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the chickens won't milk
and the cows won't lay
the bus is on time
there's a pitchfork in the hay
when i cursed the sky
i cursed the sky in vain
cause when they strung me up
it was on a sunny day
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7. |
I dream of Stinkpig
02:28
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the box lights up and the curtain parts
the chorus line winds up, stutters and starts
where's he, when's here?
what's what now?
who pays the butcher and who plays the cow?
here he comes up around the bend
elimination in his eyes
and a shotgun in his hand
there he is in the royal home
drinking from the cup
just to piss on the throne
the puppets perform for the love of their string
painted and perfumed
they dance and sing
they gleet their prattle, and they say it's so
bleating cattle in a fixed dumb show
coming down the hill and coming down fast
he steps on the lines
and mows down the cast
the narrator meets his just due fate
his silence announces the changing at the gate
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8. |
the purple one
01:32
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