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Immigrate!
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by Feedback Inhibition
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Mogadishu
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Abe
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Theodemocracy
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What She Said
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One Act Play
04:12
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Sleep Tight
05:37
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Ride
03:26
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Feedback Immigration
03:34
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released 06 June 2009
Price, Lyons, Baucom - license
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- Track Name: Mogadishu
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A tasty milkshake Harvard man
Another seal dapper Dan
Pomegranate shoes for ninety years
An active taste for one more beer
Production possibilities
No social mobility
Raging out of the frontier
Frozen from the silent fear
In the nowhere zone
No gray will overthrow the thrown away
To the waste land of today is the day
Tonight is the light
Right, light, right
Resident ancient re-alarm
Our Mogadishu tattoo arm
Indiscriminant brown candy cane
Antarctic goat on the arctic plane
A mountain tiger a Harvard man
Lies sequestered an atomic van
Light it in a reliable fear
Another round for one more beer.
In the nowhere zone
No gray will overthrow the thrown away
To the waste land of today is the day
Tonight is the light
Right, light, right - Track Name: Abe
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Strap a stone to me
Throw me into the sea
Sorry for what I said
Since we don't agree
Talk can fly me though
A man he told me so
A loaf of wonderful bread
Shown forty seconds ago
The beds are red
Hang gliding over the coast she said
It's all in your head
Riding with the ghost
Another interwoven curse
Made our situation worse
Don't know what you said
Cautious lips do purse
Oxymoronic tea
Drink it down with me
Pretentious in the head
Stripped in half to three
The beds are red
Hang gliding over the coast she said
It's all in your head
Riding with the ghost Again - Track Name: Theodemocracy
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A blind child skids on the icy floor
The tough guy freezes outside the door
Dead soldiers abound they litter the shore
Gashes wounds marrow and open sores
No, no, no, no
The snow it falls but no snowman in sight
After all this it just wouldn't be right
This little Hamlet cowers in fright
Got bandits and thugs but no white knight
Hope bells, sing a song a sound
Church thugs run out of town
Now we can sing again
Theodemocracy down.
Coyotes, crows and filthy flies
Gather around till the next one dies
A baby screams and its mother cries
Tonight's dinner: the father's thighs
Hope bells, sing a song a sound
Church thugs run out of town
Now we can sing again
Theodemocracy down.
There's only static on the radio
No distractions from your favorite show
In this brutal life everyone's a crow
It's all just a handmaid's tale
No, no, no, no
Hope bells, sing a song a sound
Church thugs run out of town
Now we can sing again
Theodemocracy down.
[And after all the fact that things depend upon your point of view, or that it's relative, is so simple. And if only the philosophers realized what the problem was that the physicists had they could have decided by brain work that it was impossible to tell how fast you were moving and they could have made an enormous contribution]
Theodemocracy down.
[Now is it even absolutely definitely philosophically necessary that you shouldn't be able to tell how fast you are moving without looking outside. In other words whether the thing is measurable or not is not something that can be decided a priori but something that can only be measured by]
Fiddling Around - Track Name: What She Said
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She wanted to love him
He came to avoid her
She wanted to touch him
He wanted to run away
Rained all around they felt so right
She wanted him down on the ground tonight
She has that magnetic sass
He just wanted to grab her smile
Hey Gee I don't care what she said
She knows it's gone straight to his head
Hey man you know your face is turning red
And that is why you will just cry alone
Why can't he just take her out
Or are they already about it?
Why did he say she's ugly as sin
If they're still getting at it
Kidnapped her heart and drove away
Green yellow red left right out of sight
In out through start to lie alright
Keep the secret and screw again
HeyGee I don't care what she said
She knows it's gone straight to his head
Hey man you know your face is turning red
And that is why you will just die alone
give me a hand
that was quite satisfying
that's a tough one man
four score and seven years ago
please pass the napkins
hey mom what's for dinner
what's my name again?
What she said - Track Name: One Act Play
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My bid to know you nothing to control you
or to brace my fall.
Down by the river rocks run all over
and the trees are tall.
I look around me my eyes deceive me
to mask the sound.
Nothing can release me from my bed believe me
Because I'm caught without.
Shoplift a plane to ease the pain you lost
in me.
Where did you go how can I know
where she's hiding now?
Anywhere is the same thirty years by train
so what's the use?
Locked in the dark and the night is young,
Is she out there is she having fun?
Don't think twice or she'll run away,
Making this a one act play.
What depends is calling, the rain keeps falling
to glaze the shed.
White chickens know you, the wheel barrow tows you, the dream is dead.
William Carlos Williams,
the dream is dead.
Locked in the dark and the night is young,
Is she out there is she having fun?
Don't think twice or she'll run away,
Making this a one act play.
Woo hoo.
Locked in the dark and the night is young,
Is she out there is she having fun?
Don't think twice or she'll run away,
Making this a one act play from hell. - Track Name: Sleep Tight
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Fire flaming flying blazing screaming burning turning churning burn down to the ground.
Men in yellow suits are running serving water chopping hunting now tied down and bound.
If you survive the woods tonight, tomorrow the sun won't give no light sleep tight.
Took a stroll through the woods
down pulchritudinous way.
Squirrels and rocks, redwood garden gnomes,
oak tree diamond rings.
Riparian green flying machines, dry pine needles too.
Resident pines and bushy furs,
guardian acorns scream.
Restless red sespania waits,
tremor quakes and grassoline.
Flock of glowing embers and the pine needles burn.
Fire flaming flying blazing screaming burning turning churning burn down to the ground.
Men in yellow suits are running serving water chopping hunting now tied down and bound.
If you survive the woods tonight, tomorrow the sun won't give no light sleep tight.
Gardens into desolate farms
of radioactive crust.
Plastic pine cones melted red
from inescapable dust
Riparian brown soil town, torched pine needles on the ground.
Particle asthmatic maze, suffocation is a right
The canopy is coming down,
Dante raining trachea.
Fire flaming flying blazing screaming burning turning churning burn down to the ground.
Men in yellow suits are running serving water chopping hunting now tied down and bound.
If you survive the woods tonight, tomorrow the sun won't give no light sleep tight. - Track Name: Ride
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He was so glad she sat on his chair
Talking and joking he gave her a beer
Slipped something in it soon she was out cold
Woke up in the middle didn't do like she was told
And he said to her
It's good for you, it's good for you
The trial it was quick he refused to be kind
He said all they did was mess with his mind
Plead his case said he really enjoyed pain
They looked down and ordered a needle in his vein
And the judge said to him
It's good for you, it's good for you
Went up to die but tripped and fell instead
Fell on the floor too soon he hit his head
Inferno now which would've been okay
But the devil plays Nickelback every fucking day
And the devil said to him
It's good for you, it's good for you
[Boogie] - Track Name: Feedback Immigration
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I went down to where all the rich kids go
One of them told me yes he told me so
'I hate all of these freakin muchachos
So I'mma move down to Mexico
Wanna to get away today back in the USA
He said illegal immigration it's getting me down
There's more of them than of us in this town
He thinks he thinks he thinks that stupid clown
In Mexico white people grow all over the ground
Feedback immigration and sex on the lawn
In this underwater nation
Everything's going wrong
Immigrate!
What they don't know is we did this to ourselves
We don't care about the world or how to help
Celebrity sex lives affording our new shelves
Keep going on like this, oh what the hell
Wanna get away today back in the USA
Instead of that they'll move to Mexico
Night after night getting them some blow
Outside troubles they don't gotta know
So we're all movin down to Mexico
Feedback immigration and sex on the lawn
In this underwater nation
Everything's going wrong
Immigrate!