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Popsong
02:44
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Shit Husband
02:40
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I brought you home your favorite fish
and you hang up the phone, you son of a bitch
even though it's dark 'cause the power's gone out
you still find time to eat chips on the couch
Shite husband
Ship husband
Sheep husband
Cheap husband
Shite husband
Ship husband
Sheep husband
Cheap husband
Can't fix the sink or calm down the kids
but you know where a box of ice cream sandwiches is
You piss and you moan and you watch Grizzly Man
while the remote control's in your fat cloven hand
Shite husband
Ship husband
Sheep husband
Cheap husband
Shite husband
Ship husband
Sheep husband
Cheap husband
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Swamp
03:02
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You said it’d be a day
And we’re still travelling through the swamp
Somebody really oughta go and
Knock your captain’s hat right off
We approach another clearing
Locals pin us down again
No question if I’m going to die
It’s just a matter of when!
I’d die a happy man if I
Could remember being clean
Or being coated in a color
Other than dark brown or green
If I could shoot a bird
I’d shoot that one that’s cawing now!
But I don’t say a word
And I press onwards anyhow.
You think you’ll get away with this?
Leading us out this far to die?
You’re gonna be the first to go
We’re gonna leave you for the flies!
We’ll burn your clothes for heat
Turn your tags to little knives
This is your punishment for
Being so careless with our lives!
You said it’d be a day
And we’re still travelling through the swamp
Somebody really oughta go and
Knock your captain’s hat right off
We approach another clearing
The locals pin us down again
No question if I’m going to die
It’s just a matter of when!
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Riding Crop
03:51
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Photo on the tabletop
Carmen with her riding crop
Curled locks of auburn hair
Carmen’s penetrating stare
Her demeanor justified
Carmen captured in mid-stride
Blades of grass between her toes
Carmen sweating through her clothes
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Victim
03:50
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There’s nothing left, you’re scared
Tired and underprepared
Tremors take hold of you
Know you’re going nowhere
You fall down in the dirt
And you can tell you’re hurt
You know there’s nothing you can do
But try to stay alert
I know it’s looking grim
You clutch your bleeding limb
This would be done by now
If it were up to him
Enjoy your panicked breaths
Only so many left
As we grow closer to
The moment of your death!
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Pointe Mouillee
02:43
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There is a hive of bees
In the tank that’s parked in Estral Beach
I’ll lay down in the morning dew
If I can slide between the treads with you
Suck your chest in close to see
The honeycombed machinery
On the ground until it’s dark
Honey-dripped in Village Park
Shooting down the turnpike
In a bullet in disguise
You know you get real quiet
When I look you in the eyes
Outside in the moonlight
The night’s sliding away
I’m hunting in the darkness
For all the words to say
Tonight we’ll find our way
(for all the words to say)
To the eastern shore of Point Mouillee
(for all the words to say)
It might be too far to see the light
(for all the words to say)
And we can hold out for an endless night
(for all the words to say)
Climb the rocks down to the sea
Knowing that you’ll follow me
Set my fingers in the sand
Hoping that you’ll take my hand
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Killer of Children
04:14
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She sees the world in such a beautiful way
Unique philosophy, that’s something to believe in
She’d listen but I’ve nothing valuable to say
Compared to her I’m just a killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
They say eccentric, frame it as thoughtless insult
Don’t understand her, say she doesn’t hold a candle
As if there’s dignity in always choosing default
That sort of cynicism’s more than I can handle
But still she puts the words to things I feel inside
Sequestered to semi-obscurity’s a crime
I tell whoever listens, at least I try
But people look at me disgusted just like I’m a
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
Killer of children
(Turns out he's a killer of children. So oh well.)
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Francisco Morazon does not sail any more
Got captured drifting near the South Manitou shore
Left as reminder of one innocent mistake
Francisco sees me from his sandbar in the lake
Old growth cedars line the curvy forest trail
Flowers animate the air that I inhale
Path turns sandy, struggling up the steep incline
Dodge poison oak & ivy and I emerge from the treeline
Beachgrass stings my feet, the sun beats down
I crest the sand ahead in search of higher ground
A verdant blanket hides the surface of the dunes
Dwarving all the forests of South Manitou!
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My acid dealer won’t return my calls
Counting down the hours, climbing up the walls
Can’t afford your typical vacation
Maybe I’ll try to break into Michigan Central Station
Too early to enjoy the season
Spring break in Ann Arbor is freezin’
Nobody likes me at the record store
What are my parents even paying so much money for?
Good luck finding a place to park
or Arcade Fire at The Ark
Someday I’ll find a cure
For my spring break in Ann Arbor
My spring break in Ann Arbor
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