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O Holy Intro
01:24
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With Jesus
01:37
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Souls Go
02:32
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O where
O where
did my soul go?
I swear I saw it once in a player piano
and the keys sing there's nothing wrong with me
and the police say "move on cause there's nothing here to see"
then O
there my soul goes...
O where
O where
did your soul go?
I swear I saw it once in a mirror in Colorado
and the cracks in the glass say time is moving fast, so don't-
let it pass
but the amber drains to quick
and the powder doesn't stick
and the times like these-
they never last
and then O
O no
there your soul goes
and then O
O no
there your soul goes
O where
O where
did our souls go?
I swear I saw em' pickin through trash in Sacramento
and written on the dumpsters that were shut
it says just follow your gut
cause guts have more brains than hearts
and if you tear open a clock
you won't even have time to stop
all you'll have time to do is stare at all of it's parts
and then O
O no
there our souls go
O no
O no
there our souls go
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Infant
03:46
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Your exercise tapes
need an update
you got T-shirt and man it looks great
you'll be 89 years old
with 65 layers of paint on the walls
and that's all
your life spent
but can you cover last months rent?
And someday
on a Sunday
Your gonna look up at the molding on the ceiling
and see there in my old room
the best bubble I promised just for you
I wana travel like an infant learns!
I wana feel just like a little girl-
on her first period- nothing really knowing
Well I'm nervous and I'm scared
but at least I'm growing
You why do I even bother?
what if I just up and left your father?
It doesn't matter, cause you never listen.
You wana be a bum.
I said musician
and you just laughed what the hells the difference?
yeah you just laughed what the hells the difference?
and how far
from the bar
could you walk lower case b line from your car and
then fall in
ignition
I just wana go for a spin
I wana travel like an infant learns!
I wana feel just like a little girl-
on her first period- nothing really knowing
Well I'm nervous and I'm scared
but at least I'm growing
and I'm growing up
and I'm goin grey
hope I get it figured out by the end of the day
but your satisfied just feeling appetized
sit and watch TV and wait for your afterlife surprise
but all I can do
is watch the glow on you
and wonder why
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5. |
Uncle
03:59
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"Well your voice glows and your heart sings!"
were 8 of the last words my uncle ever said to me
and then he walked off into the darkness
different philosophical voices in his head
from my relatives
you're not gonna be dead
you're gonna come back to life
to or be realized
as some sort of magic man who flies
who flies
with wings
They said he was a fighter
but that was a lie
you know he'd never won a fight in his life
they said he didn't know how to quit
but he knew just fine
that was just
something that was said
to be nice
Well then after he died
well I went outside
and they needed time
to make him look more alive
a moment I'd like to forget
when I met the grandfather I'd never met
he said boy do I need a cigarette
I thought you stupid son of a bitch
I wish you'd never ever
O met my grandmother
O never ever
ever ever
O fucked my grandmother
O never
The day my uncle died
different people
hugging eachother
though they hated eachother
hiding in the corner
I'm hiding the corner...
you can find me in the corner...
I'm there in the corner...
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6. |
6 Colors of You
03:49
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One of these days you're gonna wise up and leave me
hit the light and pass on to the bitter side
and on that day your body won't be so pretty
cause it's gonna take a gurney ride-
to an operating table where the doctors aren't able
to find a pulse or hang diplomas on the walls
and your bodies like a Rubik's Cube
and once they get 6 solid colors of you
then they're gonna know how you met the same fate as Faust
Decided to take a soul vacation to watch the sphinxes crumble
and on the tour the quietest tourists loudly mumble:
"I wonder who the hell is that and do you think he went to hell and back?"
You went to answer but your voice got lost in the sand now
Couple years later thought I felt your hand on my shoulder
I turned and smiled but it must have just been the wind
and getting in a car a girl looks like you just a little bit older
I'm scared to know her now cause I loved you then.
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Well I was a virgin
when i said i fucked 20 women
and then laid it into her
and she was an old pro or a liar like me
but i think she was an honest whore
don't wana be with you no more
and I'll go crawling cross the ballpark on busted knees
cause i caught a ball between my teeth
and now I'm outta my league
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I walk past a hick and he glares me down
my mind shoots to a scene of him choking me out
my neck getting tighter tween the sweaty nubs of his fingers
and the aura of his axe and the air where it lingers
the last things I ever smell
will be the floral arrangements on my grave
cause we're all conscious when we decide to decay
feeling every root and every worm
and no synapses telling us that we need to squirm
and when at last there's more fed bugs than flesh
and when my bones and earth can fully mesh
I'll feel like a true human in a childlike sense
and be moving into a new confidence
passed down from millenia of rotting grandparents
no longer bound by the shackles of Hebrew myths!
in Greenville
i know they're gonna bury me
in Greenville
i know they're gonna bury me
and oh my lord it's such and exciting time
such and exciting time to be alive
cause it's the only time we'll be alive
yeah it's the only time we'll be alive
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I got beat up everyday in home school
i guess my momma didn't think i was to cool
and she was in her sundress when she was 20
pregos and poofy hair
and she was with Lucy when she had me
I still get claustrophobic when I'm on LSD
oh momma do you remember that time that you had amnesia
couldn't remember my name so you called me 'get out of here'
and who was that man
well I was drowning in my kiddie pool your drowning in a glass
a neighbor finished mowing and fished me out just in time
he ran didn't feel like he was moving to fast
I could count the mouthfuls of water but not the number of times
you said I's totally fine
oh I'm totally fine
Well Momma I'm 10 and your 31
I'm drunk and I'm your only son
I puked in the sink and you unnessisarly held my rat tail back
and all your other children there in bio waste bags
in a landfill barge
so many stacks of black sacks
Balder than pop I was at 15
we could have been twins the way he looks so young
or maybe just brothers born within 9 months of eachother
And dad cries on his futon and I poison your beer can
you spit out the first sip
you could tell it was just a mix
of piss beer and death
Momma you've been busy with rolling joints and yelling at me
and def leopard is soaking through the rotted insulation in the walls
and the demons are creeping in my windows
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This thing walks in and it's morphing into a couple of guys
before you fuckin know it, it's Jesus Christ
and it says:
"well there once was this funny little brilliant spirit
and it used to call your body it's home and
maybe it's just a broken sentiment
like sin in flesh valley to a pile of bones
or a backwards firing from a frontal lobe
that falls on deaf ears but plays into the fears
of all the hearts of the things in charge
and everyone's happy cause everyone's perfect"
Well I had some pills rattling around in a bottle in my jacket
and some silent in my stomach
didn't know how to OD back then
just how to make myself just a little bit nauseous
and a mantra
tracing the grooves of an organ used at 100% says
"I have to knock him out, I have to knock him out"
and if you believe me
o brother you're my friend
and if you leave me
well then that'll be the end
of our wonderful friendship
now many set sail and many begin
but many sink, and many fall
under the oceans canopies
and I'll remember you
just you remember me
and never will we fall together
cause never will we stand together
and forward into this promise land
we'll be there, my friend...
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Richard Ringer Cincinnati, Ohio
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