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Shugur Twins
03:17
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Shugur twins concur towns in golden fleece.
They can smell red light.
The half men half beasts take it easy.
They sift to get the yellow part of dirt.
Save up easy.
Do a push for the sacred do-rights.
The lasso men will lasso you with precision.
This calming hum.
This warm wave.
The best shit.
Now there’s no more milk for sweet siamese
but they can build a house of brassy tans and ox eye eats.
Your stake is evil.
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2. |
Brain Freeze
03:17
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That glass measured ghost
cut twice for it’s fleece.
You can’t faze that host
but you can raze a
fire at a funeral
and cast silver ring
for it’s wild temperament.
Treasure island breeze.
Brain freezing.
God; I got to make it rain.
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3. |
Triple Threat
04:39
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Singer, actor, dancer.
Poet, preacher, prancer.
You look, you pass, you pray.
A blue eyed infant is on it’s way.
Blunted big head held up carried by a psychic para-priestess.
Figure 8 black braid pre-made Fantasy Island.
Full-up, teeth out.
Primates prostrate, prelates tear-up, upset,
blue eyed and beet red.
You want it? You got it.
You want it, baby? You got it.
You want big dick? You got it.
You want wet slit? You got it.
I’m a big boy, boilermaker.
I’m a good girl, big ball-breaker.
You got it? You flaunt it.
I’m a singer, actor, dancer.
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4. |
Pain Killer
03:22
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Served up, took a rank dose and watched through the fist, ear, nose, throat,
a second life, a 2 inch knife, a 5th dimension.
When it’s right you sterilize sheep’s head.
Sit tight paralyzed by the rock you’re up against.
Froze in pose.
Big man, beat the band, with poems and prose.
Watch out!
This earns is five pounds in six weeks. Watch.
Think fast!
Judge it by yourself. It came out psycho anyhow.
Face it, last time was the last chance you had to break free.
You don’t know how.
You’re stuck.
Vile venom is spit through the teeth.
Fight for the tenements.
Shape up and ship out the stricken.
Wrest hands for the races.
Wipe out by the mule.
Fist up for big system.
Buy high get, stressed out.
Big man, wet eyed, singing hymns, distanced,
acts through assistants.
Rocks from the prison put high for the prince’s mission.
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5. |
Air In Armour
04:31
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Count to ten to claw the cloth thin.
To take care of these odds.
On fly trapeze, she carried a breeze.
Just air in armor.
With thick hair upon her.
The salt at sea and all the ox free,
the slack ass but serious,
now are lost for weeks when the boss speaks with glad hands in pockets.
Big plans at the heart of the big man.
Count this sucker in.
Maybe I’ll win and mini violins will play me out.
I’ll neck with seraphim and lick the eyelids of divine mind’s eyes.
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Heads Roll
05:30
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Back track in troves and tremors.
Watched, wise-cracked and severed.
Cash backed quacks aren’t too clever, one sight of the block and they’re twisting it to a knot.
Heads up, heads roll .
They will summon up a creature to the zone.
Red light; when it’s on it’ll get you.
Old and strapped to a pew.
Buried the map back.
That’s that.
Just so.
Foot-down operations toe to toe and tooth to tooth,
pick-and-roll into a pigeon hole.
Cat’s fight,
fact feuds
cut them in 2’s and choose
best sides and go peddle peddle.
That’s right.
That’s Rome.
Cover up the secrets to the home.
Fresh eyes but they’re
staring at a show
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