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1.
Brothersong 03:18
My brother was a wild child Stealing pennies from the video store and He left a trail of hairs down the sidewalk Brightly dyed and disguised Whole suit of skin live as vinyl Smelled like candy from miles away ... I'll treat you like Jesus I'll comb out your tresses Dress you up in pink dresses He says I should shut up Let 'em yell while I clam up Oh come on girl, just grow up You're not meant for this world anyway ...
2.
Sun Prone 03:18
I had a paper bag I brought home To the house in the which I was raised I filled it up with mother's lunch And all the other drugs left over after that The place I came from Makes me so depressed Who needs Who needs I love the sunshine of course Who needs Who needs
3.
I had a paper bag I brought home (pack me up) To the house in the which I was raised (pack me in) (moving boxes - and a ghost) I filled it up with mother's lunch And all the other drugs left over after that (I kept in the drawer) The place I came from (it was a drawer where I finally found it) Makes me so depressed (Told me -- that I felt so so so lonely) Who needs Who needs (A drawer with a life in it) I love the sunshine of course Who needs Who needs
4.
I wouldn't trade my little eight-room house for you I got one missus and I don't want two I love you baby but you don't understand That feeling you is fine and kissing you is grand But I wouldn't trade my little eight-room house for you Water tastes fine but money tastes sweeter And I'd rather have a fire than a paraffin heater I wouldn't give my little wooden wife for you Some men think babies are cute and Darling I know I'm a dream come true But I wouldn't trade my little eight-room house for you Lord knows the train tracks are pretty But I'd rather drive my Rolls-Royce round the city I wouldn't give my little eight-room life for you
5.
I wouldn't trade my little eight-room house for you I got one missus and I don't want two I love you baby but you don't understand That feeling you is fine and kissing you is grand But I wouldn't trade my little eight-room house for you Water tastes fine but money tastes sweeter And I'd rather have a fire than a paraffin heater I wouldn't give my little wooden wife for you Some men think babies are cute and Darling I know I'm a dream come true But I wouldn't trade my little eight-room house for you Lord knows the train tracks are pretty But I'd rather drive my Rolls-Royce round the city I wouldn't give my little eight-room life for you
6.
They ask me things I do not know Absurd and unholy like dirty snow I prayed with my head bowed down so low in mourning And what did I find? Shout for joy and shout for gold Let the whole wide world wither and shiver in the cold Take all the life that your little love-hand can hold and Fake it till you make it to the company town at the end of the rainbow 5, 10 Let me be free 15, 20 Get me on me knees Winning - hide and seek Hand me a bible and give me a little sleep Sell me some snake-oil potion to darken my dreams So when my eyes awake they'll know very well what they see Oh holy doctor don't do me wrong 5, 10 Let me be free 15, 20 Get me on me knees Winning - hide and seek Oh lord, how long will you look on While I'm clothed in confusion Beasties stir my mind into a soupy song When will I be returned? 5, 10 Let me be free 15, 20 Get me on me knees Winning - hide and seek
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Dripcatcher 04:01
Please Hunt or gather sell or barter It's the same old trade First comes evening Then comes morn In the same old day Room by room I haunt the house through That we inhabit together Heart fear nothing for heart -- You will find her The day you wear Hung on the door Darling I don't smell like you anymore -- I wear perfume, Oh darling I wear perfume Old hopes go to ground And start up new From the same old seed
9.
Of this day tomorrow I'll be listening My ears open sometimes I'll be there tomorrow for the christening But I don't know about Christ Now there's something to hate in everyone Don't fool yourself you're bad Only nothingness above So many flaws to be had You could say that we're not withering But no amount of light can wipe Out every shadow no I'm blistering In what always leaves dusk behind Tell my sundry escapes they're not overdone It's always going to last My duration's just begun Show plenty pawprints on the glass
10.
Trundlehorse 02:55
Regret hit me like a foreign disease All the warning signs that I should have seen All the nights that you spent hunting the ghost in your being All the scattered parts of a human being Hope it takes you somewhere I know this is nowhere Hope it takes you somewhere I know this is nowhere But I'll be a bugwings bouquet someday A slowly welling cough unbroken I am out of luck and funds of course A gallery of what might have been ever growing I'll never trust what's hidden in your trundlehorse Hope it takes you somewhere I know this is nowhere I'm hungry I need some air Give me your mouth give me your chair And your chin And your knees And your laugh Something is off here. But I like it!
11.
How many roads must a man walk down Before he gets eaten by an ape And how many times can must angel fall before you give it up And throw him in the lake And how many friends can one man have Before he hates them all The answer my friend, is Isaac killing Abraham The answer is Isaac killing Abraham When I go to the supermarket, I get real easily overwhelmed I don't know what to pocket I'm afraid I'm going to hell I'm a Reese's peanut butter cup I'm everything good about America We came here my friend looking for porn mags and insulin We came for porn mags and insulin I really hate architecture I wish we all lived in a tent (Singular!) We wouldn't have to pay the plumbing We wouldn't have to pay any rent Let's all move into a convent And get communally married to a dead guy The answer my friend is ... The answer my friend, is Isaac killing Abraham The answer is Isaac killing Abraham
12.
Spitbox 05:55
World turning too fast to dig my grave, I guess i'll have to live a- nother day, it hurts to shine, yeah like glass staining your spine Moving pictures drawing on my mind an artist's hands made me a little kinder, it hurts to pine, yeah like a cold wind crying HAD A SHOEBOX FULL OF SPIT EVERYBODY WANTED TO STICK THEIR SISTERS IN IT but we couldn't find the time trading souls for dimes ... drive slow drive on a flat line i'm getting littler all the time old max would walk me home when he was aching for your bed we didn't know where he came from but we thought he would stay the night i'd like to keep you safe this time but i can't do for you what other people might, never was one for looking forward AND WE'VE GOT NOTHING TO GO ON HERE I'M SWIMMING THRU YOUR SHADOW MY DEAR and when you come waiting for me i can see you're real happy so why don't you smile Pack you your lunch my lungs in a sack Carry me cross country on your back I heard you're doing fine ... Well so am I

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released March 7, 2017

Album cover art by our fellow alien Ariana Weckstein.

Credits go to the wonderful Omar Khan for producing, mixing, and mastering the album ('sept tracks 3, 4, and 10). This album would not exist without his talents. And you should check out his music on bandcamp.

We would like to thank our friends and family for their support. This album could not have been made without:

Casa Zimbabwe, the home-corners, friends and freaks and witches amongst whom most of this album was writ.

Nahla, Najib, and Teeb Al-Samarrai; Ash McNeely; Elisa Odabashian; Gavin Odabashian; Jay Stilwell; Joan Coale; George McNeely;The Diefenbach Family; Evan Nyarady; Lisa Toucher; Cedar Farwell; Ryan Avery; Sara Wald; Jashvina Devadoss; Kouros Alaghband; Jefferson Tesla Woods; Patrick Forrester; Anna Vignet; Peter Nocka; Anela deLaveaga; Patrick Lu; Sarah Browne; Lindsay Cook; Corey Scher; Sara Ahmed; Joshua Barish; Chris Weir; Nada Shaath; Licia Padham; Joshua Barish; Tim McIntyre; Victoria Torres; Ro Rushton-Green; Helen Butler;Christopher Jain; Ryan Elisabeth Reid; Barry Kitterman; Ting Deng; Rachel Talon Mazer; Jason Clark Webber; Andrea Haidar; Nic Hlavacek; Natalia Reyes; Alexander Dubovoy; Ollie Richards; Owen Kent and many others. Thank you all.

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