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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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Track Name: Brothersong
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 ...
Track Name: Sun Prone
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
Track Name: Anxiety Ghost (Honeycomb)
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
Track Name: Tinybaby Song of Affluence (Handless)
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
Track Name: Tinybaby (Song of Affluence)
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
Track Name: Mitchum's Chin
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
Track Name: Dripcatcher
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
Track Name: Banishing Snakes
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
Track Name: Trundlehorse
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!
Track Name: Isaac and Abraham
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
Track Name: Spitbox
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