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The Semantic Apocalypse
02:47
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coil and recoil, claim and reclaim solemnity
purpose is lost at the aim of fidelity
drunk and unconscious of all institutions
scared and enraptured, entangled and free
god damn the foetus that hides in the attic
god damn the inflamatory fanatics
fortunate fossils play humanist tricks
shake your hips to the semantic apocalypse
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2. |
Gravity Blues
03:57
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a thing that turns out to be real is space invaders in cabriolets
they came for our woods and our seas
and to probe our squids and gays
all bets and seatbelts off, all saucers stationary
out to abduct a toff and party with the fairies
they came around noon from beyond the moon
to live somewhere clean
a map from the past had led them at last
to our world blue and green
they opened their sunroofs so they could
delight in the light and the heat
the jamnagar smoke seeped in
and downed their whole damned fleet
they're falling from the sky singing the gravity blues
they're gonna crash and die along with mike hughes
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3. |
Turd of God
05:47
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plump, stately, full of fecal pride
one perfect coil, not a single divide
i shouted to my friends outside
it's mine I said, they said I lied
look at my shit
i'm proud of it
my work is my truth
you absolute git
of all the the things that I would lie about
of all the accusations I could do without
this is the lowest low
and I think you know
all I wanted to show you was the truth
but no
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4. |
Eatthereal
04:10
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they said you couldn't hide from your troubles
just by getting high and blowing bubbles
well here you are, still going strong
you superstar, you proved them wrong
been searching high and low
where did 0 go?
it's been so long, I wanna know
hi hi ho, where did 0 go?
it's been so long, I wanna know
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5. |
Harpocrates
02:11
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things will still be left unsaid when the last of us is dead
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Antiorthodoxidance
06:02
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Limpida
03:48
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this revealing scenery
undebased machinery
never freer nor cleaner
we absorb its demeanour to see
what's between the green and me
as my trust is now in bloom
in the raw as your costume
how much more can be assumed
naked in a mirror room
you keep your promise flying low
so I can see the light below
you keep your engine running slow
so I may revel in its glow
speak to me candidly
like only you can do
ethereal space candy
electric subliminal goo
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8. |
Heaven's Gate
04:39
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as we grow and accelerate, as we die and reincarnate
who will come to alleviate us of our tension and our hate
if we're too young to concentrate and still too old to take the bait
then one day it might be too late for another heaven's gate
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