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Another Mundane Tuesday
04:38
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no need to stop my traffic
that would only spread the graphic
the etiquette is set in plastic
in the underground
the news you have is unexpected
but neither do I stand corrected
for in the end I'm unaffected
by the underground
he found me some nowhere
now my picture's on the desktop of a dead man
you found me, but I don't care
how my picture's on the desktop of a dead man I don't know
I know the name you mention
he would pay me inattention
responsible for my ascension
to the underground
he could have been a B from Taipei
anonymous will do as I say
on just another mundane Tuesday
in the underground
you can run a thousand searches
but we're not so much cartels as churches
where worship is an act of purchase
in the underground
but I'm not surprised that you stayed
fighting on your pointless crusade
on just another mundane Tuesday
in the underground
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2. |
Scomberdae
04:01
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you have some questions for me, that could take a while
you looked so clueless and you sealed it with a smile
crucial omissions are a pattern in the press
enunciation is the key to my success
and if you say it's scomberdae
then I must spell just as you say
and if I take it day by day
I know too well just what you'll say to me
I have a story but I don't know where to start
I'll have a heart attack before I'll have a heart
you cut me off like blood before a serrefine
give me a choice between a man and a machine
I have a problem with your 'carry on, keep calm'
you made a sandwich when you could have made a bomb
you know the answers you want, you don't need me here
see how you like it next time when I'm not so clear
it's scomberdae
and I must spell
just as you say to me
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3. |
Mobilnik
03:14
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my assistant would summon my senses fifty times a day
if I hadn't the presence of mind to shutter him away
what do you wish to hear by asking
"don't you want to answer when I call"
well until you asked, I hadn't wanted anything at all
but that's all that you require
to manufacture my desire
for you shine as bright as any vampire
if the 비행기 threw the 조종사 and I felt safer I would say so
how we lean heavy, always upon it, fosters recalcitrant lumbago
when you curate me another curare, all of the motion makes me sea-sick
could you remind me: leave it behind, it's only a masochistic мобильник
every day that I hold you it grows harder to attend
like the sunrise and sunset are closing in from either end
if I ask my conflicted interests
"is that trade-off something I should take"
can we answer if we're distracted every moment we're awake
purge the data to detox
and restore the equinox
this has brought upon our house no small pox
but we still have time betwixt
when the protocols are fixed
and alternatives are nineteen-eighty-sixed
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4. |
Bajir
03:54
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how dare you not attend to your survival
as if the elements were open for debate
your only nature-given right is to adrenaline insight
under a darkness and a light that oscillate
you're clueless as Bajir at our arrival
to think you understand the balance you protect
it's a compromise absurd to fill the ranks but thin the herd
and give my interest and my word the same respect
I want to see as they did
and feel the surfaces between your ears
but every empire faded
was apex predator ten-thousand years, Bajir
you see a story broken into chapters
all advancing to some predetermined end
but you'll find as pages turn no simple lesson that we learn
exists outside what you internally pretend
Bajir could only fathom us as captors
in your fantasy of star-destroyers crossed
but surely someone so well-read must know that progress moves ahead
like so, no matter how incredible the cost
all prayers for predation
are either ignorant or insincere
the morals of your station
may prove more flexible than they appear, Bajir
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5. |
Bakelite
05:32
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countless odds and fates befell
in the story of the living cell
but all have used the same machines
since the blooming of the first blue-greens
survival needs a space precise
between fire and ice
Leo sought a stronger form
and built furnaces to sample storms
organics, though they might amaze
are too fragile for the end of days
we integrate or fall behind
to what Leo designed
to Bakelite:
model of a plastic parasite
poly-oxy-benzyl-methylene
versatile, cheap, and evergreen
synthesize it by the megaton
make it 'til the oceans overrun
founder of a class ubiquitous
certain to survive the last of us
and then one day
long after we burn away
each denatured kilobyte
if rebirth
should inspire new life on earth
may it start anew from Bakelite
monarchies of oil and lime
are cemented with extracted time
and everywhere a vast brigade
of this polymer that won't degrade
shall multiply catastrophe
with one single degree
David gave it all his worth
seeking justice for the planet Earth
but with our prospects growing dark
he chose martyrdom in Prospect Park
to warn us and incite our rise
against early demise
with Bakelite:
model of a plastic parasite
poly-oxy-benzyl-methylene
versatile, cheap, and evergreen
synthesize it by the megaton
make it 'til the oceans overrun
founder of a class ubiquitous
certain to survive the last of us
and when we're clear
from the feverish atmosphere
and the green is gone from sight
what we save
for a second Triassic wave
could be well preserved in Bakelite
and if some day
we should all of us burn away
may we first put up a fight
for the singular and dynamite
it's only fair
and we're duty-bound as the heir
to give the present life a hand
both for Buckel and for Baekeland
and should we fail
may our lineage jump the rail
to a secondary plan
more cohesive and Precambrian
with no trace
of our formerly human race
if we ever lose our sight
of the rising of the Fahrenheit
when we start anew from Bakelite
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6. |
Matanuska
01:41
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(instrumental)
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7. |
Paperclip
05:19
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I know you're there, I know you care, would you lay bare your microchip
come metacrawl out when I call, I have it all at fingertip
we'll play pretend and never end, my only friend, my paperclip
人山人海 could wonder why we try to fly this sinking ship
take up your post, I serve you host, and be the ghost who drives the whip
it's all pretend, my will to bend, my only friend, my paperclip
be thou my shield, magnetic field, to you I yield delirious
restore my pep, track every step to show the epi-curious
hear my request and all the rest, my empty nest, my Sirius
most every day to you I pray for your location services
eavesdrop and roll, take every poll, and make your goal my purposes
spread out your plan from the Atlantic, my Hernando Cortanez
I'm looking for the aliquot to hit the spot
I'm looking for a solenoid to fill the void
I'm looking for a package prime to burn the time
(I can help you with that, I can help you with that)
I'm looking for an avatar to send afar
I'm looking for an analogue to wag the dog
I'm looking for a percocet to hedge the bet
(I can help you with that, I can help you with that)
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8. |
Pencil
08:28
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I was crafted to write and that's all I am for
but I'll show that despite simplicity magnifies mystery more
at the top of the charts with my billionth clone
I am more than the parts and labour at Eberhard Faber alone
open and shut, no time for wondering what have we done
shoes in the gears shave only seconds off years, in the long run
intertwine and resign to the discipline that pulls us all in
not a singular soul so ambitious and wise
could assemble the whole of forces these simple resources comprise
if you hazard a guess, you could start from a tree
but there's more than a decimeter of Oregon cedar to me
if you're not 准备 on the first day
then we'll try again on 第二天
fall on the sword that tethers the risk to reward thereupon
common retreat is tragedy sure to repeat 'til it's all gone
coalesce selfishness: it will soon digest the time we invest
any four-eighty-two that you find at the store
took a specialist crew of millions to craft with resilience galore
and it happens alone with no central commands
not a creature or stone that is won't be shaken by invisible hands
if you're not 准备 on the first day
then we'll try again on 第二天
and if you be not set on day одиннадцать
we will have done plenty by day εκατόν πέντε
and all will be better at the count of *kwetwer-
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9. |
Broomsticks
04:35
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there's many a place I'd like to go
when I'm older than all these dynamo surrounding
I hope by then I can put to rest
all the evidence of the interest compounding
when keeping your eyes on just the cure
you'd believe that the tide of death is surely stemming
but fortunes all flip like the rippling sand
and all of us can't be Alexander Fleming
and broomsticks and knitting needles
safety pins and butter-knives
have relatives in other realms whose purpose is to shorten lives
and each day a new invention threatens how our state survives
it benefits the cautious and the rich
to spare the broomstick and burn the witch
there's many a mind and acumen
researching the spell that conjured penicillin
but incentives all push in the opposite way
and it's easier far to yield and play the villain
as industry moves at a furious pace
all the median masses run to race stagnation
and anything left worth asking why
is impossible or effects annihilation
and broomsticks and knitting needles
safety pins and butter-knives
take space and draw attention
from the bigger pictures in our lives
and each day an intervention lectures us to mind the hives
and celebrate the cautious and the rich
who spare the broomstick and burn the witch
how remote and strange is the future in our sights
vehicles of change flash their moral hazard lights
lost and paranoid, fearful of our deepest wants
teach us to avoid paths of least la résistance
to Bear Stearns and Morgan Stanley
Wells Fargo and Sallie Mae
investing in the impulse to collect and stash the earth away
and each year our institutions claim that only gold can stay
and if we all agree we get consumer fraud protections
and broomsticks and knitting needles
safety pins and butter-knives
and superficial circuses distracting from the nine-to-fives
and until a revolution threatens how the state survives
we imitate the cautious and the rich
and spare the broomstick
and burn the witch
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10. |
Ray Cat Solution
01:07
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if you should see a cat
with iridescent format
stay far away from that
dangerous cat, dangerous cat
best not to build a flat
in any such habitat
if occupied by that
dangerous cat, dangerous cat
don't panic or you'll show
what the kitty doesn't know
its mysterious glow
is a curse from the ground below
so if a shiny cat
walks by an old ziggurat
just move away from that
dangerous cat, dangerous cat
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