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Naughty Fingers
01:31
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She was all blown out like a whale
But I tried to push it away the best I could
There was a fiendish look in her thighs
And I tried to tuck it away the best I could
Her blinking lights had come to a stop
Oh I tried to run away
But collapsed I just dropped
She tied me up and dragged me home
The only thing that I could smell was outdated cologne
Someone's taken
Soul forsaken
Climate Shaken
Lizzy Borden
In My Face
Complicated
Medication
Complicated
Medication
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2. |
Orange Tree Breeze
02:43
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She keeps the bodies in the back
No one can see them underneath
The miter saw, the staple gun, the tambourine, and all the poison
Wearing a flower in her hair swallow the key under the sink
Rehearsing lies trying to keep a simple speech she lets the boys in
Strapped down butt naked to the ground from which we're born
She lights a match and spreads their cheeks to let the toys in
Save them from this God-awful spectacle
You know that their innocent souls don't deserve this
Take them from the pain of illusory torment
Why would anyone want this deep pinch?
And no matter how they kick and scream to be released
She's just a tease you know, nobody gets to go free
And all her medicine ain't worth a thing you know it's not
Something you should die for
I'm trying to keep the situation in control
One thing I learned is that it's always hard to speak
When you're not breathing
The conjurer eliminates my deities with just slash
A gasp of air that leads to wheezing
Photographs between the hollowed line
Coprophobic paragraphs beginning to unwind
All the things we banked upon
Were rolled around in slime
Never leave an epitaph
Then you cried his soul is mine.
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3. |
Paper Wagons
02:39
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Not when you want it
But when you've gone astray
Not when you flaunt it
But when you find your way
Beautiful, so beautiful
Were the days that disappeared
Into dust
Gone to race for the Sun
Trying to find the time that's passed
I tried to comfort myself to no avail
But sleeping giants
They have no tale to tale
Beautiful, so beautiful
Were the days when I was broke
All alone gone to chase the paper wagon
Only to begin again...
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4. |
Jungle Cats
03:09
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Where were you when I was looking for a second chance
To have a dance among the wildebeasts and avoid these jungle cats
Slipping through the great divine and breaking all my toes
To catch a glimpse of all that majest within your pocket prose
Lauhging on the trip away, I hope you'll set your sails today
And grab that magic hand that always hovers over land
Reaching for the farthest stars in hotel rooms and dollar bars
Just waiting for the Sun to come and shine on you
If I could show you anything I'd love to take you traveling
And place you on a mountain by the sea
But where we'd hide I do not know, oh how could we escape
from all the pompous folks, the city rats, and all those jungle cats?
If I could love you in the morning
I'd call upon the world to sing
If I could wish the best upon you
I'd put my eggs in one baguette
And if I had the proper funding
You know I'd always be in stock
And if I had to wear a rubber
You would be banished from my cock
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5. |
Phoebe
02:18
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I'm gonna set you down and make you my wife
So shut that mouth and don't you give me no strife
The way you scramble down the street hurts my head
I wanna wrap your earthly shell to my bed.
You're screaming triggers dreaming that you won't be hear tomorrow.
Deep breathing so relieving, what's an ounce of drool to do with you?
I'm gonna slip a tortured soul in your glass
And make a triple-x film of your ass
The way you wobble gives me shakes in my back
Your sticky fluids just won't cut me no slack
Your fingers feel like butter as they slide across my great protrusion
Wet dreaming tortures meaning that your dress will drop onto my floor
Soul clutter mother fucker, won't you take me for a ride again?
Still clinging to deserted warriors who raped you sins...
So sit down beside yourself and take a look at how much things have
Changed
Where else can it go from here?
I can't make you see
What the scandal means
It's been set in stone
Soon you'll be alone
In the bowels of hell
You made for yourself
In the bowels of hell
You made for yourself
You made for yourself
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6. |
No Benefit At All
03:10
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7. |
Afraid of Love
03:06
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Stephen gentleman blinded
Went on weeping in the snow
Everybody hated him
Except the one we all know
Fields of bodies and ashes
In the summer light glow
Where the flesh is unbinded
Metamorpheses flow... (sp? Who cares?)
Mission silence on a chord on a cave
Dragging beneath plastic boats on a stage
Cringing and swinging upon rotted air
Where the silent are changing into technoflare...
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8. |
Symmetry
02:30
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When you were young and your soul was on fire
I took the apple from your eye
The comma was pointing to the oil annointing
Where you laid me in the sands
Lamas appointed to the pharaohs disjointed
Telephonic asymmetry
Bloated and torched out
Look around at the bloodhounds eyes they're glaring in misery
Keep talking, keep talking
Saying all those things that you used to say
Keep squalking, Keep squalking
You sure look like a drag with that splinter in your eye
When you smoke grass and your mind was distorted
Did you ever feel the same?
Stopping and standing, took a cruise to the landing
And I saw my favorite things...
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9. |
The Return
03:32
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Harmoniously fly away
Into a sharpened glare
Beyond that point
No I don't dare
The greatest sign engulfs your eyes
You golden cow
And now you're realized
For what you are
I've seen that look in their eyes before
We've clapped our hands a thousand times
And I can only visualize it when it happens
The return to all that I knew
Reflecting on the summer breezes
And autumns fall into to despair
Across the tundra and the seasons
We lose at every chance we get
The mountain air eclipses reason
The sea-salt taffy calls me teasing
To take a look at what I have
I tried but failed at every lesson...
I know my mission here is done
I know my mission here is done
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Drops of Poopiter
02:30
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And when I walked into the pearly gates
I was the sole survivor, a lone Macgyver
I when I jumped off from the escalator
I was fighting fire, a lonely liar
I tried to take a couple jewels with me
But I was masticated and reactivated
I couple laughs a couple tears
And we're all shining
But we're fabricated
A clone elated
I checked your pulse and all the things you said
Accounted for the cycle
The angel Michael
Trapping my vengeance in a solemn word
I asked to be forgiven
A soul arisen
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11. |
Mystery Man
03:33
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I climbed up higher than I ever thought I could
But there was nothing atop that lonely crest
And simple satisfaction is so much more
Important when you're dead
I saw the drunked light pass me by
And wave a finger at my horrid try
But all is well now
Because I'm submerged
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12. |
Secret Slut
03:41
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I'll write you poems everyday
Hey little one don't you go running away
Come be my secret
I'll lick the fluid off of your finger tips
I'll bounce those titties while you swivel your hips
Come be my secret
My star is setting almost every day
And when I look at you I can't look away
My little secret slut
One time over and a quick free-for-all
Is what I need so won't you give me a call
And be my secret slut
Your lips are cotton, my junk ginger ale
If you like vernors sweety give me a yell
And be my secret slut
Please little darling won't you show me a sign
Or just a quiver so I'll know that you're mine
My little secret slut
Ooh baby crawling up my veins
I feel the fire in my legs
You nasty bitch you punish me
But you can't see reality
It's underneath what you adorn
So come and see why you were born
Give me a call and wet your lips
Just through some powder on your nose
And wear that stretchy panty house
Pick up the phone to sweat and moan
I'm all alone here on my thrown
Ring on the bell and open wide
I'll come inside and make you mine
I'll make you mine
My little secret slut
My little secret slut
My little secret slut
My little secret slut.
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Jeff Spisak (Sacred Slut) Detroit, Michigan
I record lots of music everday in basement. I play and croon all of the parts on my trusty old laptop. I'm starting to play out more but I need a band to make that happen because open mics are getting me tired, as people don't hear how the music sounds anyway. Playing live feels like a chore most of the time anyways. Gimme a computer, a mic, and a keyboard... I'm in heaven! ... more
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