[Dead men tell no tales. Up push the daisies till the soil is stale In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale Mr. big sleep with the carp and kelp] Once upon a time in the days o...Read Full Lyrics

Flash that buttery gold Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water...Read Full Lyrics

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Cage Yo, I?ll send this to alla my corporate corpses Trying to abort the thoughts, coming out wilin? Time to off the office, I was surely sort of twisted Worked at a tv studio, an...Read Full Lyrics

[Aesop Rock] Before shooting troops was cooler than hula hoops, High noon was your basic who's who of brutal truth. Hot summer gun or box-cutter slow dance Turn a young'n to a do...Read Full Lyrics

(for want of a name the shoe was lost) (for want of a shoe the horse was lost) (for want of a horse the rider was lost) (for want of a rider the battle was lost) (for want of a bat...Read Full Lyrics

• a.r. • so many dark arts to choose, you can focus ʻtil your phobias evolvein 40 hues, whether you levitate or bend spoons, tune in to the prudence ofthe dark heart news.• ...Read Full Lyrics