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Red
04:42
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Take the color red
put it on your head
if it hurts or it spreads
pick a needle, go to bed
Take the color red
put it on your bed
spring of finger
spring of death
vessels on your shelf
Take that finger go to bed
if it screams, if it smells
flush blue tissue through your head
Wheel of Fortune, wheel of death
roll it all up in a cell, let that cell go to hell
pull it back up from the well, when it screams pull it out and stuff it in your mouth
chew it up spit it free, those spots on the street
when you finally put it out from the stuffing in your mouth
those spots on the street, spots on the street
Take the color red, Spring the needle , Now spring a dead
Rubberband, Now rubberman, Sprung the needle, Now Fandaman
Put the beetle, Now fit the ride, From the needle, No friends of mine
Sprinkle Dinkle, Rubber Can, Squeeze the squish until
Spring of finger, Spring of Death
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2. |
Day Was Gone
03:15
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The Rays took the Clock
The Bridges went underneath
The Day was Done
The birds lost their Coats
Those mamoths in those boats
The Day was Done
The baby squirrel took the oath
the rain crossed their throats
The Day was Done
The rain took the cold
come in, leave it alone
The Day was Done
Hey, leave those owls alone
The cow bent my arm
All the Golden years rolled in one
The Day was Done
The Cat caught my tongue
the Day was Gone
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3. |
Bushat Shmei Shhorim
05:13
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לבושת שמי שחורים בחוץ רק עורב תלוי בחוט לא רוצה להסתכל אליו יש לו מבט חדוד
התא זכרון
יער זקוף
מתאבן ברוש ראשה
לבושת שמי שחורים לוגמת מין הים מים עשויים ממיץ טהור של בטנה
השומר לא מדבר
רק אחד יכול לראות דרך החור יהלום פרות
הוא השומר שלא מדבר
לסובב לו את התקליט שיגלה סוד מהתחתית
הלילה בא
וכל אישה
נרגה לבת
מניקה, לא רוצה
ללבוש את השמלה
כוכבי אבק במדורה
רק רוצה לראות אותה עם אותו אותה אישה רק רוצים לראות את המגבעת
היא רוצה לראות אותה היא מוצאת את הים נקודה שלא מספיקה להבהב בלב מנוקד
ברגליי חופי קרה סופות ֿבטלטלה היא רצתה בעץ קרוב ללבה
היא מצאה בשערה קידון קטן עשוי נוצה ונתנה אותו לשומר
לה לה לה…
אך הוא עוד לא דיבר ודפק את המסמר עם קידון נוצה הוא רצה
לראות את היער קם כאיילת העשן, הוא מצא אותה בשדה האילה
ובשדה חוטה ליטול כותנה, במבטה עוד אישה ועוד ילדה השומר והעורב רצו לראות אותה
אז היער נזקף
מחוט על תקרה
שמי ההבנה
אבן על חוטה
היא רצתה לעוף עד לשם
אבל מה נשאר
רק עורב בחלונה
Dressed in sky of black, outside only a raven hanging on a string, she does not want to look at it, because of its sharp gaze
Memory cell
An erect forest
Turns to stone in her mind
Dressed in black skies sipping sea sex water made from pure holy juice of her stomach
The guard does not speak
Only one can see through the cow's diamond hole
He's the guard who does not speak
Turn his record to reveal a secret from the bottomless pit
Night is coming
And every woman turns into a girl
Breastfeeding, I do not want to wear the dress
Dust stars in the bonfire.
Just want to see her with the same the same woman just want to see the bowler.
She wants to see her and she finds the sea a point that is not enough to flicker with a dotted heart
My feet were cold and stormy. She wanted a tree close to her heart
She found a little feather in her hair and gave it to the guard
La la la… But he had not spoken yet and knocked the nail with a feather crown he wanted
to see the forest rise like the deer of smoke, he found it in the field of the eclipse.
And in a field cut to take cotton, another woman and another guard girl and the crow wanted to see her
Then the forest woke up
From string attached to the ceiling
sympathetic sky
A stone on her string
She wanted to fly up to there
but what was left only a crow at her window.
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4. |
Grin
04:22
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Ahum
Somebody Grinned
Ahum
Somebody Swayed
Vessels cry to the sirened pile sky
a latex polished eye
Ahum... (whistle)
Ahum
Somebody Grinned
Ahum
Somebody Swayed
Vessels cry to the sirened pile sky
a latex polished eye
Said I don't want to sleep under a cotton covered horse
the rivers run steep blue through the cotton covered corpse
where the children hide land-filled blood and bind
said I don't want to sleep on the back of my toes
I Said I don’t want to sleep under cotton covered horse
The rivers, slits of glue cotton written through the joints
As the children grin land-filled bloody wind
Said I don’t want to sleep on the back of my toes
where the colored vessel cries
the colored vessel cries
I said I don’t
I said I don’t
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5. |
I Wait
04:09
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I wait, I wait
covered in snow
wait for time, for time is cold
I wait where I stay words caught in the stones
mar-rowed bone forget their home, won’t you come back home.
I waited for the snow
I waited but my hands are cold
I waited for the snow
I waited for you in the snow
I wait I wait caught in the rocks
can someone take my left wing off
I think I’ve flown enough
I cant believe my two little twins caught between the suns
their yellow cries and marrow lies, wont you come back home
I waited for the snow
I waited but my hands are cold
I waited for the snow
I waited for you in the snow
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The Giant steps, they take my Breathe
I want Savior, your in my arm for lay, the giants.
Ancients of Asia falling from the tree
Forgive my soul for my hands are set free
Candy on the sidewalk forever take my hand
For there is a land beyond my hand
take my hand
take my hand.
There is a story about three Giants
has anyone seen, anybody seen them around?
Has anybody, anybody seen them around, they stole my breathe!?
Dead swordsman
kneeling on their frown
separate the sound from the man on the ground
I've written on these stones written on by storms
the seas of Breathe
The Giant steps Take my breathe
The Giant steps Take my breathe.
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7. |
Color Rise
04:20
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You never know
When the cold wind rise
You cant behold what you hold
When you hold it right
The one you know, no, no
Will the color rise
When the rolling inside and the hand in the rye
Don’t you know when the cold wind rise
The only bone left alone is your own.
I can’t hold back the city streets
Caught my hands beneath my feet
When the rolling inside
And the color rise
Don’t you hold, let the cold wind rise
I can’t hold back the city streets
Caught my hands beneath my feet
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8. |
Remote Control
03:20
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When I’m Happy
When I’m sad
when I’m just on my own
Remote Control...
When I’m worried
when I’m scared
I look in the mirror I thought I saw a bear
Remote control...
Remote Control
Can the bear leave
Remote control
When I’m worried when I’m scared I got out of bed oh that forgotten hair
I’m a battery case , I’m a battery base, I’m a battery save, save me
Still sucking on my thumb my mom was born again
No I really really really, I said I really wanted to run
Can the bear leave? (remote control...)
Can the sky change? (remote control...)
Remote control...
(Hebrew…)
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9. |
Crayon Colored Crows
02:46
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This pack of crayons
Gets me coloring these crows
Pointed conuses to hold
Send them south of the south poles
Where this pile of bones cannot be controlled
Silly flashlights cannot show what’s deep and dark in these holes
But these colorful crows
These crayon colored crows
Put on your ears and it will snow
Its cold
Its cold
These crayon colored crows
Oohh…
And it will snow.
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10. |
Sad House
03:06
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Sometimes I took the wrong trail
falling backwards off that highest rail
Living in a box the windows shut my eyes
The train keeps going on the other side
Drunk men in suits making deals in my head
Oh my god did you hear what he just said
Sometimes my finger is on my hand
picking up electricity inside my bed
three men in suits making deals in my head
Calm down now you know your all instead
Buttons cop buttons cop up, Buttons call my brain cells
Buttons call Button combs Button up Button combs my Brain cells
Can you hear the sound, its the size of my mouth
The windows shut the size of my eyes
Living in a box the windows shut my eyes
The train keeps going on the other side
Drunk men in suits making deals in my head
Oh my god did you hear what he just said
just said, just said, just said.
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COOKIE TONGUE Brooklyn, New York
Quirky folk fairy tales with weirdo art band sounds. Melodies, lyrics, and soundscapes woven together in a mystical, bewitching constellation. Tumbling down the Cookie hole, through surreal rolling sleeves of starlight, spellbound, tasting of a world just beyond. ... more
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