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We rode a turquoise-magenta bird with no name over the black purple sea, into the heart of Jipree-dyudgan prefecture
Now, no state is innocent but Jipree-dyudgan didn't deserve what was happening to them,
and plus—Zaflo's sister Butch was in Mortiño castle somewhere—CAPTURED!
When we got there the spot was hot with 5-0 everywhere
But our giant bird had already flown off on us—
We had to find another way in.
Alio had an idea, contact the Anarcho-Syndicalist Rock women of the swamplands
I looked over the ridge to the capital captured city below
Industrial tanks spewing gray matter into the orange blue sky
Populated towers held hostage by invading plutocratic soldiers
Thousands of soldiers
Faces from every cross-section of the Galaxy
Each one ready to kill with varying degrees of certainty
"Yo these pigs are lookin shook right now, they know the Landers are coming but they don't know when!"
"Let's give the people what they want."
"Alright I'm clicking it in!"
The black rainbow music careened over the mountain
to the city below
melting the metal all along the way
All the little pieces of metal in a transistor radio
There was a dam that melted
It wasn't the best situation
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2. |
My Loving Sister
02:24
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I'd die for you
So long my loving sister
Why cry it's true
So wrong
So long
My friend
We're from the seeds of the days
That's long been passed away
Make way enforced
on the hour
the one who steals the power
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Clear/Bright
02:09
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Clear Bright
Near sight
She came off like a rebel
Played bass in the hall
Started listening to metal
Banshee caterwauls
Drove dad up the walls
Queer Light
Weird night
She fell off like a petal
Made rings in the pond
Never wanted to settle
Spray paint at the prom
Got addicted to pedals
Got addicted to songs
Built a whole other level
Then queened up her pawn
Headbanged with your mom
Went clear in the wrong
Peeled 8 on your lawn
Made waves with her songs
Threw rocks at the gong
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4. |
Play It Cool
02:53
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Can't play it cool
the accident, smoother than your fake accent
you talk too slow,
Mom and Dad have always known
you can't play it cool
you supersize
with each request a penguin dies
you have my eyes,
film me in the mirror lies,
can't play it cool
you pick up sticks,
meet me at the well at 6:00
Listen to Styx
Can't play it cool
you play it warm
stronger than my love forlorn
consuming porn with the X-Man Storm
You play it wise,
all the presents are your prize
Your angels rise,
kiss your head
creeping near your jag off bed
Your old dog Ted
has monetized
Every last drop of surprise for school supplies,
Mother's name
is carved out on the window pane,
can't play it cool
listen to Staind
Can't play it cool
You play it smooth
Rob Santana Smiths tattoo
I'm on there too
in some event
said the worst thing and it sent
out control to hyper space
a butterfly's wobbly grace
They own the world and its mistakes
Preferring silence in this case
Can't play it cool
Life's not a race
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Jailbreak
01:51
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Why don't you get me a water with ice
Jump in the air and don't think twice
Why don't you get me a silvery vice
to pounce around the town
None of it makes any sense
No advice
Could you just get me the water with ice
Then we can pick out a dress that looks nice
and grill the local clown
Make myself useful and ending up used and confused
Gap in her tooth that the rainbows of truth all shoot through
Crowning the Black girl
Ending the black mail
Avenues packed wail
and straighten your back
Jailbreak
Surrender my youthful appearance in service of you
Jailbreak
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Ad Hominem
02:51
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I could do a thousand takes
cut out all the mistakes
would it mean much more to you
if I was 'Balky' to your 'Baloo'
Perfect strangers
you and me
though we sprout from the same seed
Billion images I know
Though you stole away the show
Hold desire in contempt
Trial's over
Kanga's spent
Roo is going off to jail
Please don't fret or cry and wail
Communards will win you see
Final judgement jubilee
Uphill battle this I know
Love to hear your conscious flow
Blessed by health and love and weed
Find the truth dialectically
No Ad Hominem attacks
What do you take me for?
An ass?
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7. |
The Judge
01:41
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All rise
free the options
to try
to cry
I want the world cut off from the Judge
All rise free the options
to drive
to cry
I want the world cut off from the Judge
for every spirit Judge
Judges found
to free all the options for breathing and don’t drive around
(and the little mouse on his motorcycle proceeds to take his joyride across the border)
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Heaven Sent
03:02
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I have a complex structure in my mind
can't even comprehend
I hear the notes and try to talk in time
struggle to represent
Thinking of things as this
and not as that
turning around the bend
seeing the light's shade
from the other side
See what they could have meant
Nothing was there before they caught the crime
I was just paying rent
Giving and wasting
all my precious time
You were just heaven sent
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9. |
Valkyrie Profile
02:40
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Don't treat me in any particular way
She operated on Ovaltine
May cuchifritos
and whip the cream
She got a valkyrie profile
She kept me sweddid
She kept me clean
Intelligente
Made real my dream
Don't treat her in any particular way
She'll catch your soul today
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10. |
CL: Sacrosanct Dimension
06:42
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"Hark! It's the Climax Landers!
It's the Climax Landers!"
Somebody shouted,
the fractured world stood still
for one moment
And patched together lives,
programs, patterns sacrosanct,
forests and mountains and roads
and airways,
and slipstreams
stood still for a moment
Through regular lives
Mortiño Castle and the magenta bird
made a silhouette in the sky
Looked up,
Deep black lovingly applied
Deep black lovingly applied
You could make out the sedimentary rock women in the distance
as they walked toward the music
Alio was right
the plan paid off.
A soldier decided to finally introduce pink lingo into their lexicon,
to offset the Anguish of the Melted Metal
Main Character Syndrome spread like wildfire
the brightness clicked in their heads
like water in a dry mouth
"Perhaps there is no model for the state of symbiosis we must envisage"
exclaimed Will into the microphone.
Don't overload on thoughts
it's better just to empty them out
The fallout and the chaos that ensued was tempered by friendship and new goals
but at this moment
the past and the future seemed wonderfully empty
That's just what they felt like:
There's only ever one chance to dance
Climax Landers
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