1. |
The Other Elvis
02:43
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Each of the three words
scrawled on his t-shirt
placed there with ill intent
Only your kind would
wreck what it represents
The Other Elvis wants his stuff back
and though he's ascended past needing
the thought bears repeating
The Other Elvis wants his stuff back
and though he's got no time for feeling
you can't be unyielding
The Other Elvis
As you're inviting
them forth, the lighting
illuminates the smoke
You wear the big hat
'cause you're the biggest joke
With the grace of any dolphin, take a bow and leave the stage
and you slowly make your way back to your cage
And now it's gasoline and oil tea, a potent wherewithal
as the van speeds over state lines, further trying to dodge the call
The Other Elvis wants his stuff back
and though you're surprisingly clever
you can't run forever
The Other Elvis wants his stuff back
and though you're surviving the tremors
you can't stop the weather
The Other Elvis
Watch your back
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2. |
Arts & Crafts
01:45
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Arts & Crafts occupy your time
Arts & Crafts entertain your mind
I never thought I'd have to do this to myself
Believed I'd always hear the whispers of the muse inside my skull
Arts & Crafts help you through your day
Arts & Crafts keep your thoughts at bay
And the smell of the glue takes away all the pain
Every glue molecule fits right into my brain
I believe the adhesive keeps me in a sane-like domain
Oh my, how far you've fallen
pairing up and settling down
One time resplendent callings
together equal none
I guess I'd rather have the sum
than the whole affair of leaving there and starting in this town
Arts & Crafts, always there for you
Arts & Crafts, there's nothing else to do
And when scissors cut paper, the sound calms my cells
It surpresses requests to go cut something else
My cortex starts to swell, its reflexes are quelled by the spell
And the smell of the glue takes away all the pain
Every glue molecule fits right into my brain
I believe the adhesive will leave me insane
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3. |
Unicorn
01:10
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Look at the world
How it's crumbling
What does it matter to me?
I'm a miserable kid in a
Miserable world
Millions grumbling
"What does it matter to me?
I'm an ordinary human being."
If I were a unicorn...
oh, how I'd love to be a unicorn!
Prancing ever after~
Look at my mane, its spectacular shine
signals passing-by planes with a message of love
And my horn guides you home
Look at the world
Millions wondering
"What does it matter to me?
I'm a miserable kid in a
Miserable world"
Ever fumbling
What could it matter to me
As your run-of-the-mill, magic
Beautiful, majestic
Blissfully dumb unicorn?
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4. |
On Your Skin
02:21
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Put me on your skin
Instant status upgrade
Feel the warmth within
Tastes just like it's homemade
And if you start to feel the load
Remember it will all be outweighed
Try not to implode
Keeping up the façade
In the shadow of a doubt
You can wear your insides out
Tell the world what you're about
In a single silent shout
Put me on your skin
You've already succeeded
Ignore the warmth within
The two are unrelated
And if you start to feel the heat
Remember that the core is frigid
Try not to deplete
When the checkered flag is striped
When push comes to and he shoves
Physics dictates you'll go up
Falling fast but still above
Those you never could have loved
In the shadow of a doubt
You can wear your insides out
Tell the world what you're about
In a single silent shout
But if nothing bubbles up
Reapply but don't rebuff
Take a break and fill your cup
Don't stop till you get enough
Put me on your skin
And you'll keep them guessing
It might feel like sin
But this counts as a blessing
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5. |
History, etc.
02:33
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From the past
to the sea
to the land
making stops
at the ring
Introducing, in the corner left
from the ground
to the sun
to your mouth
deep within
to the ground
you let history repeat itself
When pangea was a thing
some poor creature did the same
He let history repeat itself
And the only thing you share
is the burden of the blame
You let history repeat itself
On the phone
when the static in your ear
harkens back to stormy seas
and the creature bites in self-defense
You'll react
jump and throw it to the ground
stomp around and hiss out loud
letting effigy proceed your self
And the man who draws your portrait
recalls another time
But the cartoon is too vague to specify
who let history repeat itself
When pangea was a thing
some poor creature did the same
He let history repeat itself
And the only thing you share
is the burden of the blame
You let history repeat itself
In the house
in the symbiotic truce
Tell yourself what you want to
you're still unprepared when it comes
Yr. cat food
All the things under your clothes
terrified of letting go
letting history repeat itself
When pangea was a thing
some poor creature did the same
He let history repeat itself
And the only thing you share
is the burden of the blame
You let history repeat itself
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6. |
Twelve & Fifteen
02:06
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Blue striped shirt
Step off of the bleachers
Come on down
Collect your prize
Unknowingly
You have exploited
The difference between
Twelve & Fifteen
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7. |
Garbage Can Fire
02:13
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Now you find yourself again
in the courtyard of a fountain pen
Take a message from the clarion
for the king
All the phrases that you picked
didn't help the poetry sound slick
There's a reason why the silver's quick
it's the bling
Under the ground, worker ants write for the daily news
Here's an exposé for you
Throw it in the garbage can fire!
And the world can come back to the word in a good long
WHILE I put myself to bed
all the things I keep inside my head
start to clamor to be manifest
in a dream
Where I find myself again
in a courtyard with a fountain pen
in a heated battle till it ends
with a scream
Between the shelves, bookworms writhe their bodies as they chew
Have you heard the new reviews?
Throw it in the garbage can fire!
And the world can come back to the word in a good long
While the police detainees set themselves in a pile
Throw it in the garbage can fire!
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