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Rabbit Season
02:50
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Rabbit Season
If you wanna eat a rabbit, Then you gotta catch it first
If you wanna break a habit, Then you gotta get one first
Well we came to the fair at exactly the right time
You're in the back room, circumcising my soul with your tequila and lime
Our eyebrows move with atomic perfection
The eyes dart aimlessly, that whole scene was a swollen infection
I was talking around, Just the right time
I wandered aloud, Just the right time
On the souls of Natives sneezing
While the children yelp
And die down completely deserved
On golden days of yore
You ask a favor, wheels spin ‘round
And some advice I duly serve
Shake the fleas off
And give them the necessary precautions…
While I do so adore these auctions
Just let me please run ‘cause
If you wanna eat a rabbit, Then you gotta catch it first
If you wanna break a habit, Then you gotta get one first
If you’ve spoken out of turn and found a target on your head
Then you got what you deserved, a hundred gigawatts of lead
Bitch.
I was talking around, Just the right time
I wandered aloud, Just the right time
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2. |
Zenith
04:52
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Zenith
Ian danced out his steps
Followed by mom and dad
Given the value of X
We strut off to things we had
But Tommy’s gone to fight for the war
Hitting all the anvils of lore
Reproducing 'til you were sore
Turbulent affections galore
But they knew again to stop the music
They beat the nonsense out of her
'Til they began to hear the
Pins and needles shake me
As these things get very small
Trashed...
Who knows when it’s done
Whether or not it’s me
Singing about the alarms
Counting down starting from 3
But Tommy’s gone to fight for the war
Hitting all the anvils of lore
Reproducing 'til you were sore
Turbulent affections galore
But hey, why the face, there’s nothing to it
They shocked the membranes till they quivered
We had gotten down and
Pressed our thoughts on sound just
Not quite seeing what we’d lost
Opened up and sucking sulfur
Gears have turned, the day is done
Sacred souls and muscles flexing
Opened up and sucking sulfur...
But they knew again to stop the music
They beat the nonsense out of her
'Til they began to hear the
Pins and needles shake me
As these things get very small
Trashed...
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3. |
Esoteric Dope Man
02:57
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Esoteric Dope Man
I gotta go Galapagos
I gotta see, I don’t believe
A lot of birds, A lot of words
But now I feel relieved
And I won’t leave
But if I prove that this thing moved
Well call me Fire Steed!
Now don’t stop
This ride
I’m not the one to have my fun
It’s on the run, I’m fucking done
Get my gun, I’m number one
And tell me if I’m
Wrong today
I’m not wrong okay
If I succeed today
We have to breed okay
Fire-breathing Fire Steed!
Galapagos....
I am down, just look around
This thing can make a squeaky
I am bummed, I’m coming down
This dope man here is freaky
Up and down, all of these people here
They wanna meet me
Winding down, I hear a scoff
This dope man here is freaky
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4. |
Strychnine
04:53
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5. |
Copernicus The Capricorn
05:39
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Copernicus The Capricorn
Copernicus the Capricorn
Was Feeling just a little torn
When I told him that he could not just
Disprove all he wanted
We settled all our discord when we
Made our trades and promises he
Never really spoke much ‘til he
Thought about philosophy
This is what I’ve come to know
That he and Henry Dave Thoreau
Just both needed a little break
I think they learned this from the snake
If you ever knew Van Gogh
Or had a friend to overflow
Your process, you would know that it was
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Hold on
Proved you wrong
Proved you wrong again
Copernicus wants to go out
So we left home and ran about
‘Til he began to have some doubt
When he looked at the sky
I told him not to light the flame
And stay calm to remain the same
As everybody else because it’s
So bad to be different
Still the thoughts ignited truth
But he would never stop his sleuthing
‘Til he could united the youth and
Break down all the walls, yes
He went on and changed the world
In his own way for all the girls
He’d never even met but that was
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Hold on
Proved you wrong
Proved you wrong again
Copernicus began to see
The natural philosophy
That led him to rewind the clock
On everything we thought
Foundations of the greats applied
The spheres of heaven all had died
To let the stars revolve, collide
And go around the sun now
Clergymen and skeptics fought
Astronomers and thinkers sought
A legacy of basic thought
And I just watched and pondered
My dear old friend had died alone
A book laid down upon his throne
Before his mind was known but it was
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Hold on
Proved you wrong
Proved you wrong again
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IN/side
04:08
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IN/side
You wanna be a martyr but you just can’t find the door
The games begin at midnight for Olympia-made terra corps
Backing through the aisles when they thought you were done
Well it’s all over now because you’re stunning with your ray gun
Conquistador
You wander in the amazon, it’s nineteen eighty-four
Their orders give a luminescence,
Back-a-little, back-a-little
ALRIGHT
Stop Repeating yourself
Stop repeating yourself
Repeating yourself
Repeating yourself...
A priest has found a donkey
A triple-tested monkey
A liquid form of chunky
Some Titien where it’s spunky, thinking
This is the end of the song
ALRIGHT
Stop Repeating yourself
Stop repeating yourself
Repeating yourself
Repeating yourself
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7. |
Colin
03:26
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Colin
He fired his psychiatrist
Due to lacking of the socio gist
Freud be damned, they can do the twist
Fuck them all, he doesn't need his cane to subsist
I was reading Nietzsche, I was feeling kind of preachy
When his girl was getting leechy with me
Got a little fetish for them people speaking Lettish
But I doubt that he would get it for free
Wearing a nosebleed-stained tight shirt set to destroy
Looks like he's been creepin' on little girls again, boy
Visually verbal on his way to the car
Viciously verbatim, he can quote Bill Maher
His voice is very weak, he's on his way to Qatar
His mother says hello
Wearing a nosebleed-stained tight shirt set to destroy
Looks like he's been creepin' on little girls again, boy
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8. |
Homo Inferior
05:09
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Homo Inferior
I climb the trees to get a better view
Just for a better view
And they just push me out
Once I had felt that I just never knew
I got the better view
But that just narrowed the doubt
I was an insect
My thorax was busted
Inspector inspected
The camera had rusted
My lung pace had quickened
And bowing towards Mecca
This wasn’t the answer
But it’ll do
I was done walking before I was kicking and
I had fun talking without their permission but
I was relentless in picking the apple
I found the man who was behind the curtain
Yet I could not lift it, the weight of it shook me good
In the fray, the wolves are waiting for me
Not today said the man on the tower
In the fray, we broke into connection
Having dinner with the naked and the dying girls
In the fray, the purple-headed ladies
Not today say the lock stepping powers
In the fray, the broken dancing women
Holding presents for the naked and the dying girls
In the fray, the purple-headed ladies
Not today say the lock stepping powers
In the fray, the broken dancing women
Holding presents for the naked and the dying
I Fell back down to my real size
Lost all words and rose back up
I Fell back down to my real size
Folded, small, yet magnetized
I climbed the trees to get a better view
Just for a better view
And they just pushed me out
Once I had felt that I just never knew
I got the better view
But that just narrowed the doubt
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Coquette Vermont
Coquette is a wildly energetic American indie band with Franco Anglo roots based in Central Vermont, consisting of Cobalt Tolbert (guitar), Angus Davis (bass) and Titien Tolbert (drums).
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