astron: astron lyrics

strings of carbonage

jest sewn the right angle
slipped up on the arc angel's hip
like a sniffle, no snuffle, no dip druffle
t'get back to the think mode
again and a gain and a gain of for a gainer
as they lay down as they may
or jest chomp in mid air
with sharp puppy teeth rubber puppy tongue
chokes on a cure puppy tanbark
shovel th' pit bull's shivers into pits full of pitiful fads or hippies
nasty but happy and nappy like pappy's puppy

that chomps down on ground loud and hoarse
like horse chestnuts or nuts upon it's chest
just like none of the rest or not enough rest or too much rest
makes you tired again and again and a gain for a gainer
and a sense of conclusion told to hold onto illusion so tight

that it might look like perfection
not again and again
just deceive not again
led up not to be let down
by invisible puppy steps

our army

we're stamping out the embers of our apathy
as the world around dissolves in such insanity
we know they call us things that we will never be
from the clean white walls of intellectual poverty

first they took away our childish sense of mystery
now deny us simple things like human sympathy
if we can't free our souls at least our minds will be
we'll wage our war with words and common decency

we're the forces
we're as stead as horses
and we've aimed our courses
straight at you

we're an antidisestablishmentarianist army
words our sharpest weapons 'gainst hypocrisy
we're an antidisestablishmentarianist army
fighting for the future that will make us free
we're an antidisestablishmentarianist army
playing for our liberty
we're an antidisestablishmentarianist army
and we will always be
and we will always be
you know we'll always be

we're the forces
we're as stead as horses
and we've aimed our courses
straight at you

in our time we've learned to love our hate
the time's approaching swiftly "to murder and create"
the last ditch love affair of our with our own fate
no last accident but pure desire's mate
so much quieter all alone

this last ditch love affair with your affairs of state
give her up your mistress only causes pain
it's so much quieter all alone
are you wondering why the sound has gone away
the palace guards have all gone home
and all is quiet on the phone
all is quiet on the phone
all is quiet on the phone

ripley's first stand

earth is swollen round
still the needle swings
as it swings around
we are fallen things

i saw saturn's rings
i heard venus sing
pulled on silken strings
become fallen things

coming down to earth
i sink into the ground
i feed on mother earth

feeds on me
feeds on me
feeds on me
feeds on me

falling down
feet on ground
over and done with all sound
breathing in oxygen

have i been so long
far away from here
did i half belong
i tried to disappear

falling down
feet on ground
over and done with all sound
breathing in oxygen

wasabi eye

wasabi eye to feel the burn to feel the high
wasa(b)irie the sense to gind upon the mind
i'll let it grate into my eyes to see the light
wasabi likes breaking down the gates to my eyes

(more eye) stretching the field i tend to decide
(more eye) battering down the need for disguise
(your eye) allowing the feel that we're taught to hide

wasabi eye so cool and green just like the dawn
wasa(b)irie another kiss upon my lips
i'll let it grate into my eyes to see the light
wasabi likes breaking down the gates to my eyes

(more eye) stretching the field i tend to decide
(more eye) battering down the need for disguise
(your eye) allowing the feel that we're taught to hide

more eye your eye
wasabi eye wasa(b)irie

jesus de la vega

blood of the earth there is sand in my shoes
cuz I walked in the desert
palm spring eternal and vegas shines like a light from a candle
and hope dressed up for a moment in white
cuz we don't know what we're doing here
forty days on my feet in the desert i saw visions
and i think to myself many moons have men but no creators
and i slip on the time that i wonderes aloud over grace whether there was
and i fainted

what are we?
why can't we be?
what is it that you want so much not to see?

i meet a car on the highway lights shining as green as their envy
it's a 69 caddy with a darwin fish on the bumper
and i say "hey man, it's three days down, i've got such a headache"
but the neon is glowing and my hands are still bleeding
but my pockets don't jingle
so they drive on without me

by degrees i've come to believe
all guilt is free -- so we can't be

quetchua spider

(8x) chuyumuari warmiku

(4x) kampak purishka llaktakar sumak llumari rikarin

you're never more than three feet from a spider
yawsawmafaonahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!