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from Spahn Ranch - The Blackmail Starters Kit (2006)
Given viral fluid to the fourth power
Synthetic crematorium In favor of depopulation Cured with ropes Red tape human shade Crying from the ground Do something Man-made lake with male cut shores Bricked a perfect circle as seen TV The bruising frame now a shadow Latex dream Do something Have to hide the leper Between fleshy pool removed seeds Leaning eyeliner Left-handed view spine pull Ghosted tables of friends Laboratory welcome Cain Kill your brother again Crying from the ground Do something Hide the leper again |
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from Spahn Ranch - The Blackmail Starters Kit (2006)
I can breathe
When it was revealed Became what you hate Become what you hate Behind curtain one There is a charge A bowl of fees Just breathe Charles Charles in a jar Jesus syringe From the makers of God Mainline Christ Wallet from plastic Develop the classes The chordless master We're in Ed's car We're in Ed's car |
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from Spahn Ranch - The Blackmail Starters Kit (2006)
Smiles so you can see
The pearly sharp, the father hat Move me with a bag of smiles Denture lip with the pitches Not now the crying thing Thieving the sales mean nothing Sign the paper please Signing the leather lease Con Pass the con through me Con Throw it long Thieving you've never seen Exhaust eater the mother, wife Lay here like an open desert Shine, see the same Sinatra hat Con Pass the con through me Con Throw it long Lost scene, little come between Exhaust eater, the silver elixir Brought it in with a bag of smiles Denture lip with the bitches Another thing Last scene with a friend of mine Other drug I took somewhere I'll sing to a room in drag Conned you right? They're in the light again Conned you right there in the light again In the block around friends who care In the block, all the best refer to... Con Pass the con through me Con Throw it long The con job The con job |
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from Spahn Ranch - The Blackmail Starters Kit (2006)
The machines hum turning
Delivering the paper So you can see the world In another race Besides the peace officer The man bled honestly It's all a raising vein The forceps used to play You got to crawl So you can see the world in another race You got to crawl So you can see the world Arthritic drag to the druggist Food or pain? Each eyes sleeping pills Browning walls no promise Mainline Christ Arthritic drag to the druggist Food or pain? TV Guides and pills |
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from Covered In Black : An Industrial Tribute To The Kings Of High Voltage AC/DC [omnibus] (2006)
Out on the town, looking for a woman
Gonna give me good love Anybody want to hang out with me? And maybe burn me up? She was standing alone over by the jukebox Like she's something to sell I said, "Baby what's the going price?" She told me to go to hell Shot down in flames (x2) Ain't it a shame To be shot down in flames Singles bar, got my eye on a honey Hanging out everywhere She might be straight She might want my money I really don't care, no Said, "Baby, you're driving me crazy" Laid it out on the line." When a guy with a chip on his shoulder says "Toss off for she's mine" Shot down in flames (x2) Ain't it a shame To be shot down in flames Shot down in flames (x2) Ain't it a shame To be shot down in flames Shot down in flames (x2) Ain't it a shame To be shot down in flames Shot down I don't want to be in pain To be shot down in flames |
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
The actor bows to a crowd
So completely in another age Stumbles toward a pale room Turn another page The pulsing of the gauge The eyes turning to her frame And all that he saved From the roles he played He looks to the door And finds it no longer a race He is looking through the door And finds it no longer a race The light is partially glazed Silence of the screen The line they cannot read And it's contrary to belief The browning of the page From all the yesterdays He looks to the door And finds it no longer a race He is looking through the door And finds it no longer a race Eyes to a frame Are all he saved Eyes to her frame Are all he saved He looks to the door And find it no longer a race He is looking through the door And finds it no longer a race |
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
You've fallen victim
To your story It took all of me To contain myself Just a matter of time When you're deep in self Then turn to the mirror And fall in love Where I'm going Where I'm going Contain myself The finger pointed One and all Above the blame Well the mind held court Responses planned As the network orchestrates Pride never asks Where I'm going Where I'm going Contain myself Recant extremes Then become it What could be above you? Put a name on a painting With reason A feeling of owing Becomes you Where I'm going Where I'm going |
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
From the lines you read
They have you believe That there is a way Through the escapade Breathe like you never before And you take what you know When it's all said and gone They said to me Your road is paved The imagery Is sold and played And when the tide turns And a soul resists And when you feel burned You move ahead Your parody Plays in part And all through the start Cutting strips out of air Your driver impaired Breathe like you never before And you take what you know When it's all said and gone They said to me Your road is paved The imagery Is sold and played And when the tide turns And a soul resists And when it feels burned You move ahead Breathe like never before From the line you read They have you believe That there is a way Through the escapade They said to me Your road is paved The imagery Is sold and played And when the tide turns And a soul resists And when it feels burned You move ahead You move ahead |
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
View a world twisting
May have always been this way Embittered by such bliss Aback and taken miss Timecard punching Never seems to equate Stare in the mirror Wonder what the worth is? You just seem to notice How separate the classes? Much like a caste is Born into and divided Test my reaction Infest your opinion Inject my solution To see these hands Change how you breathe Follow the order The lotus and eater Pass around the baskets Filling the coffers Where's the gain in this? It requires a series of ethics Assemble your little pieces Roll your coins your thesis Thieves at every turn Elegantly burn Cowardly post the screen These the things I mean Test my reaction Infest your opinion Inject my solution To see these hands Change how you breathe The will of the few Changes incendiary The will of the few Uses indefinitely The will of the few Changes indefinitely The will of the few Blindly Test my reaction Infest your opinion Inject my solution To see these hands |
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
In a room darkened
Like a calming plain Draped longingly Cleansing the body The thoughts were focused Necessitating sessions Prepares herself In a sea of wraps An evenings conversation Ends in a sea of slides The reason for the taking Slips into the turning tide It all played quiet With a portion saved Building in vain Open and staid Ideas of purpose Gesture with a finger Angles drawn are limitless An evening's conversation Ends in a sea of slides The reason for the taking Slips into the turning tide In a room darkened Like a calming plain Draped longingly Cleansing the body The thoughts were focused Necessitating sessions Prepares herself In a sea of wraps An evening's conversation Ends in a sea of slides The reason for the taking Slips into the turning tide |
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
The scene arranged
She carefully placed each As if she could climb From inside the screen An angle closely opening Now and then The movie of the mind Shows an end The memory phase Reminding other days Now and then The movie of the mind Chose an end When torn and formed As you speak nothing Now and then The movie of the mind Shows an end Deep in conversation A slip in memory Life revolves around And to see the places Eyes, eyes have seen Then to turn To the warmth of silence Now and then The movie of the mind Shows an end The memory phase Reminding other days Now and then... When torn and formed As you speak nothing Now and then... Deep in conversation A slip in memory Life revolves around And to see the places Eyes, eyes have seen Then to turn To the warmth of silence As if she could climb From inside the screen Life (what eyes seen) Revolves (from your calling) Around (to bring back in) And to see the places (like an ocean) Eyes, (what eyes seen) Eyes have seen (from your calling) Then to turn (to bring back in) To the warmth of silence (like an ocean) |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
He has another gun
Armed and wrong He makes his way She tries to shield him from Right or wrong She made them wait Breathe into rain The inside mark like a timing gun Into rain The inside mark like a timing gun Point another gun They open to ending you Fused up all the lines Turned around and made them wait Breathing rain The inside mark like a timing gun He has another gun Right or wrong They look away She tries to take things from Empty rounds and look away She has another gun Armed and wrong He makes his way She tries to shield him from Right or wrong She made them wait Made them wait |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
People, white is white
? black is clover Together we'll be When the war is over You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys They ain't gonna fight no wars School is cruel All the teachers beat ya When they see That they can't reach ya You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys They ain't gonna fight no wars They ain't got no country They ain't got no creed People won't be black or white The world will be half-breed The world will be half-breed The world will be half-breed You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys They ain't gonna fight no wars It's a brand new day With brand new people In one big world We're just one people You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys They ain't gonna fight no wars You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys They ain't gonna fight no wars Baby, you know that we hate fighting... |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Another hour burned
It seems to take away The screen charm forwarding Just to scale the weight One speaks in terms of blue The other in nylon The black framed degree of moves Drawn an option Testing the drive Start splitting lives Inviting the rain Opening the play Mind takes an old train Just to see again Just to breathe again The clippings are spread Red littered 'round All pages bent and faded Glass gilded crown Through a fluid speech Learning seems unto each The actions complete The rationale will bleed Pulsed and waiting In a chair watching An open invitation Closed to suggestion |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Singed memory
That you're paging through Born between the light and dark They long to take you Save you There's a stain In the light Draw your own conclusion Hinged memory That I've taken to Pulled to this side of dark Aiming to take you Break you There's a stain In the light Draw your own illusion There's a stain In the light Singed memory The one you're paging through Torn between the light and dark They long to take you Make you |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
The sameness of ends
A city of endings Catharos Develop aversions In the mindframe What do you want from me? They set the tones With gaming devices These are the sweepings Of speaking in circles In the mindframe What do you want from me? The future in screens The pool closely encircled The role will play Painting by omission Staring at ends Use as directed The reason pencil With dull precision In the mindframe The mindframe What do you want from me? |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
A juggler
Breathes this hour Knows the wire of indecision With each passing conversation When the juggler Moved in neon In the aftermath Weighted all the lines Tried to take them back In the aftermath Through the juggler See a pattern Reason passing From eye to hand With each passing conversation Note the wire of indecision In the aftermath Weighted all the lives Tried to take them back In the aftermath Option roles and minds The catalyst reacts In the aftermath The juggler Breathes each hour Toes the wire of indecision |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Above the crowd
Behind the panes of glass Seen the dreams the plans In pencil mark Perfection sought A mindfeed like religion Its scent has passed Within each spindle cut Beyond the crowd Behind the panes of glass Beyond the crowd Breathe in the farce of glass A scene will play Step back unreal each act Beyond the crowd Behind the panes of glass Perfection sought A mindfeed like religion Its scent has passed within See the crowd Imaginary thread Beyond the crowd Behind the panes of glass Perfection sought A mindfeed like religion Its scent has passed within |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Blue eyed eugenics
They play the pictures Spilled out on pages Red sheets in Angeles From the lots the direction Tin nippled cafe intellect The various levels in thievery Your concentration fills misery She was reaching for an hour The plastic Preserved the body Pulled the marks over Waiting The trail of ants Was made for TV Played out a living Bit parts in Angeles Add some more scorn observation Armed like a battery Pointing for an hour The Prozac Lengthened the body Pulled the marks over Waiting Blue eyed eugenics They paint the pictures Pissed out on pages White sheets in Angeles Parked over your direction Fatherly deposits insert here So many notes to the story Your concentration on misery The guiltless Indulge the hour The perfumed Drink those of power Pulling the marks over Waiting |
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
In the waiting room
Climbed the length Of the wall Scene the other end The system turned red Control room fitting With pieces missing Cuffed in time Carving pushing Pieces missing In the faces passing Keyed an answer In the faces changing Where's your answer? In the other room The cards will play Are there any words To define go away? Control room fitting With pieces missing Cuffed each time Carving pushing Pieces missing In the faces passing Keyed an answer And the face is changing Where's your answer? Pieces missing Cuffed each time Carving pushing Pieces missing In the faces passing Keyed an answer As the face is changing Where's your answer? Your answer? Your answer? |
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