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Death
02:15
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Death is in the room
With a black balloon
He has found my timid candle
Every flame eventually pops
...and it goes hiss, hiss, hiss...
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2. |
Scenery
04:30
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Sipping up time
What's your new job like?
Tell me from over the phone
Well I am impressed
You are so confident I am the best
Well I am not anywhere close
Distance is measured in moments
The moments you spend on the phone
Playing limbo
Tell me where you go
Where you go when you feel alone
And the scenery changes your body
And the scenery changes your mind
And the scenery changes your chemical makeup
You're making up for all the time.
Cutting up ground
What is Paris like?
Whisper from over the phone
Well I am your wave
Now watch as I'm rolling away... a circle
We will be reborn
At least for a time
When I heard you tonight I heard you from over the phone
You and a lie back in Savannah, I'm trying
I'm trying to leave it alone.
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3. |
Bury Bone
03:40
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Be quick infinity, jitterbug bunny up too close
Promised assembly, but honey now the factories closed
Well, talk from a fragranced woman need not obey this
Will religion save you on your own?
Estimate your cadence
Laughing with your big bone
Then you're called to the unknown
Bury, bury deep dark down
Dig up, dig up, dig up now
Staring at the bruises
Ice packs... purple skin showing proof
Honey do I look down on you?
Cause they do
They do
What a temple we hike too
The proof?
Can I keep one of the minutes apprentice?
Shackled inside a tie and your blanket
Can I keep one of the minutes for penance?
Shame to the shadows and their new positions
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When you wake up covered in tar and feather
Will you be the one who hides her face?
Blood. Dripping sweat
Try to see through all the tears, they melt a heart
They're melting everything.
If you say so, to my knees and I will pray
There's a storm and she's got some fangs
I'll own up to the theme of this charade
Play dress up and keep your hands clean
(I'll lie awake)
There's a nightmare. Darting eyes that glare
And I just can't believe the state of this place.
There's a nightmare: parting legs for stranger
I've seen the past and it's informing me
You are the dare (the ghost behind my eyelids)
I've had a look and can't make out a face
Dark corridors, reaching out in blindness
Let's have some fun at least if you haunt me
(...)
This is just some game for some nameless thing.
If you size it up, straight to the heart it matters
Pour it over wounds and mix the concrete
Ice is raining down underneath my pillow
Stabbing from the needles trying to be clean
Break apart the fight. Nature of the evil
Down when good's in town
The nature of the beast
All behind my eyes, silent in the mirror
I have a need and it's controlling me
(...)
I need a taste.
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5. |
The Odd Willow
05:58
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I was barely Odd Willow seedling when I got my elephant
Big and pink and kind of sticky
From the mud he's rolling in
And every night I'd take him on a walk
He would stomp and my future grew dark.
There I was braced and pasty
My only friend was my elephant
They all laughed and called me crazy
From the mud they huddled in
So every night I'd take him on a walk
He calmed my fear and taught me not to love.
Weathered tusk and the willow scuffed
Everything it wants is wanted once enough
I'm counting elephants
I could see my lover leaving when she found my elephant
No more peace. No more safekeeping.
She saw the mud we cuddled in
So every night I made her take a walk
I would smile, and my future grew dark.
Now this room, it echoes empty
Except for sounds of elephants
I've made tracks, but they are fleeting
From the door my muddy prints circle back
I'm too afraid to walk
The future's here
And my, it's gotten dark.
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6. |
Louise
04:04
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This is the story of a girl named Louise
I found her dancing on a mountaintop and tumbling through the streams
This is the corner of a street where we would meet
And we would sit upon the bench and watch the universe beginning
I was a young man and I am a young man still
But I see my life ahead of me like climbing up a hill
And all at once it just appears, and I'm in awe
When she climbs back down from all the rocks
The scenery moves so slow
I knew she'd always have to roam
There I go
Sometimes you gotta let them go
This is the story of a girl named Louise
I found her dancing on a mountaintop and tumbling through the streams
This is the time that we climbed cemetery wall and we sat there among the graves
The new replaced the old
I was a young man but felt worn upon the hilt
When I saw my life ahead of me like climbing up a hill
And all at once it just appears, and I'm in awe
When she climbs back down from all the rocks
The scenery moves so slow...
Tender feet
I soak in the tie-dying
Tender me
Your breath is peach and timeless
Tender this
Impress your lips
Hell, I'm trying
Take a hint
Louise is free and flying
This is the story of a girl named Louise
With the last chapter blackened out
Redacted to a tease
This is the moment that my eyes are opening
Some things you gotta let go of before you are beginning
I was a young man and I am a young man still
But I see our lives ahead of us in fertile, unfulfilled
Little prayers in the woods that turn to song
When she climbs back down from all the rocks
The scenery moves so slow.
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7. |
Hannah, Do You Hear Me?
04:08
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Hannah, do you hear me?
Lost in the static
Dreaming of a way to
Lift ourselves out of it
Lying in the green grass
You are a voice from God
I am just a young man
But you are his speakerbox
I suppose you know
A mile marker from forever home
Hannah, do you hear me?
(Oh yes, I hear you child)
We may never know
Dreaming of a way to
Let all these feelings go
Lying in the green grass
(Oh yes, I hear you child)
You are a voice from God
I am just a young man
But you are his speakerbox...
Hannah, do you hear me?
Lost in the static
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8. |
New Voodoo
03:53
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The man who left it on the table
Wrapped in linen walking off
Here walks Lazarus who sought
Something down below us
Flies are buzzing unabated
Around a cold and headless corpse
Kids are poking. Unimportant.
Water all around us.
Tea and wine. The drink and bread
Portion out the blood and Lamb
Bourbon fattening the hips
Twisted up in winter
In a diamond, hide the sky
Evil as a concubine
Good as definite. Defined.
Water all around us.
Whitewash my gratified name
When the water rose for me
Secrets smile out the graves
Every waking moment
This is what I'm told I'm sure
I'm not him
And you're not her
We're two separate people pleasers
Pleased by our performance
I picked it all up off the table
Knew that I could have it all
Now the demons lay it down
In the cloth of cotton fields that grow up in the south
Bloody hands and parched mouth
Here, Delilah laid it down
And the water rose up
To meet the earth
Always so assured
Flood her lip with quarters
New Orleans death curse
Voodoo in a mini skirt
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9. |
Hotbox
05:23
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Smoke cloud, cellophane engine
Channel surf, tease intervention
Waking up early and seeing you there
Smoking the cheap in the passenger seat
You'll just as soon pay all your dues
Add to the basket, each apple is coded
Repeatedly hitting the snooze
But it only comes to this
This is just a test
Attest!
Attest!
Now you've been talking in rhythm
In pitch with a microwave whine
Surround me with debris and delicate wire
Chew up the page with ambition
Turn back the clock
No one's buying your time
See it so clear in a vision
A flash on the street and the airbag deploys
But it only comes to this
This is just a test
Attest!
Attest!
Come on baby drive with me
Into the night.
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10. |
(Prelude)
01:16
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(Prelude)-
(The scenery moves so slow...)
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11. |
Tradition
07:37
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Well it's tradition to name a song
And this tradition is young
You're my creation
I'm conduit
You're a sensation pulsing
Do you feel talk spill out your mouth?
You live in dark
Light finds you out.
It's tradition
My father's voice
My father's hands
Would shape the noise
All our creations passed around
To dance in circles
Fire lies down
It's tradition to carve the wood
A proposition... you should.
Now a creation does appear
When you speak God
The devil fears.
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Big Brutus Atlanta, Georgia
Big Brutus is the musical project of songwriter and guitarist Sean Brutus, from Atlanta Georgia. The new album Fun Times in Sadland coming 2020.
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