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Queer Lodgings

by Ozark Soundscape

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My heart palpitates My knees start to shake I'm shaken not stirred From my rest I'm procured The rhythm remains The rhythm remains The rhythm remains The rhythm remains When you speak The forbidden tongue The melody's lost But the rhythm is won The rhythm remains The rhythm remains The rhythm remains The rhythm remains I took the words from Genesis I awoke the dragon with my voice Take all you want he loudly cried Just leave me and my children alive I shook my head I shook my head Calling the brotherhood of men Take leave from all that you have planned We've got a new prize for King Avidan
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Amazon lily and barberton On a hill and and on a lawn Pale blue sky and trees surrounding Dark green grass to lie upon Orange bird of paradise It's blue pedals look quite nice Dragonflies they land around me But the squirrels hide up in their tree Honeysuckle behind the gate Why don't you go and have a taste I like the pattern on your skirt But compared to your face what's it worth? Light pink roses, the thorns cut my hands I'm hit by a feeling I can't understand And all my senses cross in my mind I'm deaf but hear, I see but I'm blind Why live in the city When you Could live in a place like this No thanks, Metropolis
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In the grocery isle, I see many things Like cereal boxes, candy bars, and plastic rings Teddy bears and mighty kings Slightly distant family And a little ghost walking down to me He sees all the things I see Except for me I tell him I forgot what I came here for but He tells me he can't see me He only hears me - he asks what's the sound birds make I think that's called chirping I proudly proclaimed That's the sound that you make Said the little ghost to me In the grocery isle I see many things
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Here I am, a humble martyr And I declare that we're the worst Culturally fruitless cancer And industrious polluters World is crumbling below us And yet we keep on digging down The dirt flies onto the third world And our poor we use to fill the fills Hey! Though I'm not saying that you're all wrong But masturbating too hard too long You say you're humble and act a saint But I can tell you, angel you aint We've got some problems we need to solve But while you're blaming the kids down the hall Politics stop you from blaming foes To our humanitarian goals
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No Respect 01:34
You think women owe you something I can tell you that they don't Just because you're nice to them Don't mean you can stick it down their throat You tell her all the other Guys only care about sex But if she's not interested You call her a cunt You've no respect For the fairer sex You're the kind of jack off that Shoots up a school just because you Have no friends and aren't cool Maybe it's 'cause you're a jerk To anyone who won't suck you off You've no respect For anyone but yourself
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In a house in the country Lived the Horsewriters On the property there was a garden That was kept by Mrs. Horsewriter And in that garden of hundreds of flowers Lived a baker's dozen gnomes All the gnomes adored Julia She could do no wrong And they couldn't believe or understand Why she was constantly beaten by the very fat man The gnomes were so heartbroken Something must be done So they stayed up late and devised a plan And waited for the sun They lit Dan's crops on fire And out from the house he ran And they loaded their bows and shot off his head Now Julia lives alone and tends to her flower beds
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Give me a claw Girl, I need a claw Give me a claw I need a new avenue Give me a claw I need a new avenue, babe Wiccan came in the night turned me into POTUS Baby's got the blues Cause the doctor told her bad news Papa's got a new bag Give me that fucking claw A new avenue Gary needs a new pair of shoes Baby, won't you follow me down Cancer in a low life I got a jack knife But I aint got no claw, girl I need a claw, girl West avenue No that just won't do Deerhoof vs Deerhunter THE POPE
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No Priority 05:43
You are my favorite woman Want you to be my girlfriend You are my favorite woman Want you to be my girlfriend You are my favorite painting Want you to paint my scieling Life goes by in the blink of an eye Some like to ask the question why But that's boring to me Haven't got the time, it's no priority You are my favorite oven Want you to cook me breakfast You are my favorite lightbulb Want you to light up my world You are my favorite flower Want to plant you on the streets of hollywood You are my favorite question I'd like to say you to the president You are my favorite crime Certainly better than taking anothers life You are my favorite language I'll speak you till my mouth starts bleedin Life goes by in the blink of an eye Some like to ask the question why But that's boring to me Haven't got the time, it's no priority
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by Billy Degge He has waded moon-lit fields blue -bells spreaded pollen shields Brookback rolls over and kiels. And dark skies roll thunder that yields He's dried up now.
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Aphrodite 03:30
Aphrodite... Well the man inside Aint the man you see That's why Aphrodite will never love me The rest was improvised

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released January 14, 2016

Recorded from June to October 2015 at "Dear Worms, No" Studios.

Andrew Robbins - Guitar, vocals, drums, cymbals, percussion, bass, electronics, keyboards, production, engineering, mixing, and mastering
Patrick James - Piano on "No Priority"
Steve Robey - Saxophone on "No Priority"

All music written by Andrew Robbins. All lyrics written by Andrew Robbins except for "Brookback Excerpt" by Billy Degge.

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