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Jungle Yeti
02:59
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He's been eating for ten months now
His belly still has not been filled
Toucan feathers and jaguar fur he coughs up
He trips and falls down a tarantula hole
In that spider cave he find many good grubbies to eat
But it's still not enough to get him back on his two feet
Vine from vine he's swinging and he cannot stop salivating at the thoughts of eating all the villagers, Jungle Yeti
In the evening he bed down but belly rumblin
In the morning he come running through the misty glow
In the afternoon you feel his jaws gnashing around you and you're being eaten by the Jungle Yeti
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Devolution
02:14
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Astral flight projections open up before my eyes
Holding plain-day secrets that they could not disguise
Fractal patterns mystic secrets truths unknown to you
Ancient Guru
Paralyzing fear strikes them to their wretched cores
Kidnapping their daughters turn them to professional whores
Slaying all the traitors who don't follow chosen god
Kingdom's Glory
Rocket engines burning they've been used up and decayed
Remnants of the past which they could not ever save
Mind regresses to a mass of dirty rotting cells
Devolution
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Rubber Gloves
01:26
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Fuck the NSA
Fuck the TSA
For the USA
I say NO WAY
NSA everybody watching me all day
TSA searching all my body cavities
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On the Road Again
02:33
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Well I'm so tired of crying, but I'm out on the road again
I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend
You know the first time I traveled out in the rain and snow
I didn't have no payroll, not even no place to go
My dear mother left me when I was quite young
She said "lord have mercy on my wicked son"
Take a hint from me mama, please don't you cry no more
Because soon one morning down that road I go
But I ain't going down that long old lonesome road all by myself
I can't carry you baby I'm gonna carry somebody else
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PBR
01:18
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From a king's cup I drink in the morning
From a wizard's staff at night
Pour from the metal blue goblet
It's a pabst blue ribbon, my delight
New morning light is dawning
Vomit and headaches abound
Hand me a tylenol, darling
And a pabst blue ribbon, my delight
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Sheepbowdown
03:46
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He is the fire collector
Setting all the stars alight
Collecting penance for their lives
To him, all lay down
Sheep bow down to the god damned ground
Their heads do roll
'Tis spiritual in the evening
Where the thunders roar
He is the sun controller
With a flick of the tongue brings the night
Drowning their wools out of spite
Fury, his name has become
Their bleating and their moans are of no concern
To the titans below in the gardens
Growing lone
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