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Lumpy - DREAMT ME UP
04:28
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Lumpy - SOMETIMES
02:24
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I show up to your funeral
Though enemies innumerable
They wanna know if my attempts at art
Have hastened my decay
A demo tape in an open grave
Waiting at the Pearly Gates
You get handed one last demo tape
Sounded pretty good, I thought you'd say
It's a little too late to matter
Your obit eclipsed the shit upon the internet
When I went to see which songs you re-recorded next
And look at me, I got the only demo copies left
And I Thought that you might want 'em back
It coulda been good
But it would never be great
So why wasn't it good?
Why wasn't it?
(Rain Dogs by Tom Waits Medley)
Inside a broken clock
Splashing the wine
With all the Rain Dogs
Taxi, we'd rather walk.
Huddle a doorway with the Rain Dogs
For I am a Rain Dog, too
Oh, how we danced with the
Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you
Whispered to me
You'll never be going back home
You'll never be going back home
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Fifteen years of mopwater
and a dream that's corroded
along the way.
Sure, I'll join your band
To get cheap rent.
The band broke up?
I'll beg to stay.
Slumlord social theorist
Wake your tenants
to Leftover Crack.
Slumlord fake anarchist
It's just aesthetics
for a money grab.
And you brag about
How you don't work for
The one percent.
You get by
By gauging out
My rent.
The best ever death
Metal band out of Denton would be
Ashamed to have a fan like you.
Your Postmates' driver's
Coughing up some blood in the
Teargas streets you order through.
And your tenants all have rights
Lawyer up, suppress
Their voice in court.
Shame can be a little
Itty, bitty revolution. So say the
unread books that bar your door.
And you brag about
How you don't work for
The one percent.
You get by
By gauging out
My rent.
It's been 15 years of mopwater
And still working for
The same matchstick men
You get by
By gauging out my rent
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How young are you?
How old am I?
Let's count the rings around my eyes
How smart are you?
How dumb am I?
Don't count any of my advice
Oh, meet me any place or anywhere or anytime
Now I don't care, meet me tonight
If you will dare, I might dare
Call me on Thursday, if you will
Or call me on Wednesday, better still
Ain't lost yet, so I gotta be a winner
Fingernails and a cigarette's a lousy dinner
Young, are you? Ooh-ooh-ooh
Come on
Meet me any place or anywhere or anytime
Now, I don't care, meet me tonight
If you will dare, I will dare
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Indica In Decay San Francisco, California
Ongoing synth rock opera from Ilan Moskowitz (Sad Snack) starring Indica - a wannabe musical superstar - who gains a magic
guitar through a former frontman / lover’s suicide.
The Excalibur guitar writes perfect songs, unlocking Indica's dreams.
But it pits her against a twisted, sentient, songwriting A.I., and other desperate wannabes wishing to posses that power.
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