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TUG - Opening
06:41
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2. |
TUG - Anomie
04:25
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No sensible lyrics were ever finalized for this song!
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3. |
TUG - Crack Saves Lives
01:24
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a million doorways
the safest place is under the scaffold
below a ton of bricks
didn't see the sky
was falling down on me
I don't ask why
the day crack saved my life
hack
my rock jumps ship
so I move to the sidewalk fault line
to get what's mine
that shit fell quick
but not before I moved
didn't see the sky
was falling down on me
I don't ask why
the day crack saved my life
now if I hadn't moved to save my rock
I would have surely died
under the weight of the falling sky
I'll say it one more time
crack saves lives
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4. |
TUG - Jackrabbit Slim
03:49
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well now
I never had a doubt about the trouble
I saw Eternal Squirrel getting in
but of course, winter took her by surprise
she didn't store no nuts
could she understand
did she choose to ignore the wisdom
of her rabbit friend
what does a little bunny like myself know
is there a means to this silly end?
there is a bounty out of reach
a hill beyond which treasures lie
a stick and carrot trick
treadmill turning gears to run you slim
go rabbit go!
it seems I can't get any closer to my goal
so fast I hop hop hop
right back into my hole
last try
getting on my nerves this stupid routine
making me mad, this redundant cliche
let fly
little did I know the silly treadmill
runs the other way
so fast I hop hop hop
and hopping happily, I've been set free
the treadmill isn't what I used to think it was
it's taking me where I've always longed to be
to a bounty out of reach
a hill beyond which treasures lie
a stick and carrot trick
flipped around
so now there's just a stick to hold
go rabbit go!
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5. |
TUG - Anima Mundi
04:59
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Lay into the roots in time
before the thing inside the roots slips out again
deep between the shoulder blades
soma sleeps, so necessary
alle auch sind frei
spiral, spiral down
threw my arms around a ship
that slowly sank into a wasted legacy
a sigh eternally
I'd hoped something better would come out of this
religion of the man with heart shaped like a fist
you rock yourself to sleep at night
of course you need the light
'cause you're alone
in come indo-Euro
hack his way into the need
little good the plunder do
allow him to lose Anima Mundi
electrical inferno
father, birth me please
twice born
the offspring dances without words
into enflamed androgyny
revival set us free
I'd hoped something better would come out of this
religion of the man who worships what he needs
has just enough to feed his mind
just enough to satisfy and pacify
pacify
walking backwards
elation in thee
falling backwards
Anima Mundi
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7. |
TUG - Autumn
02:56
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foggy afternoon
a walk along the avenue
where as a child I used to play
I loved to play
the leaves of fall
smell just the same as years ago
among them I would lay
I'm old, but I'm among them once again
thus reclined I think of the regrets
back along this brittle life
though I'm old I have regrets
I'm at a crossroads thinking
recalling goals gone pursued
I've never fit these shoes
I fear that I was born to lose
loathing all and loving nothing
nothing at all
I wish I could choose
wish I could go back and reinvent myself
wish I could go back
take my life down from this shelf
I wish I had learned to love myself
eventually the leaves fall down
in autumn
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8. |
TUG - 1MOR299
03:21
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Look down, debris is on the ground
along the shores of lakes you've navigated
black water deep, depth dissipates
all along these shores are places you've never been to
you can see so far and wide
sight has deceived you yet again
foot to the floor
you've got one more to ninety-nine
this time the open road devours you
and this time complexities empower you
alone, together, fate provides a shoe that fits
a foot defies the urge to step
for once stepped this ceiling is un-kept
twin yellow lines
you've got one more to ninety-nine
I'm pulled asunder all of the time
drifting down, I breath in brine
black water deep
You've got one more to ninety-nine
I'm pulled asunder all the time
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9. |
TUG - Soylent Green
01:47
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your lazy boy
offers the highest point of view
to take to flight
with Henry Kissinger and you
treason with reason
your terminology works easily
on me
take it in man
suck it dry
reshape it all
with the drug of choice
in your living room
narcotic window pane
in stereo
won't let the junky go
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show us your guns
we'll get 'em to the right hands
the FEMA counter-militia team is in town
you're better dead than red
but you look best on your knees
up in the solitude of space
the satellites are tracking
the info-gamblers turn wine into rain
and neutralize the ones
who act, who've strayed
there goes one now
your highest point of view
is a cathode ray tube showing you
all that is fit for news
now is it just ratings
commercial funds responsible
or is there more
to how they pick and choose?
up in the sky
compliments of Iron Eye
an ugly army of vaguely human silhouettes
the Emergency Management Agency
has managed to acquire quite a list
helped just a little bit
by the Amazing Mr. North
Among the members of the CFR
The Trilaterals, and the Christian Coalition
the masses stratify themselves
thus bettering our lives
its the way things ought to be
fat lobbyists agree
back behind the fence
a uniformed standing man
cold barrel in hand
a gang war culminates in a dastardly deed
2063, the cycle spins forth
and shakes the bloated swine
stigmataceous
the curdled evening's bleeding
never been a friend eternally
your on my time now
you're telling me of twisted armies
satellite coercion
a harmonic conversion
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11. |
TUG - Brush
04:19
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12. |
TUG - Solid Pot Rock
03:24
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come 'round the back she said
all half-assed high and smokey-lipped
ignition in the Tenderloin
the air I share, the air I'm breating
finding it is not so easy
your delusion says you're not ashamed
it reminds you of the place you're after
where ambition and perversion are the same
I'm right and you're insane
and I hate your fucking brain
but I guess that's how you are
then once again
that look cast from beneath the pillow
sends them fighting with each other
and you're gone
and sliding underneath
my time, your crime,nothing is mine
you can wrestle time the pearly swine
up above the open show it and have me
look at you go
you sit and look out through the bars inside
your dungeonesque existence
suits you fine
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13. |
TUG - That Blasted Look
03:34
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you gave me that blasted look
your body trembling voice shook
you said your situation pushed you sideways
which alone defines this time
fear and longing be the drives
I really should tell you
but I can't
don't give me that blasted look
'cause you don't know the risks I took
just to see your sick green eyes
my god, I could have died
fear and longing feed my mind
I really should kill you
but I can't
fear and longing
drive this obviously sexy mess
I really should tell you
but I can't
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14. |
TUG - How Much
03:57
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as we delved into
the glassy-eyeballed fortune teller
trying to see ourselves as old
unlocked a future left untold
you can laugh if you dare
God only knows how much you care
thus surrounded by my diaries
and journal ledgers
articulating my own truths
or just some insights asinine
I can't run if I can't hide
God only knows how much I care
Just what's cool within these rules
among experimental fools
carnal disappointments
there's no atonement here
pretend that we all care
that we can share
unashamed of pubic hair
if I stand here
you must stand there
when we get drunk
we can get all get all
"hey little honey"
"hey little darlin'"
We'll know we have us to think
and we'll regret everything
We can laugh if we dare
God only knows how much we care
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15. |
TUG - Universal Solvent
03:24
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stand alone
below the emptiness once more
lackluster is this chore
night after night
think up some excuses
to defend yourself tonight
you really are uptight
but nobody told me
you are a solvent
you know how to dissolve
what comes at you
night after night
we don't celebrate Christmas any more
but that's OK
because I never was a Christian anyway
never into that knee jerk
Christian holiday thing
sit back and enjoy the show
your society knows
some things remain unspoken of
or you can sit by the fire
and let your back grow cold
and when you get old
your desperation
might warm you up again
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16. |
TUG - Punk Bitch
04:13
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who fights the open tidal white inside
bleached out
to be what you were is now divine
finding out the punk bitch
I'm gonna go and find the dumb rich
opportunistic half-wits
I will defenestrate this bitch
I'll use every resource when I
go to find the punk bitch
finding out the punk bitch
I'm flippin' out because I'm poor
and they're rich
Ooh, it's funny how we're changing sides
leached out
honey, I will have your hide in time
I remember back when
I took a beating from the ones who
look so much like the way I looked when
I went against the way they went then
I got a thing to fuel my drive now
I got a band and now I know how
I'm gonna make 'em spend their money
I'm gonna get mine if it's the last thing I do
man, 'cause I'm not through
with them or you
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17. |
TUG - Amphibian
03:15
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Goldar
caviar
Silvar
Death Star
down down enter the amphibian
go there breathing the liquid air
Goldar come when the three whistle blow
Goldar live in volcano
I want to go there
go where couches covered in cat hair
breath dust
and swingsets rust so leisurely
amusingly appealing
Goldar killing the bad loogie men
Silvar beautiful, beautiful
Goldar give her the pollywog
Goldar know the amphibian
let's go to the pollywog pond
let's go down to the pollywogs
Goldar floating in pollywog pond
Goldar know the amphibian
I want to go there
go where couches covered in cat hair
breath dust
and swingsets rust so leisurely
amusingly appealing
so, Mr. Caulfield
could you feel my chain
slip off it's sprocket?
down inside eggs of liquid form
some form of ego aggression
non-expression frog jumps out of me
and sings
this song
for you
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18. |
TUG - Tugboat
03:26
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YEAHHH!
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