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Isn't it Worth Saving

by Little Big Toe

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Isn't it Worth Saving? 04:49
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Isn’t it worth saving for the remorse the buyer gains Your imaginary raven fights the imaginary crane A green grape or a raisin, Or a glass of Chardonnay The blood that you’ve been draining, ironed wrinkles on the stain But isn’t it worth saving The lion you’ve been taming is now retreating to the den The squid you’ve been baiting is dripping ink into the pen The job which you’ve been slaving, pink slip sitting in the drawer With all the Rattling of cages, the door’s been open all along. (Am) The steak that you’ve been craving, butchered recipe from the book Endless game of hot potato You’ve got to hand it to the crook But isn’t it worth saving? Isn’t the same thing as lying in the bed you made ? Are you only entertaining those who’ve given you accolades ? The apple has been tainted By a man whose dressed in red Is it a fire drill they’re faking and have we failed the test? But isn’t it worth saving if you could? Is it worth complying for the greater good? Is it a hill worth dying or just a falsehood? Isn’t it worth saving? Is it worth saving?
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Pulling Wool 04:41
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Comfortable in your sleeping bag Impressionable while you read the rag Hate to burst your balloon With the candidate’s silver spoon Two wings same bird The programmed cog gets the battle won Wearing emperor’s garb Pulling wool right over my eyes Procure the smut as the doors close shut Kicked the dust - the image charred into my eyes Don’t become who you despise Don’t give in to a known vice Are you depraved because you’re deprived? Or could it be that vice versa applies Peer reviewed and pressurized Detained the truth While they read your rights Hate to split the platoon But you must leave mother’s womb For the green grass outside The programmed cogs get the battle won Wearing emperor’s garb Pulling wool right over my eyes Procure the smut as the doors close shut Kicked the dust - the image charred into my eyes Don’t become who you despise Don’t give in to a known vice All this time of make believe and playing nice had a viscous brushfire On the ground you stand on The programmed cog gets the battle won Wearing emperor’s garb Pulling wool right over my eyes Procure the smut as the doors close shut Kicked the dust - the image charred into my eyes Don’t become who you despise When they leave don’t be surprised
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Bread in your beard 03:38
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The bread in your beard was metaphorical The ankle you twisted while you balled up your sock A row of apples and beers in flight glasses made you speak with your tongue loose Swollen, your ears I Must be talking about (you) You tried to stay pure but the poison was too strong Attempt to blast fears Into oblivion How does it feel when you give into your greatest temptation Placing your demon into the forefront Think you’re so clever with your little quip Bond has been severed with a honey drip Try to replenish with a skinny dip Into a hub of feeding tubes with the wire plugged in The coast isn’t clear, with the camera inverted The letters typed on screens were automatic The sluggish feel was lazy like a football Sunday The playoff seeding wasn’t determined yet Think you’re so clever with your little quip Bond has been severed with a honey drip Try to replenish with a skinny dip Into a hub of feeding tubes with the wire plugged in Even if you try to rationalize You couldn’t fool me or any man who is wise
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Buried Bones 04:25
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Once in a while you come across a transverse plane Step on the cracks in the open flame to test your nerve The crust of the earth was split open by a lightening bolt An act of a mom, whose nature wasn’t to play games Self appointed destruction What did you plant in your garden? Buried the bone in a secret spot Sold the deed and cashed in, But I don’t own the plot Twice in a row, you made it to your favorite haunt Familiar voice, and the cushion’s vinyl torn olfactory has memory you’ll be quizzed on Spite your face to cut off sense of smell Self appointed destruction What did you plant in your garden? Buried the bone in a secret spot Sold the deed and cashed in, But I don’t own the plot What have you done to the bank and trust? Self fulfilled a prophetic book As a general rule, step above the box Of Examples set by a dictating and angry mob
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Feed Me Lines 04:08
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Feed me lines I’ll narrate You’ll try to castrate and subvert the fools Feed the swine In their little pens You’ll try to upend reality The meanings of all of our words Distorted, disturbed, (into) banality Decrease the dials They’ll start to catch on Take the wagon wheels off for sobriety Chamber holds the ammunition Where there’s fire, there’s always smoke The danger of a predilection Where there’s anchors, there’s a joke Cattle felt a snakebite Thinks they’re woke Is that the goal? Don’t punch the hole in the ticket stub Feed me vials , I’ll hydrate You’ll try to migrate to (the) hypothalamus Feed the fire, I’ll mistake Fortune and fame and prosperity Obey the words Like good boys and girls Agendas are served for eternity Chamber holds the ammunition Where there’s fire, there’s always smoke The danger of a predilection Where there’s anchors, there’s a boat the cattle felt a snakebite Thinks they’re woke Is hell hot or is it cold? Don’t punch the hole in the ticket stub It’s all just an unfunny joke The winners write the history books The sagacious interpreter Pushed the wheelbarrow slow to save the seed
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Y.A. Tittled 04:37
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Poke your head inside and the teeth will bite your face Get out of the way of the shark Minnows in the pool, counting Mississippi three Show me the way to go home Sick and depraved, hungry Digging for the chum in the bucket You took the bait, classic master and slave adage Salad in the bowl, scrambled simile rice in the bowl restored strength Every cause you’re for needs an enemy What would you do without me? Slipped on the boat’s gravy Spit out the un chewed meat Your brain and the mouth in sync Sharpen the bone As you Try to dethrone the king
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Gods & Evens 05:21
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Achieve wei wu wei states The feeling of flow and effortless weights The kneecap digs in the dirt Who’s gonna know Your thoughts when you pray Stay even Good morning Contemplate the meaning of birth again and calculate the pattern for death the string ensemble outtros, rehearsed the mode With bows and arrows, shred apples off heads precision stopped on diamonds Surprised, you took the advice It's more that hot breath and less than a slice When you pick your weapon of choice, a bird in the hand escaped from the vice Good mornings Get even with odds Contemplate the meaning of birth again and calculate the pattern for death The string ensemble outtro’s, rehearsed the mode With bows and arrows, shred apples off heads Decisions stopped on dime heads Fooled me one time Shame on you With your incredulous claims You painted a crimson face The ruler struck the dorsals Shame on me the inchworms in yards dug you a comfy grave I’ve warned you Don't get even with God
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The Noesis 07:08
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Beautiful world w/ a boot placed on its neck Hands extend out, come hither Summon your mate, the only solution Swim past the marker Shimmering eyes, sober confession Copy and paste to Alert authorities Secret kings all play in the dungeon Miscreants collude in the dark Carrot dangled in front of the masses Betting on The least common denominator The minus and the plus signs define us The dryness and the dog days behind us (once and for all) The friars befriend Thomas Aquinas The noesis Must bite the mine dust to create rational men Beautiful words, slick misdirection Snake in the grasslands Surgeons of herds, open your eyelids Read from the cue cards To confuse the majorities Secret kings all play in the dungeon Miscreants collude in the dark Carrot dangled in front of the masses Betting on The least common denominator The minus and the plus signs define us The dryness and the dog days behind us (once and for all) The friars befriend Thomas Aquinas The noesis Must bite the mine dust to create rational men Accept your fate or prepare for the moon If it is full - you must fight the urge with whatever your will allows If you give in, you will only drown more If you dig deep, you will always find sustenance hidden in the garden Brick by brick your road is made of gold Leads you straight into utopia Consequences you can’t mold Your vision crumbles, a sight to behold

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released April 8, 2020

All music written, performed, mixed by Jimmy James Cutrera

mastering done at Ant Farm Studios by Anthony Defabritus

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Little Big Toe Dallas, Texas

Led by Jimmy James Cutrera who has been playing some music in some form for a while. LBT likes to incorporate all their influences (which include Radiohead, Andrew Bird, Frank Zappa, King Crimson, the Flaming Lips, Soundgarden, Tool, Silverchair, Jim Croce, Cat Stevens, Nick Drake, and Mahavishnu Orchestra) in their sound while trying not to be too much of a jerk about it. Thanks for listening. ... more

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