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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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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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