Eyeball Soup - The Uncluded.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : The Uncluded
[00:00.65]And the blind lead the blind in the dark trail winding
[00:15.69]Turned eyed mimes find finds reminding us
[00:17.44]That our compasses are inside, and a GPS is not required for this ride
[00:20.60]We will be fine without our eyes closed tight
[00:22.63]We will be fine with them open wide
[00:24.11]Sit in the back or you can drive
[00:25.74]Either way you'll get there in due time
[00:27.59]Sitting bitch, splitting head
[00:29.28]Spinning through the zigging hedge
[00:31.06]Back into the primal goop
[00:32.53]That spit him on the blinking grid
[00:34.30]Sipping on his eyeball soup
[00:36.26]A pretty mess of I.O.U.'s
[00:37.92]Quiet scars, science, art
[00:39.53]Tiny parts and giant shoes
[00:41.32]'Cause we all get to the end of life
[00:42.84]And the best laid plans can change overnight
[00:44.63]And the best made maps will need updates
[00:46.29]As earthquakes shift tectonic plates
[00:47.98]Clearcut topiary Braille animalia
[00:49.66]Molemen navigate for sailors
[00:51.61]Stars negate creative failures
[00:53.28]Pants romance taken by tailors
[00:55.05]Holy Moses, Hokey Fright
[00:57.02]Like ghosts into the strobe light
[00:58.81]Rebels play the record once
[01:00.36]Mothers pray the rosary twice
[01:02.02]He knows uprooting, broken tuning
[01:04.05]Poker, pool and okie noodling, Drinking blood and eating brains
[01:07.27]Pissing colors free of names
[01:09.29]Great Danes serenade their jailers
[01:10.82]Brittany spaniels speared by whalers
[01:12.46]Whopper junior malted milk
[01:14.27]Some earworms weave the softest silk
[01:15.96]That we don't mind stuck in our heads
[01:17.84]Like blankets handmade by our friends
[01:19.52]Thermostat for the temporal lobe
[01:21.24]Warm it up feel less alone
[01:23.06]Freezing cold and more afraid than normal folk on warmer days
[01:26.58]For reasons we may never know
[01:28.29]Or know but never chlorinate
[01:30.40]A quarter for the closest gorf
[01:31.94]20 on his bowling score
[01:33.60]Distracted to the point of accident is what we're going for
[01:37.17]With a la la la and a zigga zigga zow
[01:39.14]Harvest corn crops, big toe plow
[01:40.83]Can there be a babe without a Paul Bunyan?
[01:42.51]Wizards cave wasabi funyuns
[01:44.22]I'll hug Bobb'ys hugging while landfills fill with huggie jeans
[01:46.14]I'm a hoarder hoarding jeggings, stuffed doggies, books and craft-makings
[01:51.37]When home is mostly gross behavior, stolen mail and nosey neighbors
[01:55.08]Earthlings in a metal crate, Accelerate with poker faces
[01:58.40]Focused on if they woke up in the time for lobby omelets
[02:02.02]Then it's a pile into the rocket, destination delta quadrant
[02:05.24]Safety Scissors cut through leather, melted butter, gently severed
[02:08.79]Tether clipped
[02:09.98]Start to breathe
[02:10.91]Undone dishes self release
[02:12.50]This is the collective voice of animals and misfit toys intruding
[02:16.79]I'm kidding it's me, what are you doing?
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