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performance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:jason harvey: bass guitar | voice
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | voice
composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:kenny vessels: voice
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since the day you walked into my office
i have been obsessed with your muscular body
i have not been able to sleep for days
waiting for the right time to jump your bones
i am still formulating a plan for us
please don't think i'm weird
just because i keep blueprints for the bank
in my ninja suit with gear to pick the lock
and bags to bring the swag home
i'll be long gone
when you wake up
leaving no trace
only a note
giving directions
to the treasure
just don't spend it all
on plastic surgery
i have to find you
in 20 years
keep yourself away
from the IRS
keep an eye out
for the signal
we will have it all
and be invincible
but since you took all my shit and ran
i have no mercy on your thieving neurotic ass
therefore i will have to notify the cops
that you have victimized grandma x
small town folk will come down with a vengeance
when you put it that way
pass the time until i come for you
maybe i will have come to my senses by then
and let you off
come to daddy's arms
i'll be long gone
when you wake up
leaving no trace
only a note
giving directions
to the treasure
just don't spend it all
on plastic surgery
i have to find you
in 20 years
keep yourself away
from the IRS
keep an eye out
for the signal
we will have it all
and be invincibleperformance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
extra composition/production:jason harvey: composition
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performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | noises
composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
notes:... and ran through the robo-hood, trying to figure out where to head next. It was time for a switch-case-break, like the nerd types down at the station used to say - had to narrow down the options and figure out which one fit. But something pulled at me: a voice. A female voice. I could feel it tugging at my mind, two memories at once - the spiffy dame who brought me the case, and the same face in a golden wood, with pointed ears and a voice like melted butter. That voice pulled me through robo-hood, getting louder and louder ...
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performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | noises | voice
composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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Look at the compu-radar readout
Approaching the azimuth vector 32
Exploding volcanic follicles beneath me
Lurch in my g-couch as we impact the goo
Encased in a leaky balloon of alien sebum
The approaching sea of yellow eruptions
Spaceship descending in a gravitational squeeze
Gushing into the planetary sneeze
We come in peace to Planet Pus
Take me to your lesion
Negative feedback from the teeming sticky sea
Infected intelligence pussibly be
When wisdom would transmission ooze
Perhaps with slimy pus cores they snooze
What language they speak and pop
Sticky snot beams splatter and plop
Pus clogging engines, we descend to the boil
I walk out onto the alien sticky soilperformance:jason harvey: bass guitar
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | noises | voice
composition/production:michael ambro: composition | lyrics
paul ambro: composition | lyrics
jason harvey: composition | lyrics
dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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Hello, my dear
Please don't shed a tear
What is that face you make
It's like a dump you're about to take
Gnarled up and twisted
The bathroom, you've missed it
That stain across the floor
Running out the door
Trying to evacuate
Your bowels, they try to make poopies
Oh the sweet aroma
Has put me in a coma
That feeling deep inside
It doesn't want to hide
That I want to poopie with you
So take your hand in mine
And I swear we'll have the grandest time
You'll take away my frown
As we paint the town brownperformance:michael ambro: backing voice | guitar | voice
paul ambro: backing voice | guitar
jason harvey: backing voice | bass guitar
dennis harvey: backing voice | keyboards
composition/production:michael ambro: composition | lyrics
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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All I want
is burning down
Sugary
A tinny town
Silverfish
A vacant mouth
Stuttering
A sickly snout
Kill the snake
Surbuban lung
Everyone is everyoneperformance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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None of them knew him by name
Until they drove him away
His innocence made them furious
When he broke the mold it made them curious
His unapologetic love is what they found so dangerous
Now that their dreams are all the same
They cannot stop remembering
The moments each of them started believing
The powers that kept them from healing
With no one standing in the way
They’re crumbling under the strain
His exodus impulsive was holy
The one thing that could not be taken
The volume of opinions was always growing
He couldn’t help making the connection
A lifetime condition to atone for
The future that he was missing
They were always pressured to control him
When they were the ones that needed the convincing
However low whatever they would throw made no difference
Because the only thing gone noticed was the power in his resistance
Where his eyes found the skies his feet found the ground
And a powerful will to keep him there
He’s no glutton for punishment but he’s learned well enough
To know that he will always care
He was well aware they had him outnumbered
Leaving all the experts to expertly wonder
Why the fire in their hearts did not give them what they were after
There was not an ounce of love in their hearts whatsoever
But he still cherishes their memory and he still remembers everything
The crusadists scouting and shouting and spitting in his face
They were all that he listened to but not the way they wanted him to
Broadcast on every medium the message was getting through
They were all that he listened to but not the way they wanted him to
His labor of love is driving him all the way back to
A place of vindication that will not come today
Too late too soon or by the way of highly persuasive
Talent agents polling data or a re-education
It was journey to the next stage or never know each other
He was well aware they had him far outnumbered
He was never out there to steal their precious thunder
He was never one of them in the eyes of his beholdersperformance:jason harvey: bass guitar
david beck: drums
mohadev bhattacharyya: guitar
jon beal: keyboards | voice
composition/production:jon beal: composition | recording
david beck: composition
mohadev bhattacharyya: composition | recording
jason harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording
extra composition/production:dennis harvey: mastering | mixing