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It's time for you to pop
Hills of flesh I adore
The pus you'll have to mop
When it plops onto the floor
Deep within there lies a cyst
With a slimy core inside
It pulsates with evil intent
A crusty crater nothing will hide
Vicious polyp
Perpetual pimple of death
Gargantuan pustule upon my face
An eternal, lumpy, red race
(Soon the blood squeezed through the lumen
Of the migrating purply lesion on my face
And it dripped on my chin
It just wouldn't stop)
It will have no mercy as it creeps up your cheek
Drain your soul and make you weak
As you try to squeeze but to no avail
Over your nose it will slowly scale
It dwells in the oilfield tissue
The pustule rises, oh how you flail
It plunges into your brainperformance:jason harvey: bass guitar
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | noises
composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition | lyrics
jason harvey: composition | lyrics
dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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If you love her wish her well and hold your fire
Do it now before it’s over and you will find what you were after
Crush it and see how this sanctuary renders
All of your intentions backwards and you will capture what’s inside her
Stumbling between lovers and religions
Bouncing off the walls of her imagination
She’s overcoming her programming its been indicated
A little disorientation is to be expected
Seconds away from being up and running
With a memory chip that is no longer malfunctioning
Nevertheless it is time disconnect
Your digital eyes and your sampled voice
Or she’ll never know why you’re dying to come back
Time-traveling to the center of her universe
The cornerstone of her existence years behind her
Shape-shifting to satisfy the company she keeps
She’s killing time and so much more to keep the natives happy
Imagining what she has never seen
Believing she will never stop daydreaming
Stunned by her own countermeasures
Fossilized in timeless storage
Pulled by her most chance encounters
Ever since her maiden voyage
A portrait of her journey covers up an image of the real one
A parallel history repeating and everyday offering new reasons
If wishes were would you be in the fool’s parade riding
Where will you be standing when she recovers
And she’s no longer powerless without you
She’s a reflection of you
Easier to render than undo
Born without the power to refuse
The fantasies you always choose
Seconds away from being up and running
With a memory chip that is no longer malfunctioning
Nevertheless it is time disconnect
Or you’ll never see why she’s dying to come back
Time-traveling to the center of her universe
The cornerstone of her existence years behind her
Shape-shifting to satisfy the emptiness
Awakening liberated from her virtual enclosure
Awkward with new encounters but not afraid of falling forward
Before the day is over though she will know her value
What it means to love you with newfound hope find refuge
She is fighting and if you let her
What has been taken will not take forever
What has been given she will remember
Was found together and will always be with her
She has travelled to all corners of the nothingness
A perpetual directionless perfectionist
A half-machine running simulation
Nobody’s loverperformance: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
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file_downloadAnd so Frodo Baggins found himself within the gaping maw of Mount Doom with nothing but a thin slab of computer-generated rock keeping him from violent, flammable death. And Frodo held up the One Ring of Power above the fires that created the One Ring of Power, and spake these words:
Frodo: "Oh lord, bless this thine One Ring of Power, which is more powerful than all the other powerful Rings. I shall dearly miss this Ring, even as it has in the darkness bound me. It is a very naughty Ring, but it is also very, very pretty. I would like to thank my faithful Sam, dear old Uncle Bilbo, Old Gandy, the Academy, and all the little people under 4'3" -- Oh, I see Gollum is approaching with quite an ill-favored look in his -- Oh no, he has taken the Ring from me -- Oh, he seems to be dancing a happy jig on the edge of a green-screen precipice -- Oh no, he seems to --"
And the ring was destroyed.performance:jason harvey: bass guitar | voice
michael ambro: guitar | voice
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | voice
composition/production:michael ambro: composition | lyrics
paul ambro: composition | lyrics
jason harvey: composition | lyrics | recording
dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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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
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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:... I headed straight back to the robo-hood and the intersection of the drive-by, which seemed like years ago already. Sure enough, those same bots who'd dropped their weapons after seeing me take down the drive-by baddie had stuck to their algorithms and hung around. I rattled off the "encased germ type" I'd read that day at the mailbox, and they all nodded in unison: they were the Artificial Intelligence of the Cybernetic Resistance Anti-Multimouth Party. Nailed it.
"Please come with us," they intoned as they began to lead me through the streets of robo-hood. ...
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file_downloadperformance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:barbara harvey: voice
jason harvey: voice
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performance:paul ambro: guitar
composition/production:paul ambro: composition | production | recording
extra performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
dennis harvey: drums
extra composition/production:dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | recording