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Bought Out Passes - "The Tugboat Complex"
Lyrics to The Tugboat Complex : then fast themselves to the targets face youre killin me if I had a hammer, Id build a city on stilts so my feet would stay dry when Gods wine glass tilts if I had a shovel, Id dig a hole in the dirt and Ill be hiding when his drunken stupor lands upon earth and if your little wing is broken Ill see the poacher in hell I cant afford another ''''' in a cell my carousel mimics the interests of a thousand leaking spickets and a colony of graziers raised to justify the grimace (and yes I read the treaty) I prescribe the remedy plus the premises my pin cushion, my limbs pushin the knitting needle evils, idle, peddle past the greeting where the sleepers feed the cycles stop, watch the eagles board the little engine that could not ghost in a shell and it fell in my lap passin, postin the bail but the guard has misplaced the key ring (thats wonderful) I lead a flee to blaze exact songs directly into the village power supply burning the bridge between the magnet and my eye now how many cadavers satisfy a mad man' and how many crooked samaritans turn plesantville to bad land' I can count my own dusty nickels with you laughing about youll turn my poor ass ebony and navy with cane lashings (well, youre right) grip your pointed stick, incite your riot Ill sell your worth in a bottle at profit, explain my bias atomic box cult, downward spiral rapidly cast to hell with hate mail, forged Christs autograph laughed itself, drastic catastrophe biting my lip skin and bones, stringent bingin on rancid baits mummified well inside a muddy New York minute was it your remnants my smoke rings have cocooned prior to fading' well, it wasnt conscious spite but it might have been that I am not your friend anymore my arrow head dissertation(') when narrow bed sleepers occupy the basement and I am not your friend anymore come the dawning of '''' in your pity blend that whispers in the wind man, if it were only that simple Id add a guilt frame to ''' Id board myself inside my room to trace the wilting contour one petal falls to the rug, she loves me not town crier lugging a boom box with spirit plugs and a red radio flyer tied to irony like twenty burning igloos with a sailors knot fiddler crabs build sandcastles while high tide off azalea crops in the icicle field I portray, cats get antsy and ask why if every light is dark do I continue dancing' why if every light is dark do I continue dancing' why if every light is dark do I continue dancing' why if every light is dark do I continue dancing' well if it aint finally a question thats worth answering I boogie for the raindrops for the purity, the anger for my childhood recollections for the comic book in my heart the mocked intentions the clarity, passion, seclusion those cool summer nights for the mark emerging across the street selling me stogs at half price for the mights, the maybes, the nauseating pitfall my girl, my friends for the fact my window opens towards a brick wall for the three legged dog I saw dragged on a leash for the homeless man who walks my block in rainstorms with plastic bags on his feet see I throw away the tenders over one shoulder and walk across broken glass through every wicked world to kiss tomorrows morning not for nothing youll drown in a pool of your crooked morals whispering maybe Aesop Rock was on to something maybe, no promise [ The Tugboat Complex Lyrics ]
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