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One bull renegade
And a thousand head of cattle,
Strewn all over a
Sulken meadow.
Eyes turn the ground,
The heifers kneel down,
The Minotaur awaits
To be crowned -
King, of the Sun.
And yet the Lion's mane
Is golden.
One thread sewn through
The Maze.
A battered matador,
His cape of rose petals,
Winding corridors
Draped in shadow.
Dreaming, the Minotaur,
Daedalus awakened,
His puzzled brow of thorns,
The nights forsaken.
Rise, with the Sun.
You see the golden mane
Of the Lion.
One thread sewn through
The Maze.
The Sun upon the hill,
Wind all through the heather.
The little calf be still
Beside his Mother.
Slowly he grows,
One day he'll be taken,
By a man and a bull,
The beast forsaken.
Don't hide, from the Sun.
The blackened Mare awakes
With the Lion.
All things pass through,
The Maze.
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Coupe D'etat Boogaloo
04:10
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Daydreaming about the coast of Oregon,
I have not been that far west.
You don't mind or care if I
Take an eastbound jet plane.
Have not seen or
Heard from her yet, man.
Portland city is five days by train.
Bought my ticket in the pouring rain.
Steely Dan's "Pearl of the Quarter",
On the record player spinning in the corner.
She won't cross my boundaries
Or my border.
Time to call a coupe d'etat.
A coupe de'tat.
Just who the hell do you
Think you are?
(Bridge)
She won't cross my boundaries
Or my border.
Time to call a coupe d'etat.
A coupe de'tat.
Just who the hell do you
Think you are?
(Bridge)
Daydreaming about the coast of Oregon,
I have not been that far west.
You don't mind or care if I
Take an eastbound jet plane...
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Robot_&_Art Mystery
07:06
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Robot lyrics -
Heart and cold,
I'm made of tin.
If only I could program in
What I cannot have.
Her soft skin.
Robot am I
Shall not sin.
If only she
Were tin like me.
Piston heart
and carbon soul.
See her hair
So soft and gold.
I have no emotions but
I can feel
What I have not.
Shut my lenses
I will not see,
Her ignoring
Robot me.
Metal hands
I clamp so tight,
If only I were human
for just one night.
Robot I am
Shall not sin,
If only she
Were tin
Like me.
Art Mystery Lyrics -
Rembrant parted Amsterdam
And IndoChine did that Gaugiun
Surrender to completely.
He buckled both of Vincent's knees
And bits of curiosities
Of the bourgeois-ise.
His paintings were in high demand
But remained leaning in the sand.
A Polynesian beach in May
Is better than Paris anyday.
Those patrons waited for canvas
And watched ships from the overpass,
Arriving at last.
The drunken brush in his hand
Was sober in the sand.
Well, when I said,
"There's nothing to painting."
Well, what I really meant
Was something completely different.
You see, I can't spend
My monies on paintings.
But I like to pretend
That I'm something
Completely different.
Delacroix and E. Degas
Withholding use of umber raw,
Or were they deceiving.
The salon chose the fleur de weeds
And shat on the impressionists,
Refusing to seed.
But well lit was the rocky soil
And rendered was it in oil.
When I said,
"There's nothing to painting."
Well, what I really meant
Was something completely different.
You see, I can't spend
My monies on paintings.
But I like to pretend
I'm something
Completely different.
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Lycanthrope
04:27
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Heartbreak City
03:53
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Super Kunstern Sein
03:22
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Street Light
03:39
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Silver Hands
03:23
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Sweaty bio pic is Ghostrain 3000 aka Luke Gustafson, cuttin' tracks since '94.
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