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DYING BREED LYRICS
"Fleshflower" (2000)
1. Fleshflower
2. Chipeland
3. El Juero
4. La Liberte
5. Recarved
6. Porn Song
7. Repetition
8. Hidden Track
1. Fleshflower
Sunshine... blooms
Then I'm fucked again
Echo that same old song
Certain past the ego
Certain expansion of the self
Meatbreath tomb
Pistil whipped up pollen
Vining sturdying the grooves
Fresh plow
Upon the ventral side again
And lube down
The american dustbowl
Growth... flowering
Wall to wall
You'll fucking hate me...
I'll find the words to fuck you up
Meantime tired of the tilling
Just tired...
Core ripened... core ripened
Can't waste it
Stamen lacks the stamina
Until she blooms again...
2. Chipeland
Welcome scumbags to the N.J.
Now entertain us with substance
Four star seating
Minds are moving to violations
Tum tum floating, capped down
With the bucket
And no suffering, no suffering
Hotel room, micro-world
Rectify the loodgings
Cheek and gum, saliva slums
Chew, glob, goo in chipeland
Chocolate pretzel
The osasis to violations
Barefoot frolic
The valley is damned
Yet no suffering, no suffering
Kodiak, cesspool drool
Just a pinch of winto chew
Chipe saves us...
Chipe saves us... el fin.
3. El Juero
Yo tengo hambre por las setas
Yo necesito practicar las
Vocales... I,I,I,E,E,E,A,A,A Y U
Carne es la,
Es la cancion
Yo necesito practicar las
Vocales... I,I,I,E,E,E,A,A,A Y U
El juero, el juero, el juero,
El juero
Sientate amigo
Con el conquistador la corazon
Es descanchada
El gringo caza chicas huesudas
Y cold cervezas
Vaya con dios
Y roba la soul
Danza conmigo... danza conmigo
Yo soy el juero con mucho gusto
Basura blanca
Con cuello rojo
Pedredor
Repito
Yo soy el juero con mucho gusto
Me gusta chiquitas
En el suelo y sordido
Senorita con diablo
Con heleda solo agregar sol
Sientate amigo
Con el conquistador... oye
El juero, el juero, el juero,
El juero
4. La Liberte
I want to wish you
A happy prison term
Those days were numbered
Forget now
Feed me nubbies, motherfucker
Into the empty fold
Feed me nubbies, motherfucker
Feed the hunger
Of the rubby whore
To feel you near
Perched outside my cage
To feel you near...
Greetings, same thing,
Motherfuck, yeah
Listen, motherfuck, ending, yeah
Empty, empty, empty, empty
Resource...
Notched down trinket
Resource... mined to nothing
Feeting, same thing,
Motherfuck, yeah
Listen, motherfuck, ending, yeah
Empty, empty, empty, empty
Resource...
Notched down trinket
Resource... mined to nothing
Groan growls and bows to
Unrest to pay the fees
And excised
From the daze, from the daze
Groan growls and bows to
Unrest
Affords the fees
Yet excised
From the daze, from the daze
Leaving, motherfuck, ending,
Leaving, motherfuck, ending,
Empty, empty, empty, empty
Cringe past the next time
The broken cast
Double up eleven
Fosters up another loss...
5. Recarved
Romance the stoned
With squirrly, squirm smiles
The brethren fallen
Like treeless leaves left
Swollen
Wretch, wretch, wretch
But pickup
New foe revival, the 16th coming
Let the games bleed...
Evel Knievel and Bruce Lee
Genetically... speaking
Babydoll, who's your daddy?
Sprinkle the damned
With tribal claims
Forfeit the savior
And mop the mouth with grout
Wretch, wretch, wretch
But sit up
The sickness quelled like a gel
For us, for them, myself...
Evel Knievel and Bruce Lee
Genetically... speaking
Babydoll, who's your daddy?
6. Porn Song
7. Repetition
And tell the time by the depth of
The drink
Then it rings of utter
Obsolescence
And angles 45 degrees
Good side seems to fade, but
Beliefs never trade
In their own selfish needs
Just fulfill like the jelly
And unheard germs lurk with a
Jerk, kick start
Bone thugged, snug like a bug
Jelly filled rims of blame and
Hate
Blistered and battered, but
That's the tissue of the make
The trauma can fulfill that
Character
We lovingly foresake
An open armhold with half-
Nelsoned lust
Piss and vinegar combo
Fleece nonchalant and grayed
The sheep revolve around the
Family noose
One's committed, the rest insane
Then ring, ring a new night
Small hands pulse and they are
Lovely, little smiley things
Blend so perfectly with the
Brown or green eyes she brings
We'll take a thousand pizzas, go
With the disappearance
Of the millions of the demon
Drink
Evil smoke falls and tears those
Lungs to tar-filled asphalt
Holes
Coughed up quarters, green,
Green with envy
And yes, I'll play my part
The night's a band-aid to kiss the
Boo boo of the child
Fallen off the beating heart
Here's the dribble dribble
Frosted face tastes great to the
Fiend
And peace it falls with hungover
Holds from that naked thing
To sleep, caught caustic, a
Spooning dream
Unconscious labia float
Marriage
While the testes reload with
Distant grief
And wake, a morning
Shudder with coffee
And the thoughts of the soiling
Of that breasted thing
Smiles leak with a dream
To be just left alone
To leave, to sleep and then
Repeat, repeat, repeat...
8. Hidden Track
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