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What's going on in Los Alamos
Our researcher's holed up in there
Too many questions, questions asked
I'd rather live in fear
New Mexico is such a bitch
Like all her secrets are
She hides her government operatives
And Trinity behind bars
DEATH
*Bass Solo*
Guys, I really don't mean to be
But I am and always will be a boor
The future of the human race
Is in the hands of a plutonium core
Manhattan's got our orders straight
Nuclear fission is our next move
A gun type gadget, neutron release
And all that's left to prove is
DEATH
*jam*
Robert Oppenheimer:
"We knew the world would not be the same
A few people laughed
A few people cried
Most people were silent
I remember the line from the hindu scripture
The Bhagavad Gita
Vishnu is trying to persuade the prince that
He should do his do his duty
And to impress him
Takes on his multi-armed form and says
'Now I am become death
the destroyer of worlds'
I guess we all felt that - one way or another
'Now I am become death
the destroyer of worlds'
DEATH
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The navy thughs are on delay
And Tampa is waiting by the comb
Crossing
Yeah, the crossing has put off for...
Behead the cow and drink blood
Tonight I wont be coming down
The sun is
Yeah, the sun is in an angular
So when Mr. McSpiny
Meets a lovely lady
He lays eggs in the birds guts
And the damage is done
And he looks over his shoulder
Hopes his little girl will do just fine, but
Do we even understand the gravity of this situation?
Seventeen and off from work
You lie, you cheat, you attractive curse
Hold on
Hold it down I'm pretty sure for...
So this is where our stories cross
In the alley, behind the broken pier
Couple, couple in the massive grate and...
So when Mrs. McSpiny
Meets a handsome sailor
She's impaled by a dagger
And from the rot grows a spur
And she looks down on her abdomen
Hopes her little girl will do just fine, but
Do we even understand the gravity of this situation?
Can hardly believe you'd walk
in these grave circumstances of our lives
The maneur we'll wade in
Without you
And there'll be no fire
Fire in the way she grows up
That smile attracts the underlings
She's thrown out to the spiders in the streets
The smirking future
A lost chance
And there'll be no fire
Fire in the way she grows up
And he looks over his shoulder
Do we even understand the gravity of this situation?
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It's a bear trap
Set to snap
At my own feet
Sanity weeps
Get me huffed up on amphetamines
No hope left
Mindless theft
Shoot to thrill
Miss the kill
And I'm doing it all over again
Button stops
Three words tops
And I'm running out space
Time and place
Under influence of embarrasment
Bitch had me good
Hard as wood
And I wish I never wrote at all
Dreaming about the times
She'd rub her tits against my face
The bell rings
I'm all done, I know how read and write and type
Falling under shadows of my self indulgent mind
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Typewriter
02:52
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You know he read the words
She gently wrote him
Felt it was in it's place
For a light responder
And then she got her way
And gently played him
And he was fooled by her
And now he's in the corner
So these words are for you
My dearest little boy
An avalanche is coming for us
Don't look down
So sorry it didn't work out
For you and me before
You'll find someone who's better than me
Let's stay friends
And then in blatant lust
And blazing rage he
Tore down his bedroom wall
And made a secret passage
It led out of his shed
Where he kept his tools in
Then he cut her trachea
And hung her there that weekend
So these words are for you
My dearest little boy
An avalanche is coming for us
Don't look down
So sorry it didn't work out
For you and me before
You'll find someone who's better than me
Let's stay friends
So these words are for you
My dearest little boy
An avalanche is coming for us
Don't look down
So sorry it didn't work out
For you and me before
You'll find someone who's better than me
Let's stay friends
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Unified Field Theory
05:11
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The difference in you and me
Boils down to our boundaries
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
Someday I'll head back home
Head through the Everglades
Neurotoxins answers the secrets of love
Answers questions that I never asked
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
And shitstorms are waiting on
The forecast of my intentions
I'd rather get shot
Than to be seen
With you and all of your kin
We'll never agree on these constants of life
And thus we always walk with no light
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
Shell of the one you were
Hate will consume us all
Don't be afraid
Back no more
Guests of this house begone
We'll never agree on these constants of life
And thus we always walk with no light
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
Misplaced truth corrupt
The infant mind of our heroinne
See the two hundred scarabs
Crawl out or her mouth
Conformity it follows
A perfect bell curve
Over fifty is on top
While the rest feels outside
Only now it begins
Your leper days are coming
Only now it begins
Your leper days are coming
And a dormant beast is lumbering
Lurking in the shadows
Hard time
Comes before
Knocks
On your door
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
While I supply and you demand
Shipments of rats are inbound
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Tired of cookiecutter music and lack of ambition in up & coming bands, three friends set out to make the music that they wanted to hear. The result was Hemlock Trio, a schizophrenic rock ensemble blazing with energy and iconoclasm. Hemlock Trio does not aspire to anything other than creating whatever the hell feels natural at any given moment and play it with all their hearts content. ... more
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