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written and produced by giuseppe andrews. performed by giuseppe and ed. additonal vocals on arginine by mary. additional vocals on soul prayer by ed.


soul prayer: they call me s.t.s. i play the conga with the afro beats. we hides our cheapo scotch above the dressing room door. we mic the conga drum until the ladies do the limbo low. they wear their falcon shirts and the osterman rake. one day i hit the streets and sister rose cut off my hand. i scratched a cherry luck row with a dime in the godzilla cafe. i asked for more french toast but i was far from scotland yard... DONKEY RIDE! i wonder if all of the angels are greener on the other side. you can't find nothin when you need it babe. psychedelic garbage dump, i'm looking for a camel hump, i'm looking for a camel hump, i'm looking for a camel hump. DONKEY RIDE! i wonder if all of the angles are greener on the other side. you can't find nothin when you need it babe. there aint much time. i'm guessing that all of the people are running out of borrowed time. you can't find nothin when you need it babe. psychedelic garbage dump i'm looking for a camel hump on a donkey, does a donkey have a soul? does a donkey have a soul or a prayer? we turned the world into a toilet bowl because the body became more important than the soul.

pasolini's castle: (instrumental)

plant vein: like a seed to a plant vein deep red, has the blood from the plant vein gone to my head? i don't know. i'm hopin so, but just like you said, it's a vertical medium. like a seed to a plant vein, deep earth. has the death in the plant vein gone to it's birth? i don't know. you never know what a theory's worth. you just go with works that day. 2, 4 do i hear more? do i hear more from the hand in the back? 2, 5 it's going twice, it's going twice to the land creature under the water, under the water as we speak. nature to mother, nature to mother as we leak like a cloud on a plant vein. a downpour. has the air from the plant vein shown me the door? i think so. i'm on my toes, but i'm needing more cause i'm trying to catch my breath. like a man from a jail break running fast, are the dogs that i'm hearing trained to attack? i can't tell. i gave it hell, now i'm in the sack with some binaural therapy. (repeat 2,4 section)...under the water, under the water as we speak. nature to mother, nature to mother as we leak like a plant vein... it's a vertical medium (umami, umami come on)...it's a vertical medium.

Alf: when the road gets rough and you're selling your parent's drugs, i'll be your soap opera baby. i'll be your furniture bum. we'll have a kid named Alf - stranger than an alien-we'll have a kid named Alf - wild as some salmon. when the road runs out and you're wearing your bible belt, i'll be your soap opera baby, i'll be your patty cake melt. (repeat Alf section)...i am the father of all, the father of everything. i am the child of all, the child of everything...digital synthesis, horoscope electric, chess games in the park on new years eve. animal safety symbol rabbit through a star 135.59 START!

pseudo penis: dad gets back around seven o'clock. he's got a drug class cause he had a problem with the rock. mama left him for a wealthy old whore. she's got a pseudo penis and more. i'm in jail for robbing graves and cars. i get a letter every week from mama written from the bar. she's gettin married to her wealthy old whore. she's got a pseudo penis and more...and more...with a pseudo penis she'll sex you down.

the ether: maybe in a perfect world the sun would go into the ether. maybe i'm a monkey girl banana soufle. fate me to a sea of pearls, but i don't go diving no deeper. many say the picture's show there's music in space. i take another one down. i take another one down to the wire. it's burning through my heart like fire. and every day, every day desire, and every day i feel it spinning in a little world, my soul has gone into the ether. it's better than a life machine or durian shake. fate me to a sea of eyes but that don't make things any clearer. many say there aint no fate, get out of our way. i take another one down, i take another one down to the wire. it's buring through my heart like fire. and every day, every day desire, in every way, every way desire...we're gonna have to burn it all, burn it all, burn it! we're gonna have to learn it all, learn it all, re-learn it! we're gonna have to earn it all, earn it all, earn it! we're gonna have to burn it all cause every day's desire...in every way...but hey,maybe in a perfect world.

triangle: this is a true story. truer than most stories,but you know what man?!...the cops! they don't believe me! they

don't believe i saw god and it was a triangle,a triangle in my mind!...it was a triangle,a triangle so divine!...

Arginine:

Raining

Fighting day light

A cliff overlooking the sea

The sound of our blood beating and eyes shedding crystal

We wait for the abyss to light our skin

You breathe warm tones of aura on my neck that emit shades soft as cotton

I feel empowered by your energy - like my inner world has gained a new infinite dimension

Our bodies make enough. Our bodies making love. Our bodies on the line. Arginine.

Enlightened, inspired, and reinvented by your passion, I let your labyrinth inhabit me

Each facet of my prisim an obtuse outlet for your electric

My truest quest in search for the force that dwells in each fragmented godhead strengthens

It coincides with your rabid yearning for my beauty.

Our bodies make enough. Our bodies making love. Our bodies on the line. Arginine.

Settling into your chi, I acknowledge the all invisible

I stare into each mystery like a mirror - my fantasies, a pyramid of enigmas and spells

Secret dreams of zones manifest and our whispers become transparent

A bolt of lightening strikes the sky as we journey through a silent interval soaked in seperate memories.

Our bodies make enough. Our bodies making love. Our bodies on the line. Arginine.

My temptations contradicted, I create a double of you

Each compliments the other, locked into different areas of the experience

Expanding like sand showered by the tide, I feel you transcend the embrace

Playing off the principle of seduction, you heighten the moment

These intricate shifts of touch must adapt to the atmosphere of the movements

Our bodies make enough. Our bodies making love. Our bodies on the line. Arginine.

I am in essence your trinity, your lady of the assumption

Fly to me exposed and let my kiss be the next life for now

Entrust your garden to me, and I will make cosmos flowers grow

Revealing your fears without quams, the martyr of this space defies stimulation

It’s will fills our vortex with miracles.

Our bodies make enough. Our bodies making love. Our bodies on the line. Arginine.

Behind me you work your magic, like the big wheel, I feel it turn

This feast of romance honors the peace of our temperature and aligns our hearts as one

The sensitivity now a trophy, sits shining in our secret mind

Your cleansed slate prepares palates for the satisfying

I get on my shit and encompass all elements

Our bodies make enough. Our bodies making love. Our bodies on the line. Arginine.

The incorporation of multi-level insights ensue, and an intersteller aspiration dawns

Realms of psychic bliss contract, but in their place, our triad appears

Slow then fast, the feng-shui spreads and every rhythm intensifies

I repeat. Slow then fast, the feng shui spreads and every rhythm intensifies.

used-like new: candy king, gingerbread page, marzipan princess, hey hey hey. candy king, gingerbread page, marzipan princess, save a little change, buy it used - used - like new. candy king, gingerbread page, marzipan princess, hey hey hey. candy king, gingerbread page, marzipan princess, i'm gonna be okay, i feel used, used-like new. plenty of problems needing correction, maybe one day we'll be living on a planet that's used. used-like new.

one hour life: it's got no hopes, it's got no dreams, it's definitley not what it seems. it crawls the wall while we're a ball of strife. one hour life. one hour lifetime. don't blink your eyes because in 60 minutes you will die. it's got no love. it's got no plans. a hundred fit right in your hand. it sucked our blood while we were asleep last night. one hour life. one hour lifetime. don't blink your eyes because in 60 minutes you will die...it's a one hour life.




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