1. |
Gulag Log
02:37
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here in the gulag your only meal is mush
here in the gulag a boulder to push
been down here near a decade
boy I’ve sure done decayed
one more insane inmate-e-a-e-ate
(that’s right)
now I ain’t afraid babe
this time it’s mine I’ll escape
no I won’t be conta-e-a-e-ained
here in the gulag you’re a small fry
here in the gulag you can’t wait to die
ball and chain and lots of pain
breaking out of my own brain
but I’ll get caught it’s all in vain
no I’ll never get away
strap me down and make me pay
tube-fed up my airwa-e-a-e-ays
(tell em bout it)
got me so I wanna stay
become a human ashtray
Stockholm syndrome celebra-e-a-e-ate
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2. |
Plywood
01:17
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Cactus is hiding
from the planks he’s prying
watch the storm outside
with bloodshot eyes
you will die so goodbye (2x)
desert is doomed
take a sleeping pill
nuclear boom
count the kills
you will die so goodbye (2x)
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3. |
Nuthouse Vandal
01:36
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kick a trashcan (kick it over)
knock down a door (smash it)
rampage man (unhinged)
he's a whore (gigolo)
he marks himself
with a blade
he marks himself
be unscathed
stares at a wall (looks nowhere)
stares at a ceiling (caving in)
crippled crawl (legless whore)
reality leaking (spilt)
straightjacket (4x)
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4. |
Slobber
01:29
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see ya later
drippin' slime
s'an indicator
nothing's fine
slobber (4x)
feeling F.A.S.T.
mouth droops
can't last
with this group
slobber (4x)
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5. |
Brain Piercing
00:47
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the cutter cuts her crackling fingers with the shank she’s fashioned from a fistful of cactus spines gauzed together she pokes and pokes and brandishes it now waiting for intruders to stream outta her arms onto her canvas and onto her curtains where she’ll squash them like ladybugs pleading her to leave them be between her skin and soul
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6. |
Scar Lover
02:59
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cuts criss cross
a pretty lady’s leg
she likes the way she hurts
she likes to disconcert... me
if she takes her time
gets the lines just right
she’ll sketch a cactus
a painful practice
scar lover
don’t
scar lover
don’t
bleed out (2x)
she took me to her spot
said scissors are not... the tool
just do me a favor
pass that razor
first you sterilize
then you make a slice
I said please stop this
I said please fucking stop
scar lover
don’t
scar lover
don’t
bleed out (4x)
that’s the story of the scar lover
she’ll get long sleeves so she can cover up
coated in knives the cowpoke hugs her
he’s damn near fallen for the cut-cut-cut-cut-cutter
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7. |
Hellfire Inquiry
01:42
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on the butte
became a mute
in the dirt
I was inert
alright baby
alright doll
I been the devil
all along
got awful hurt
in the desert
I’ll bleed out
up in Taos
the world is cruel
and full of fools
wipe up your drool
fuck the rules
in the church
I did emerge
with red horns
a beast is born
you better run
you better hide
I’m satan
and I can’t die
spawn my demons
finish my foes
I’ll push them off
hell’s plateau
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8. |
Magic Marker Armor
01:39
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hiccup like a drunk into her mass of hair
play with knives like a daredevil
in your room you are ensnared
is she a spy or are you that high
magic marker armor
cameras buzz above your bed
recording words inside your head
why antidepressants when instead
a gash or two can make you fine
magic marker armor
Kali the Destroyer
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9. |
Wrong Mushroom
00:50
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I was riding
to the hospital
I was wheezing
chest was squeezing
had an hour left
till my time of death
gave a high five
to the paramedic
when I drop dead they’ll be glad
take my last cigarette drag
when I drop dead they’ll be glad
zip up one more body bag
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10. |
The World is Fine
02:09
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press his arm he’s fresh outta aloe
sunburnt and hurt now reaches the gazebo
joggers pass shirt sticks with sweat
middle of the day he’s panting like a pet
just been pelted with a fatal blow
if he melted no one’d even know
a man is dying the world is fine (3x)
a man is dying it’s horrifying
kicks off his shoes and rests his feet
always on the move when you’re living on the streets
drifts to a dream where the weather’s less extreme
sleepwalks to the sun it shoots beams like a gun
eyes are shut tight and now he’s stone blind
at his grave site but pay him no mind
a man is dying the world is fine (3x)
a man is dying it’s horrifying
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Cactus Warmuth Albuquerque, New Mexico
A roadrunnerologist by trade, Cactus Warmuth has recorded numerous sides for the Spaghetti West label on 78 rpm records (all
of which are rumored to have been destroyed). Here are there digital transfers.
See reviews:
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