1. |
Spastic
01:17
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2. |
Pineapple Grenade Blues
02:49
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In his palm
Is a pineapple grenade
He’s come to blow you right on up
See his strut
See his sick
Gonna shrapnel you clean in two
When you’re crisp
He’ll head off for a swim
Gonna doggypaddle to the moon
The lifeguard spots
A smoky afternoon
Tells the wind to walk
Now he sinks
Now she sings
In the afterlife made of bees
The lifeguard coughs
He’s got a habit
Red Cross certifiably shit
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3. |
Consider the Finger
01:18
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His fingers are pretzeled
By the girl with the freckles
She breaks them one by one
Then fastens them for fun
She ties his hair in knots
Then dips him in a lobster pot
His shell turns blood red and he’s dead
He's put on a plate (8x)
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4. |
The Scum Diary
04:02
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Fear and loathing in New Mexico
Friends in the minivan are becoming bellicose
For the last lost highway we’ve been seeking food
Facing me the steering wheel is solitude
Anton’s in the back finding change 'neath the floor mats
Apparently we’ve got enough for a king size Kit Kat
A 7-11 on the left beckons and I reckon we’ll turn around
After a while there’s no exit and I’m hooked on that rattling sound
Kinsley hands me a tab of LSD
Kaleidoscopic traffic and my passengers are worried
Kindergartners in another minivan narrowly dodge a wreck
Kidnapping my buddies but we all have intact necks
Excluding Steve we all sell weed and don’t call it pot
Ether enters as I pull into a Subway parking lot
Either we’re all dumb or broke and usually both
Earaches and lying under oath
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5. |
Amarillo
02:21
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Febreeze the whole city and I’m feeling pretty shitty my hands begin to swell
At the highway bar when we betrayed our nods and I continue to dwell
Stab me like a pillow smoke your cigarillo and hold my hand to Amarillo
To Amarillo we’ll take it slow (4x)
Remember when we weren’t sure if to shake or to hug
Now a prickly pear poses a threat and I feel like a wriggling bug
So weep with the willows and notice me when I get heatstroke in Amarillo
To Amarillo I’ll hit the bar (4x)
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6. |
Recently
04:08
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Recently I been wanderin' from alleyway to wherever I can stay
Last dead end died on the 4th of July when I woke up unok
Been on benders babe and in plenty o’ pain guess I’m right where I belong
My purpose here dear is to catch you and the next few names up with this song
No I didn’t like you or the next few names but the memory I mind
The sparklers I held’d been burnin' my hand when I bitched about my bind
Recently I been wanderin' from place to place and face to face
When I said hey I never meant to debase
Recently I been wonderin' where my hours went
I was showering and faced with towering the week's trials and torment
Been smoking reefer with my drug dealer at the dam when it was breached
Recently I been decently dumb deaf and deceased
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7. |
Jake's Nightcap
01:29
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Nowhere to go
In Mesa
This here drink
Needs no chaser
Now he sees
Death metal in Denton
A chilling breeze
A nightcap
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8. |
Cactus Prickle Removal
01:57
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Garage door
To my brain
Cul-de-sac
Where you went black
Up shit creak
A pharmacy
Where the walls
Inhaled us
Shower yard
Sprinkle night
Took a dip
Took your breath
I can’t give you
C
P
R
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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:
alibi.com/music/58470/Sonic-Reducer-Blitzar-Peaceful-Dissident-Cactus.html
alibi.com/music/59278/Sonic-Reducer-A-New-Leaf-Songs-for-the-Strange-a.html
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