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Thought
07:00
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What would you give for a piece of your time?
So. So far. It's real.
Proof of the reality. Proof of anything. Reality of anything.
Anything. Anybody.
What would you give for a piece of your time?
Brain fire. The mind of a liar.
Oil and powder as ideas transpire.
What would you give for a piece of your time?
So. So far. It's real.
Proof of the reality. Proof of anything. Reality of anything.
Anything. Anybody.
What would you do for a piece of your time?
Brain fire. The mind of a liar.
Oil and powder as ideas transpire.
What would you do for a piece of your time?
What would I give for a piece of your time?
And who would I kill for a piece of your time?
So. So far. It's real.
What would I do for a piece of your time?
What would I give for a piece of your time?
What would I get for a piece of your time?
And what would I give for a piece of your time?
And what would I do for a piece of your time?
Thought!
And what would I do for a piece of your time?
And who would I see for a piece in your time?
Thought!
What would I do for a piece of your time?
What would I get for a piece of your time?
Who do I give? Who do I see? Who do I see? What do I get?
Thought. So hot.
Tubes are popping from my head.
Some are blue and some are red.
Glue and plaster on my skin.
It's a hypodermic mosquito punching its way in.
Pushing its way in.
Humans. Humans are the meat.
I speak to you from the computer seat. Oh no.
Thought!
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Sanctuary Moan Clang
04:54
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Where would you be if you had a sanctuary?
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Sophisticated Party
04:00
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Sophisticated party - where I first laid my hand on your shoulder.
Houndstooth clothes all over the place,
interior designs all black and white lines
and a spot of red lipstick on every white face.
It's like walking into a panda bear's pandemonium:
black roses and chrysanthemums,
a charcoal and chalk smorgasbord lunch
where we can munch on the blacks and the whites.
Hand on your shoulder, hand on your breast.
As these people slide out of their clothes
with friday night practice,
the purr of their egos as they moan with delight,
each one a member of the land of the night.
Here I stand watching, my clothes black and white.
I feel my pants open: I'm dancing to their music
like the tail of a monochrome kite.
Sophisticated party - where I first laid my hand on your shoulder.
Shoulder!
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Respecting Rosalyn
02:22
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I know of a girl named Rosalyn.
Oh, I've been dreaming of her every night
and I'll dream of her for the rest of my life.
And I respect her. I just want her to know that I respect her.
And if god violates her, I'll cry into the sky and beg to take
her pain into my throat.
I'll throw myself into the ocean and I'll pray
that pain floats.
And I'll swim with it. And I'll devour it because I respect her.
She doesn't know how it feels to watch these mind-movie reels
of my own mistakes again and again and again and again.
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Taste My Eyes
06:43
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Blackness is the sweetest taste my eyes can see.
Touch me in the blackness as I lie here bleeding.
The last thing in the world that I want is joy.
These are the words of a broken toy.
When it hurts I coil up in knots.
Your dripping wet needs can't pervade my thoughts.
A simple explosion in the blackness of my bed.
Rosebud nipples don't affect the dead.
The clock ticks on but time never applies:
when the sun doesn't set, the sun doesn't rise.
Vegetables rot in the garden of my mind.
Leeches and locusts trickle down my spine.
It's up to you to decide.
When will I dream? When will I die?
I didn't know that you had teeth.
I see you're killing me piece by piece.
My whole body I give to in this blackness live.
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Sanctuary Doom
03:24
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Where would you be if you had a sanctuary?
Alice, Alice, we always seem to retract
as people fly on back to the world.
We go to the back door, sitting on the bench
with another door open.
But no, don't close it down.
A little bit up and where we stand.
It's great to be behind the big ol' wheel.
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The Wheel Of Eternity
09:00
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Crawling maggot all the while.
The lettuce rotted through and through and had
a most peculiar hue, and moved on.
Seemed like it in my mind.
Saw he was crawling from a maggot smile.
The power of the wince! The maggot smile!
The god religion! The meat freezer!
The drummer! The truth! And the pop song!
It's the power of the wince.
And it's the power that controls you.
Crawling maggot all the while.
Something's crawling up my spine.
Is it god or is it the devil?
Got a feeling that it is evil;
I haven't seen one or the other.
It's the power of the wince! Wince!
Yeah! I said yeah!
A big ol' yes, yeah. Yeah!
It's great to be behind the big ol' wheel.
I said, it's great to be behind the big ol' wheel.
It's great to be behind the big old wince.
Just a pinch with a - Yeah!
It's great to be behind the big ol' wheel.
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Karl Mohr Audio-Yo Montreal, Québec
From 1988-1998 Karl Mohr Audio-Yo released a staggering recorded output - 35 cassette releases plus additional albums on CDs and vinyl - Tape Life Records has curated this period into a definitive 8-volume archive.
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