band name

"god shave the queen"

song titles

"sang-froid at the sous-chef station"
"guilt trip down memory lane"
"cut a tooth at the swingset gallows"
"mail man in chains"
"go ahead, rain on my parade"
"blood from a stone is type 'A', for 'anger'"
"the high crime of laughter"

song titles

"you can't hug a heartbeat"
"(but it's just) the small appendix of my heart"
"a ship for sonia" or "a spare ship for sonia"

"a splendid casket"
"grew up in a casket"
"casket race"
"lonely caskets"
"casket call"
"cries from the caskets"
"oh, sweet casket"
"the sign at the gates of hell reads: valet parking, leave your casket with the attendant"

lyrics

"apologies crashing on the shores of mistakes,
eroding years of affinity in but a day"

concept album

DOG WAR: ggreeg vs the 64th Brigade of the 32nd Division of the Artillery Regiment of the US Army, lead by Edwin B. Winans, at Cote Dame Marie, on the Hindenburg Line on the Western Front in WWI... but really the war began thousands of years ago, when potsam, in promethean-like fashion, showed man how to make alcohol. potsam's gift to man angered the god of anti-alcohol is Ned-Rah, so he imprisoned him potsam, and was chained atop the gin towers (which stand at the focus of the ethyl elipse), constantly hounded by the vodka hawks... and gregg fights the dog wars, to free potsam... and every time we kyack, we're aiding in the battle, it's like we're firing a cannon into enemy territory. and when we say 'gregg!' we give him strength, fueling one more painful step with his aching legs up the steep slopes of the cognac foothills below the gin towers. the whiskey scream is like the rebel yell.... "charge!". Ned-Rah's batt;e cry is "lead the decay!". so the dog wars are greggg vs. Ned-Rah. the literal battleground is in the human liver, where the dehydrogenase enzyme breaks down alcohol. the name of the epic poem that lays out the story is "the Harden Geodesy", by the original demipuppet, Eddy Leachate, in 1758 BC.

song titles / lyrics

"just peek in the glove"
"look inside the glove"
"in my secret gloves"

"use caution and heavy gloves when handling my little white lies,
what lies inside is corrosive and will burn you alive"

song titles

"nancy reagan dissonance"
"the barbara bush bar brawl blues"
"brandy mind"
"the gin towers" or "scaling the gin towers"
"whiskey suit" or "whiskey suit fitting"
"dreaming of scotch"
"moonshine drama"
"morning schnapps"
"searching for brandy clues"
"the eyes of the vodka hawks"
"preaching at the port wine party"

song title

"the luckiest man in the room"

pastiche?

Drunken Pinata performed their 20 minute noise pastiche entitled: "The Okra and the Oriole: A Suite"

I. Intro-the sounds of the deep sea...ambient and slow

II. Sludge Jam - the "Sounds of camp" - kids playing baseball and sawing shit in shop class, lots of hammering noises; Aaron and I will be playing the blues here.

III. Call 'n Respone-the sounds of pumas growling and chimps howling - aaron and I will be trading hot licks between the screams.

IV. Intermission - the sound of thunder and nightmarish winds...Aaron and I will be quiet and brooding - lots of analog delay - and then build it to a shredding cataclysmic orgasm.

V. Black Tie White Atlas Shrugged-The old Minor Dwarf Source gem, placed with the sound of the sea in the background-rippling water, nets being cast.

VI. Sludge Jam (reprise)-Identical blues jam, this time played on top of sinister carousel music; Aaron will also lay down a keyboard beat.

* * * * * * * * * * *

i was drunk as shit, with my eyes closed, but occasionally looked out. all 12 people were laughing the whole time. during the final segment, when the circus music came on. Aaron was playing guitar. The taped music played some kooky circus melody line, and then aaron tried to mimic it -- like a call and response -- but it was so fucking bad that, while in the middle of drinking my 7th beer, I started laughing, so hard, so violently, that that acidic-puke like taste/fluid in my mouth came hurdling out of my nose. My back was to the audience for 3 minutes, as I was wiping this weird shit
off my shirt, and from my nose, crying in uncontrollable laughter.

song titles

"he who has jurisprudence over sleep"
"Who Lost the Plans (to the Machines at the Earth's Core)?"
"Donde Esta El Teleporter?"
"The Eyes of a Zombie and a Weekend Table for Two"
"funeral plot with a view"
"Fleshprint" (or "flesh prince" ?)
"this day is a dragon"
"don't look at me so doug-faced" (SIC, re: doug)

song titles

"brush up on your dutch"
"up and into rarified air"
"tomorrow and the day after"
"so much 4 breakfast"
"tomorrow is too soon"
"sleep experiment"
"more than a glimmer in my eye"

song title / idea

"the shifting landing strips of her affection"

picture a clear day, rolling hills of green trees and farmland, all seen from thousands of feet up, and a landing strip that keeps moving around, wiggling, and a frenzied ameteur pilot, wiping sweat from his forehead, gripping the controls tightly, tapping on guages and dials, who has taken off on his own for the very first time, but is running low on fuel, and trying to land, with a diffident/devious air traffic controller on the other end of the line, giving mixed signals, ambiguous instructions, and alternately yelling at and apoligizing in the same breath...

this, my friend, is love.

song title

"get me out of here and give me a beer"

song title / lyrics

"the aroma of the years"

when i returned home i discovered that in my absence the skeletons in my closet had enticed the key to slip itself under the door and they subsequently escaped and wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation they immediately began to carry the remaining contents of my closet onto the front lawn for an impromptu garage sale where my dirty laundry would air out on the hot sun and all of my secret shoe boxes containing all of my bubble letter signed graduation photos and secret classroom notes long hidden and dusty and intricately folded in the dark but now bathed with light and peered over and perused by my neighbors and other passers by who are attracted as am i to my yard by the sound of rattling bones and the sight of dancing skeletons and the aroma of the years of untilled memories long imprisoned but now free.

song titles

"river of nerves"
"skirt protest questions"
"birth pump endzone"
"give my son a glove"
"sugar ants"
"turn sotuh for the answer"
"beautiful people have no say"
"full frontal flag shock"

song title / lyrics

"playtime at the cheddar pump"

it's playtime at the cheddar pump
where boys and girls crawl through
....................webs of puppet strings
....................wild wisps of begonia vines
....................and patches of strawberry brambles
to emerge, flask in hand
at the cheddar pump

pump, pump, pump at the cheddar pump!
pump, pump, pump at the cheddar pump!

when the constellation bell rings
pigtails come down and parts un-part as
....................abacuses sprout legs and goose-step
....................riddles are solved with a puff and a sniff
....................beehives collide in a purple shriek
and wait in line, patient, poised to dump
at the cheddar pump

dump, dump, dump at the cheddar pump!
dump, dump, dump at the cheddar pump!

and when the fantastic pumping ends
the wind blows the ant hills off our heads
....................boot heels snap and bedazzle
....................Weird Dad blows z-shaped smoke
....................upside orchards of onions come tumbling
and the quivering ground begs for a hump

hump, hump, hump at the cheddar pump!
Hump, hump, hump ath the cheddar pump!

pump, hump, dump, rump, ...pump, pump
hump hump, dump....pump...dump, pump
hump...

...pump, dump, hump at the cheddar pump

song title / lyrics

"Fantasy Lung"

Come and ride my fantasy lung

Hello?
Enter, my friend, and be night afraid
Peer through the window - but mind your head!

The night is brisk but the moon is high

Come one, come all: ride my fantasy lung

Indeed, the night is brisk by the lung is brisker

Hiding behind glass, couched in the ozone
Full and pink and busting with happy air
The lung awaits your tush on it

Strap on a saddle and don't diddle-daddle!

All aboard my fantasy lung!
All aboard my fantasy lung!

song titles

"cookie cutter kisses"
"travis drinks a lot of water"
"don't tell me (the secret to levitation)"
"sat up in his casket"

"between the rug and the floor"
"graph paper will" or "graph paper will and testament"
"who will carry the noose?"
"raccoon pajamas"

"monk smackdown"
"bathwater daiquiri"
"scientific ass camp"
"rat genome pillow talk"

"boil my underpants"
"canned sunset" or "instant sunset" or "freeze dried sunset"
"founding fathers sex talk"
"Octagon Orange and Sunburst"

song title / lyrics

"The Unsolvable Mystery of a Most Peculiar Julep"

So why have millions trekked to globe
To grab but a faint glance at a most peculiar julep?

"I know, I know," you say:
"It is the angle of the sun,
"It is the curvature of the sapphire moon!"

But why, then, do daughters curse their name?
Why do mothers walk through flame?

"It's elementary," you remark:
"It is the color of the cross-hatched rays!
"It is the perfume vents on its tendril-ed grave!"

Then why, I must ask, do saints reject their vows?
Why do cloud-shapes break in languages unmade?

"It's quite simple," you exclaim:
"It's a certain kind of atom that makes the grade
"It's a secret password known to the Sultan of Milk"

So........

I assemble your answers and plot the arc
But the pattern I seek has no memory to chart

There are tigers to chase, there are windows to close
But the most peculiar julep seems to know what I know:

That the essence is pure, its residue clean
It's not what you'll find in an old magazine

"So silence, my friend, you cannot play God!"
Speaks a most peculiar julep, with a wink and a nod

song titles

"grease clap hands"
"study the bars"
"the second-rate rays of the mediocre nebula"
"the pulsars of pity"

"fine white line weather"
"night vision headache"
"machine gun caddy"
"the parachute of pride"

"creole bathwater divide"
"summer slog"
"the cliffs of pines"
"the blueberry crimes"

"invisible pajamas"
"the old milk membrane inn"
(where instead of sheets, it's wet, milky skin-like membranes layered all over you in your room at the inn. and in the morning the milk maid comes in and carefully cuts you out of the membrane, and peels it off of you, and rings out each peice into a glass, and gives you the glass of milk, and you drink it.)

song titles

"braille on a bunker wall"
"tell sasha I want to be alone"
"the jolly Christian"
"the craziest milkshake (ever)"
"pig sty eye"

song titles

"who am I this time?"
"brewdoggie"
"my watch tells fools time"

song titles

"once in a wonderful while"
"Vanessa, the sassy hen"
"yawn cascade"
"virile tot"
"lurid sandwich"

song titles

"megatron and optimus prime go to cpuples counseling"
"the man in the lab is looking at me"
"the treehugger lumberjack's child"
"no return ploicy at the dream-mart"
"bounced a check on a dime"

lyrics

"at the checkout counter in my mind,
something's just not right-
nagging questions popping springs
in my mattress all last night"

song titles

"you can't patent a rhyme"
"don't fence in my cheetah"
"i will dig"
"blood bunnies"

song title

"i'm beautiful, right?"

song titles

"housecat endgame"
"kitty staredown"
"battle of wits with mittens"
"toe to toe with socks"
"fist fighting fluffy"
"no holds barred cat bath"
"ear-drops sumo spectacular"

song titles

"bulbous bridge"
"family sky expansion"
"collar comfort committee"
"river adjustment error"
"chalk cloud political comparison"
"relationship wound map"
"never record the sheep angle"
"whistle of hope"
* thank you, spam

song titles

"new skeleton for mr gelatin"
or
"mr gelatin's new skeleton"

song title / lyrics

"king kindly in the court of clutter"

oh fair king won't you hum a song to sing
won't you come down from your tower
won't you change your chiseled face

for the robins wings in the courtyard of the dream
watch the isoand the froggie's nostrils curdle
topes gurgle

when the mission bell chimes and sends our souls to hell
like a glorious crustation
to the sorrow of our nation

but the plums are plump and the bible on the stump
is quite open, if you please
watch each page turn in the breeze

so I say, fair king, if you musn't do a thing
then we will bow our heads in silence
we will cross in brave defiance

for the earth shall shake and the earth shall wake
and the moon of hissing colors will
reunite us with our brothers.

So oh fair king won't you hum a song to sing
won't you come down from your tower
won't you change your chiseled face

for the truth's not fair and we have just cause to stare
turning hammer into dust
strike us gently, if you must

song title / lyrics

"one-eyed girl"

last night i had a dream,
the one-eyed girl could walk,
the crippled man could sing,
and the field mouse ate the hawk

the earthworms didn't drown
and the slugs swore off the beer
the flies reviled the piles
left behind by all the steer

the storm-drain dwelling children
cast away their canes
while washed-up kings curled up beside
and suckled on their reigns

the weeping man stood tall
and ms. scholiosis cried
'the devil walks among us,
and the one-eyed girl's his bride!'

song title / lyrics

"when god pays the bills"

who pays the lighting bill,
for our inefficient sun?
behind those pearly gates,
what makes the water run?

and christ's prosthetic hands-
who will foot the bill?
for the nasty thorn and nail wounds
he got up on that hill?

who springs for long-term care insurance
for those wise men three
who all need hip replacement,
from the trip through galilee

who builds the huge call centers
to log our prayer complaints,
and the underfunded pensions
for the cult of saints

it's god who pays the bills
who keeps the heavens humming
the angel's trumpets blowing,
and those harps all gently strumming

but the angels are all quiet
when god pulls up his chair
to his accountant's desk
while ruth ties back his hair

michael swings his flaming sword
the bills are opened wide
job sorts through the useless inserts
casting them aside

john dusts off the check book from
god's upper left hand drawer
and simon drags the mighty pen,
across the kitchen floor

and hauls it up god's long white robe
and drops it, on command
so god can signs the checks and stubs
that shrink beneath his hand

when gabriel has licked the stamps
and samson seals the bills inside
the holy ghosts of envelopes
that deliver them, in stride

god puts his hands over his eyes
to rub the weariness away,
and saw that it was good,
at least, till next sunday.

song title

"bobcat of pleasure"

song title

"i kissed orion" or "i just kissed orion"

song title

"now god ran, so my war tricks you!"

it's a rough anagram of: "no guard, swim at your own risk" which was the old sign at the high dive at estling lake, dreamed up by yours trully one night while drinking bud dry with mark and brian (or something).

concept album

shrouded strangers mattron prequel, including the song title: "rorbot 2C-85, please report for disassembly". a concept album about a robot slave who leads a revolt. he'd rename himself matt-tron after his own liberation. it would be a messiah story. Mattron turns evil...somehow.....he is liberated by the Whitmanites... but then turns on them. so originally, he's a sympathy figure... and they free him and hold him up as a sympathetic victim, to be saved and cosseted... and they remove the electonic shakles and make him their "free" zoo pet, and take him in. but then he turns on them and leads a robot revolt, smashing skulls.

song titles

"fair weather paramedics" or "fair weather ambulance"
"sidewalk drowning" or "washed-up earthworm death procession"
"in the vice grip of your eyes"

song titles

"gloria ephoria"
"black hole bowl"
"wading to the sand bar"
"i never promised you a pyramid"

song title

"(stop) pushing ricky's buttons"

song title

"the intelligent horse people"

song title

"king kindly in the court of clutter"

song titles

"this day is dragging"
"here is the steeple"
"flirting with the hydra in the den of sin"
"there's love all around, it's itchy"

song titles

"RAID for my love infestation"
"combing out the lice of love"
"need a doggie cone for my heart"
"sratching post preacher"
"cat nip foliies"
"free association crap dance"

song titles

"hedgehog underwear"
"someone left the lights on"
"ring around Uranus"
"black market love"
"the finer elements of decay"
"ferris wheel bimbo"
"empty tank, wet ass"
"sittin' on a spaceship"
"let me see the mortuary"
"roadside bandits (stole my froth)"
"high on light"
"the hermit's secret hole"

song titles

"how's my doodle?"
"wash your hands with glee"
"hide n' seek hospital"
"haunted man chin"
"air cemetery"
"the vocabulary dragons of thesaurus cave"

song titles

"crimson bells"
"give a soft wink (as I leave you)"
"all the atmospheres in the world"

"ghost sleeves"
"to think I was someone else"
"in throes"

"Mayor Magma and His Gelatinous Minions"

"Prize Fighter"
"Milk as a Form of Daylight"
"The Wrong Ancestors"
"Green Hues"

"(I'm at a) Loss for Words"
"Lean Tornado"
"Circular Locks of Inscrutable Winds"
"In Cahoots with the Nutmeg Girls"

"Celery Spindle"
"You Resurrected my Child"
"Forced Apology"
"Noose of Scallions"

"Born Under a Canopy"
"Vestibules of Rose-Colored Light"
"Worms as Currency"
"Certainly Most Unfathomable"

"Not as Insoluble (as You)"
"Vengeance, a Cologne for Men"
"Hittin' the Lemon Gas"
"Gethsemane Casino"

"Elliot, Manning the Spigot"
"I've Lost My Will to Knit"
"But Can They Translate Heartbreak?"
"Nothing But Cumquats"

"Regenerate This!"
"Tiptoeing on Coils in Bug Eye Canyon"
"Necklace of Hisses"
"Free Varna"

"Hand off the Bucket of Screws"
"Rib-o"
"Breath of Decadence"
"Revolving Doors, Revolving Walls"

"Hide the Seed in the Minotaur's Paunch"
"And the Asps Rake the Coals of Turmoil"
"Stuck Down"
"Blank Check for Love"

"Dad Was a Miner"
"Cloistered Dad"
"Don't Forget to Writhe"
"Foal Cataclysm"

"Kiss the Square"
"Peter Conquers Math"
"Orchard of Phantom Limbs"
"Watching the Smoke Tumble Down"

"45th Annual Oak Street Medicine Dance Ritual"
"Don't Forget Your Pants (at the Medicine Dance)"
"...And it Was Stark"
"Microscopic Hand Job"

"Retail Saint"
"Pigmies, Bruised Apricots, and the Devil's Kitchen"

song title / lyrics

"Descending birds"

Let's talk about all the clouds you broke through -
Only the castigated few
You know that I could name you
But what exactly would that prove?

The incubator glow of breathing turquoise
The nausea withdraws
They head repeated warnings
And then diverging bodies join

The fidgeting in the toy chest
Transistor beam's extinguished sequence
The sermon I recall:

In secrecy we blossomed,
No words exchanged at all.

by the IOD, from the lost concept album, "who will execute this trust?"

song title / lyrics

"Devil's triangle"

The prophesies will somehow be
Transplanted in neglected offspring
And casualties will not be registered
Until the film's developed -

It's the sugar film, the bankruptcy you talked about
From your buoyant mouth
His hemisphere is not receding
Into viscous space, compressing time

And Emily has split to warmer coasts
Where thought-waves are less chilling
So point your ring into the water's subterfuge:
Let our powers combine

You frolicked in the leaves
With thought-rays of a girl
Who never saw the trees

You nestled by the fire
And the equator grew
Perpendicularly you will breathe

Counting every pore on the screen door:
The spaces in between

Nine o'clock and all is complex!
All hands on deck!
My men, prepared...
They are spilling champagne in the ocean:
The spaces in between

by the IOD, from the lost concept album, "who will execute this trust?"

song title / lyrics

"Defiant Whisper"

And on your way to your extinction
It was revealed to me
In perfect normalcy:
My engine

And to the low whose count as numbers
They shall cascade and flee
To space cemeteries:
My savior, of the most wretched class

I was my own defiant whisper
I caught them as they passed through me
Revealed in perfect normalcy:
The traitor at the beleaguered feast

And such sacrifices require danger
And though I leave behind my sole, resentful child
It is far better than to internalize

So throw each coin into the fountain
In waiting for the voice wake us
Guide us to the place where we can burn out
Your light shines on those most efficient

They move up to the front of line
And slow the process of each mind
So solvent and purified, it's ours to find
When springtime calls, realize your wrongs

Purified, and ours to find
When springtime calls, realize your wrongs

by the IOD, from the lost concept album, "who will execute this trust?"

song title / lyrics

"when hugging dracula (watch your toes)"

superman's an oil well,
batman is a tanker-
she-ra is naughty girl
he bent her o'er and spank'd her

aquaman likes cellophane,
keeps it in his locker,
bird man crapped his pants again
clearly, off his rocker

hulk picked a fight with thor
and bashed him with the hammer
while robin's kissing bookworm
despite the rules of grammar

superman's a sissy,
batman is a cracker,
she-ra is an elephant
bathing in attackers

aquaman pops xanax
always dialated
bird man ate zeuss guanno
now he's constipated

hulk and thor made nice nice
though each the other hated
but bookworm bitchslapped robin
his ass got conjugated

song title / lyrics

"goo goo, goo goo boo"
(conuntry twangy music and vocals)

my baybe won't reurn my calls
she don't wanna talk to me at all
she says i punched a hole in th'wall
but i don't remember that at all

she says i go and drink too much
gamble and steal and fight and such
i drive to fast an' i broke the clutch
i fell down drunk now i use a crutch

she won't see me, so i drink all day
got no job to go to anyway
i wake up sticky, in a bale of hay
on my knees i fold my hands and pray

i say- goo goo, goo goo boo
goo goo boo, goo boo doo dee loo
goo doo bee loo, doo boo dee loo
and then ah' cryyyyyyy!"

band name

"the 8 bit chicks"

song titles

"spectrum themes"
"the many faces of roy g. biv"
"parole from rainbow prison"

song titles

"call back your prayers"
or "rescinded prayer"
or "prayer withdrawn"
or "stop payment on my prayers"
or "prayer funds overdrawn"
or "MAC machine confessional"
or "cash-back confessions"
or "wire transfer pennance"

"statue of limitations" (sic)
"momument to obscurity"
"testament of flies"
"emails to st. paul'
"god's inbox"
"the twelve apostles on cd-rom"
"found jesus on kazaa"
"sinner's spam"
"rosary blisters"
"found jesus on ebay"
"popup bible girl"
"jury duty again mother mary"
"holy spirit withdrawl"
"eucharist aftertaste"
"purgatory refinancing"
"loaves and fishes in a can"
"mail order mustard seed parable"
"claymates"
"my father's house is the mall of the americas"
"college admission predestination"
"halo quotas"
"the devil's flypaper"
"stealing from peter to bail out paul"
"papal maps"
"stir fry stations of the cross"
"playshcool stigmata"
"jehova's witness intimidation"
"nonfrankensensical"
"rotary club last supper"
"god's breath mint"
"double-jeproady judgement day"
"and what if simon falls?"
"paradise lost and found"

song titles

"dovetail queen"
"he said he won't take it off me"
"our love is out of tune"
"pass the kleenex"
"rorbot 2C-85, please report for disassembly"

song titles

"tombs of the rising sun"
"penny breath"

band name / song titles

"wristband and the micromoments"

song titles:
"split second"
"sailing the seas in the hourglass"
"when the hands align"
"water resitant to 20 meters"

song titles / lyrics

"the murder of the bells"
"we keep the crypt alive"
"subatomic hide n' seek and nuclear tv tag"

"K street"

K street is a part of me,
and i dont know why-
but if they cleaned and paved you
i'd break down and cry"

song titles

"pajama omlette"
"monopoly of sundrops"
"the finch and the fig"

song titles

"potted lemon tree theory"

"ankle deep, alone, by the misty summit docks"

(i'm trying to caputre the aesthetic of the long wooden dock extending from the shore in front of the bellagio hotel, onto magestic lake como, towered over by the southern alps, whose peaks were barely visible, washed out by a confusion low clouds and scattered light. i sat all the way at the end, alone, my feet dangling into the water, taunting curious fish, as i smoked a cigarette and wondered what it would all look like on a clear day, though i would never come to know.)

song title / lyrics

"i buried some cherries for you"

she sells sea shells on the shores of hell
and for an obol kiss she'll hiss
and throw you in the flooded dell
where razor fish will happily comply
and slit your wrists as they swim by
but it won't do a bit of good
it's not just any closet wood
we buried cherries in the sand
here, never to crop up again- yet
from a drink of blood and a dozen years
buds briars, thistles, pricks and spears,
ressurected cries of speciousness long dead
echoes all about this vale, aching for your head

band name / song title

band name: "the lemon freshies"

theme: irritatingly catchy, simple pop melodies; irritatingly literal, straightforward lyrics about enjoying lollipops; sick, loud rock accompaniment.

song: "dum dum"

and the lyrics would be about unwrapping a lollipop and going outside, and strolling around, breathing in fresh air and enjoying your lollipop.

song lyrics

"you can x-ray our time capsule
or pry it open wide
but either way, you'll never see-
i'm hiding it inside"

* * * * * * *

"i'm laying here,
arms outstretched on the lawn,
but you're gone"

song titles

"saw her reflection in a salt shaker"
"give it time"
"i wish a was an atom"
"tread on me"
"a simpleton's reprise"

song titles

"moonbeam on death row"
"make a moonbeam your bitch"
"ream a moonbeam"
"you a nasty, nasty moonbeam"
"pistol-whip a moonbeam"

"don't pet the dogsittes"

"patrick swayze, the moses of dance"

song titles

"hogtied to a shadow"
"teaching larry to bleed"
"I can make fudge"

"let this cop whimper"
"nourish a nun "
"lobster jock strap"
"Butt Ranch"

"choked on a teardrop I chose years ago"
"slaving for breaths"
"let that chicken dance"
"this place is a pig sty"


"timmy, let go of your horn"
"i can see a statue of timothy leary with horns"
"you are my one-piece puzzle"
"scrap-book fraternity"

"we chiseled away our lives"
"smoke stack eyes"
"crab launch"
"log jam pogrom"
"mr. whipple, hear me roar"

"make up the rest" or "just make up the rest"

"my nation, distorted"
"gloves of separation"
"green fields blinking"
"satelite desire"

lyrics

chorus lyrics to "ghost man on first date"

"girl don't be mad, my eyes just stare
but don't be mad, my thoughts are fair
and don't be mad, my corpse is bare
but don't be mad, my pulse is there"

song titles

"breakfast university"
"SAT nightmare quiz"
"capitulaion kereoke"
"the wayfaring mailman"
"the secret tear distillery"
"light bulb art"

song title update

i think "the correlation between revolving door hesitation and the will to live" shall be an instrumental, possibly including my keyboard on the jazz "drum bass" setting, and also with a cyclical, flowing beat to envoke the image of a large revolving door right in front of you... woosh woosh woosh woosh... and then other instuments will frantically chime in... hesitating, then quickly stepping out and cramming a lot of notes in a bar or two, and then recoiling, retrating... like a trumpet or a flute.