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Goddageddout
03:00
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God made dirt and dirt don’t hurt
Unless it’s a lot of dirt packed into an open wound
God made bugs but she also made me not like bugs
Not all the bugs just the bugs tryin’ to live in my bedroom
If you gotta gotta get out (gotta gotta)
Then go and don’t look out below
Lava’s slow like an ice flow (gotta gotta)
If you froze you couldn’t let go
And you’ve got to learn to unfreeze and let go
Don’t do drugs if you don’t do drugs
Unless it’s a lot of drugs you’ll wake up on the dark side of the moon
Clouds make gloom but they also make the ceiling of a room
Is it just me or are the walls fog cover on the move?
If you gotta gotta get out (gotta gotta)
Then go and don’t look out below
Lava’s slow like an ice flow (gotta gotta)
If you froze you couldn’t let go
And you’ve got to learn to unfreeze and let go
If you go, just go
Don’t look back don’t slow your roll
If you know you’re low
Go all in or don’t go
Oo o oh Oo o oh
Don’t go o oh unless you go
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Lordhand
04:23
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Once upon a rock when the jets were turned on
When the local honks were a vocal taunt
We haunted a path like a snake don’t make a sound
Rainer Freytag’s sock is stuffed in a box
With a bunch of stuff we almost forgot
I can’t forget you I’ll always keep you close at hand
(Lord hand) At hand (Lord hand) At hand
Lord hand me a staff I can lean against!
I’ll be your rock if you’ll be my redeemer
I’ll be the tibia to your femur
We’ll help each other get around
Though the sock may be lost I now it can be found
Once upon a cot lay a summer sloth
Feeling duped and lost like a mixed tape gets tossed
Into the backseat or gets crushed under baggage in the trunk
Rainer Freytag’s sock is a charm of good luck
That we were never caught is so proof enough
I still believe our luck will never end
(Lord send) Never end (Lord send) Never end
Lord send me a staff I can lean against!
I’ll be your rock if you’ll be my redeemer
I’ll be the tree branch to your lemur
You know we’re not just monkeying around
Though the sock may be lost I know it can be found
Once upon my chest lay a statement in jest
For the Ladies it was a litmus test
We were sure if it worked we’d find gold beneath the dirt
Rainer Freytag’s sock is a treasure box
Filled with emblems of peace, love and rock
Our code lives on in the jangly buttons on my coat
(Lord knows) On my coat (Lord knows) on my coat
Lord knows I need a staff I can lean against!
I’ll be your rock if you’ll be my redeemer
I’ll be the confetti to your streamers
It’s always party time in party town
Though the sock may be lost I know it can be found
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Propheteering
03:15
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Hell is what you think you deserve
If you give in to your guilt you might live in a Hell on Earth
Don't just look to the horizon
You should look down at your feet
They're closer and easier to see
I promise you won't have to worry 'bout the end of the world
No, history doesn't hate you
It just remembers the you that you could live without
If you run your past might chase you
The problem with a closet of bones is the smell might rub off on your clothes
High school cannot hurt you (hurt you)
Neither can your ex-loves (hurt you)
I promise you won't have to worry 'bout the end of the world
When the sun (sun) burns out (burns out)
And the buildings (buildings) that we took for granite are ground into (ground into)
Sand (sand) and the curtain falls down (down)
On the age of man (man), there won't be a man around (man around)
To suffer for his sins
If Rapture's what you're after
Your image has been captured with a caption so absurd
God is a good villain
His story's filled with intrigue and sin and conflicting sentiments
Magic cannot hurt you (magic)
Neither can the bible (bible)
I promise you won't have to worry 'bout the end of the world
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Ghospinyerweb
04:11
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If you’re not sure if your life is art
Try a frame on for size
Look at yourself from end to start
See how you look through other people’s eyes
You suspect that she might be a masterpiece
On the ceiling of a church somewhere
But you don’t like entering churches
So you look at her on the web
Go spin your web
And lie in the sun
You’ve made your bed
And you’ve made it for no one
If you’re not sure if your life is a show
Change the channel and see where you go
When you’re ready with the Great Comeback
I’ll be waiting with the laugh track
You suspect your whole life is a tragedy
But I hope you live for a long, long time
If there’s a trick to switch your life to a comedy
Do you really think you’ll find it online?
Go spin your web
And lie in the sun
You’ve made your bed
And you’ve made it for no one
Alfred was fine, driving the car
‘Cause he knew Bruce had a plan
And I know you’ve gotta, I know you’ve gotta
I know you’re not Batman, but you’re a good man
If you’re not sure if you’re doing ok
Do what you can everyday
Don’t let obstacles get in your way
Remember what God would say
“I’m not real so I can’t move these rocks for you
And you’re more than welcome to pray
But you are real so you must do what you must do
Act now, do not delay”
Don’t spin your web
You can ask someone for help
You’ve made your bed
And some day you won’t sleep by yourself
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Newgods
02:52
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I’m starting a new religion
You’re more than welcome to join me
I only ask that you believe in the Holy Trinity
Of Batman, my Mother and Wikipedia
The proper day of worship for Batman is Wednesdays
From The Bat we learn
Truth, Justice, Self-sacrifice and the Duality of Man
From Him we get our moral Bat-compass
And our sense of Bat-right and Bat-wrong
The cleverest thing about our Lord’s Caped Crusade
Is that the greatest lessons he's taught,
He taught not by shining example,
but through the miracle of letting us see in the dark
Every one of His mistakes and misfortunes
and by letting us know who He is
behind His many masks
I am saved every time He fails to save
Someone He loves or a stranger or a sinner
I was shown the street Light the first time I watched
His parents die for our sins
And so like a kiss from a rose in Crime Alley
I try to remind those I love that I love them
The proper day of worship for my Mother is every Friday night
And on most major Jewish Holidays
(It has long been my understanding that when forming a new religion
One should borrow liberally from an existing religion
And then outright deny any similarities or claim those similarities as proof that their faith
Was merely a prophesy heralding your newer, truer faith)
So come celebrate my Mother
By sitting down to Sabbath candles, Martinelli’s and bread
Or come fast with us on Yom Kippur
Or help us dust off a Chanukiah and the extra potato peelers
Obviously, we honor my Father as well, but I’m sure he has no problem abdicating
Deification to Our Sancta Mater
Goddess of Pragmatism, Learning and Good Humor
The proper time of worship for Wikipedia is
Any hour of any day
When you find yourself stumblingly bored and near a Holy Receiver
The Wiki-gods preach that Reality is subject to Consensus and that Knowledge is Truth to Power
They ask only that you read and promise to one day
Throw in your two cents
And perhaps a few cents more
To keep things running smoothly
And to give thanks
Wikipedia loves Peace
That’s why it’s there
To settle disagreements
And to calm the tempest between your temples
When the right word struggles to travel from the back of your mind
To the tip of your tongue
Come join my religion
It’s wide open
We don’t have pews
So we’ll meet on my couch in South City
Presuming we get a couch
Maybe we can find one on Craigslist
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