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Brown

©1991 Spirit Music Industries

Brown

push, meat, blood, and hair 
mother to mother
push, born of the mud 
dried in the salt air 
push, down at the root 
slipping from somewhere 
brown 
push, slick with the sweat 
fed by the bright air 
push, sky not of roof 
ground is not a bottom 
push, this is not yours 
you are the world's 
brown

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Malthusela

billions, lined up 
nine years old 
doctors, surgeons 
refitting souls 
SKINNIES! wrinkles? 
hmm? 
plastic snips! tight end
folds!
aged children 
we shave the mold 
farmer-chemists 
feed cities whole 
SKINNIES! gum it 
swig at the cabbage-
tofu bowl!

once we had the 
hunger 
once we had disease 
once we had cancer 
but now at last we're 
free!

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Las Vegas Power Grid

switch on the freeze in my room in las vegas
cold in july in a room in las vegas 
bright shine the lights all the night in las vegas 
all night they shine like the day in las vegas
in vegas, las vegas, where's my prize? 
las vegas power grid 
daytime is ugly, so sleep then in las vegas 
wires fill the air from each way into las vegas 
spraypaint your name on the rocks of las vegas 
beautiful wires, lights, and rocks of las vegas
aww
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Pharmaceutical

head is pounding
must keep on driving
smell of diesel, earn a living 
ulcerated, medicated 
pharmaceutical 
daily shopping 
pushing paper 
school for children, busy work training 
plate of meat, then switch on the TV
pharmaceutical 
vacant landscape 
word of crackdown 
leave the root and clip the branches 
numb is good, numb is no problem 
pharmaceutical

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Edward Abbey

I know what's right 
I know what's wrong 
what would you do if someone was strangling your mother just stand there?  
well, someone is 
I know what's wrong 
the disruption of destruction is not violence 
it's self-defense 
I know what's right 
the ghost of edward abbey says to me: 
you're never a product of their world 
unless you want to be

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Daisy Chain

the holy scientific elite at the top the daisy chain 
livermore lab and u.c., tuition part of the daisy chain 
	blind eyed the winter sun is ever brighter 
	the warm september shine  
	grind on, because the juice that primes the trigger won't fade 
pay your tax and bills or get yanked off the rig of the daisy chain 
dig down deeper than deep, tech it up for the daisy chain 
	blind eyed the winter sun is ever brighter 
	the warm september shine 
	grind on, because the juice that primes the trigger won't fade

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Valhalla's Celtic Robbie

six hours of breeding 
engineering new life forms
	the patent is applied for:
	mice without immunity systems
	tumor factories to test new drugs

	the patent is applied for:
	aggressive altered bacteria that protect profits

	the patent is applied for: 
	animals providing maximum meat with minimum input

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Full Metal Grotus (we need so much)

coke, diet coke, classic coke 
cherry coke, caffeine free coke, new coke 
new diet free cherry classic caffeine free pepsi new coke
we need so much 
we need so much  
we need so much 
we need so much 
wheaties, cheerios, captain crunch 
rice chex, sugar pops, mini-wheats, barbies 
teenage mutant ninja turtle cereal 
we need so much (4x) 
exxon, chevron, mobil 
shell, unocal, texaco, BP, aramco
we need so much (4x)

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N.Y. Strip

it was their favorite 
New York Strip 
knew how to serve them: 
make mine rare! 
that happy meat bloat 
waddle up the stairs 
stool in the strain room: 
dry hard and black 
there was the daughter:
built at 10 
there was the husband:
heart attacked! 
and mother's x-rays
strange, that shape 
can't name the problem 
New York Drip
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Rust

bent down in rusted metal 
gritty shrapnel brown too weathered 
when did I get this old?
bum leg with bruises shaking 
pour another cup of joe
sweat dripping down in the dirt
stink like the old shop floor
I built a lot of shit with my life 
jesus
jeezus
I'm rust

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Morning-Glory

wake up and see morning glories 
the size of seas, the size of oceans 
the color bright and high and blinding
and I can see it with my eyes closed
the earth beneath my feet is shining 
a liquid sea, a liquid fire 
I scratch my skin and feel the salt leave 
I watch my shadow as it's climbing
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All songs by Carson, Fox, Tanner.
except (4,10) by Carson, Fox, Henry, Tanner.
©1991 Grotus Music (BMI)

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Luddite

©1992 Spirit Music Industries

Luddite

Running in slow motion, almost in
reverse. (The dream always begins
the same way). At first, no one else
around is affected. Everything looks
the same, but in the wrong time. I
move my mouth but the sound won't
come. Heat wave lines ripple up like a
TV dream. The sun stays high. not
setting. And then the sound starts
slipping around. Linear time clock
sucks in backwards. Looking out
ahead to the past, to a better time.
I'm passing myself. See me running
by. Relief in a dream of the world.
running in rewind.

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Marginal

it goes in
it comes out
it looks just the same
the machine
cranks out
does not complain
blank face
twitching
can't say a thing
McJobTM
it's a paycheck
i don't feel anything

marginal middle
center of a crumbling edge
structure like onions
layers surrounding nothing

cog think
service
script talk to say
pre-thought
thoughts thinked
think thunk all day
I have a thought
and it's a bad one
I didn't do it yet
might though
I might still
I might do anything

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Shelf Life

Shelf life
perfected extension
in cans and jars and rows of selections
plus things you don't know what-so-ever
hidden but on display
that perfect rind complexion
is sculpted DNA

shelf life
the patent is applied for
the seeds providing
evolved in a test tube
and unwanted waste radiation
is no longer waste
fruit and vegetable exposure
kills bugs with no aftertaste

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What in the World

hot vinyl sweaty butt traffic jam casualty
dead stopped on highway 580
turns off the ignition, jumps out and chucks the key
says "sometimes I just don't like driving"
	and I wonder what in the world
used needles, condoms, and cans full of Ready Whip
Death cigs and 40 dog mountains
red splattered paint on the sidewalk lined in tape
was someone's art final project
	and I wonder what in the world
this pregnant shuffling basketcase family
three puppies, tie-dies, and hands out
their smiling dirty stoned faces ask for change
I mumble "sorry" and pass 6 more like them
	I wonder what in the world
I've gotten used to the sweet, stinky smell of it
we talk like we're in a movie
best entertainment value for the buck
just push rewind and put in the next tape.
	and wonder what in the world
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All music by Grotus, all lyrics by Lars. 
All songs ©1992 Grotus Music (BMI)

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Slow Motion Apocalypse

©1993 Alternative Tentacles Records. Virus 118CD

Up Rose The Mountain

up rose the mountain and the black cloud fell
sky made a river flowing down from the hill
up rose the mud pile in a dim lit crack
mold came, a mold made in the muck of a shade 

	and day and night and day and night 
	and so on

up rose the tree line and the wind blew grass
salt water whittled pieces off of the land
up rose the critters of all types and shape
brains sizing upwards, taking turns on top of the hill

	and day and night and day and night 
	and so on

up rose the manchild, just like the rest
but with big head planning to stay on top of the chain
Book says "dominion" like a long term plan 
but if time were this song, we'd have been around about as long as this...

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The Same Old Sauce

fat spud wheezing at the zombie home terminal
the wage earner drained
dribble chin happy, its cyberpsychological
wish they could edit the day
each night like a skipping disc
some tits say hair and gun means love
direct injection of a sculpted message
new problem and a cure
virtual and digital and high definition but
selling the same old sauce
there's just one thing that I wanna know
were people this stupid before there was TV?

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Hourglass

the shutter clicks and the daydream mother fakes it
with the perfect shape, designed for wanting
a nameless taste takes hold across the nation
the boys salivate and all the girls ape it
seasonally redefined
I try but cannot look away
hourglass

but glossies fade and the lens is paid to wander
as the sands shift from top to bottom
and the airbrushed grace that kissed her face finds a younger mate
and a million vets of manipulated passion wrinkle on 
seasonally redefined
I try but cannot look away
hourglass

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Complications

the plans are formed in perfect concentration
for maximized projected profit share
except for a microscopic complication
I know cause I'm the one that put it there

	twitch on the hand taking 
	sweet shining thing ticking

the hackers and the loudmouths are my heroes
but I'm just too polite to be like them
so quietly I make my complications
happy watching crumbling from within

	twitch on the hand taking 
	sweet shining thing ticking

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Clean

raise my eyes from sleep
they roll back and the sight is clean
pores drip an ancient smell
glands twitch, control in hand

what a game and what a team
it lasts for hours and you don't need change
focus the frame, reduce the red
the best in entertainment keeps the edits clean

my eyes and pants are a little wet 
it's been so many years since I've felt this way
look ahead to more of the same
'cause now it's back, wholesome and clean

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Sleepwalking

train wreck black guilt fear and deaf it's all happening
ground less height long fall and hit it's all happening
mouth less job hate bank machine it's all happening
nude class debt mall white man it's all happening
sleepwalking through the motions
the same thing as...but off
deep pool safe flight shaky ground it's all happening
cash hand clothes disc credit card it's all happening
hair cut sharp cut memory it's all happening
teeth pull guilt grind salty taste it's all happening
sleepwalking through the motions
the same thing as...but off

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Medicine

sharp black lines cut deep across
the gray rings fat swollen growth 
breath less dry hack ashen faced
the sick patient wheezing low
it looks like nothing so much as a cancer
as seen from above, dividing and spreading
the pace is quickening
and I feel the toll it's taking under my hand
round and round
dry hot red drained pock-marked
it keeps going but it's deadly thin
can't quite root out the cause but
you know what the number one suspect is
we look like nothing so much as a cancer
as seen from above, dividing and spreading
the pace is quickening
and I feel the toll it's taking under my hands
round and round

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Brown (remix)

push, meat, blood, and hair 
mother to mother
push, born of the mud 
dried in the salt air 
push, down at the root 
slipping from somewhere 
brown 

push, slick with the sweat 
fed by the bright air 
push, born to the dirt
eye full of wonder
push, rock in one hand 
earth in the other
brown

push, catching a flame 
wheels rolling under
push, sky not a roof 
ground not a bottom
oh, this is not yours
you are the world's
brown
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All songs written by Grotus, 
except `Slow Motion Apocalypse' Tanner, and `Good Evening' by L. Fox.
All lyrics by L. Fox. ©1993 Grotus Music (BMI)

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Handjob

©1995 London Records. Produced and Engineered by Chris Arvan

A Bad Itch

the sound of gunfire comes pounding down the street, 
the bpm around 110...
ya hear it on the TV, It's always on the tube - 
the victims always look like you...
the foundation's cracking, even store bought rebels know - 
think of all the places you won't go...
`cause now you see a stranger and you cross the street - 
walk straight ahead and listen for his feet now...there it is again...

	negative thoughts bounce around, like a bad itch in the back of your brain...
	it's gettin hard not to say this - there's something we gotta face here...

the little words that slip out: you better think about what you're thinking, 
when you pin the blame on people you don't know..
we used to speak of justice, not self preservation - 
but sometimes you talk about getting a gun now...there it is again...

	negative thoughts bounce around, like a bad itch in the back of your brain...
	it's gettin hard not to ask this: are you becoming a racist?

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Ebola Reston

no one plans for the unthinkable, 
just the drive to move ahead...
to cure the sick, to do what's possible, 
you get the spare parts from a relative...

	and Ebola Reston should send a red flag up, 
	but there's no ticking sound...
	step by step, inch by inch, 
	silent running always...

take a jungle beast that's 98% the same, 
kill the thing and part it out...
and then control will look for bugs they know, 
but you can't find what you're not looking for...

	and Ebola Reston should send a red flag up, 
	but there's no ticking sound...
	step by step, inch by inch, 
	silent running always...

	Ebola Reston is somewhere waiting and might be in you now.
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All music by Grotus, Lyrics by Lars. 
©1995 Digital Noodle/Harsh Toons/Sleepy Bear Music/Shine it Productions (BMI) 
except "Ain't Nobody's Business" (P. Grainger/E. Robbins).

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Mass

©1996 London Records. Produced and Engineered by Chris Arvan

That's Entertainment

(Tanner, Fox, Carson)

it oughta make you sick: 
the crap we're fed today 
ahh, but what the hell
we all like it anyway 
come on down 
and bring a bowl full of popcorn 
between death and the weather 
we'll see who's doing who now 
dumbed down to nothing 
that's entertainment 
puffed up like something 
solid

two chunks of flesh 
done up to make you crazed 
well oiled and lit 
flexed or full of silicone 
the hormonal hustle 
it works every time 
hear the be I and get your pellet 
now drool like a dog
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Korg Wavestation AD: Adam

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A Bad Itch

(Tanner, Fox)

the sound of gunfire comes pounding 
down the street 
the bpm around 110 
ya hear it on the TV, its always on the 
tube
and the victims always look like you 
the foundation's cracking, even store 
bought rebels know 
think of all the places that you won't go 
'cause now you see a stranger and 
you cross the street 
walk straight ahead and listen for his 
feet
now, there it is again

negative thoughts bounce around 
like a bad itch in the back of your brain 
its gettin hard not to say this 
there's something we gotta face here
little words that slip out: 
better think about what you're thinking 
when you pin the blame on people you -
don't know
we used to speak of justice, not self 
preservation
but sometimes you talk about getting a
gun now
there it is again

negative thoughts bounce around no 
like a bad itch in the back of your brain 
its gettin hard not to ask this 
are you becoming a racist?

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White Trash Blues

(Tanner, Fox)

better make it black 
my lids are logs 
yeah I suppose I should go 
sniff my skin 
scratch my chin 
is your smell trapped in my clothes?
settle something
little children
pacifiers drawn
gimme something
to chew on as the hours roll

cry on baby, cry me a river 
say I should leave you alone 
cry on baby, salt for the ocean 
chaos will make you whole

and so the angels wept 
the sky ripped open 
the lord took a piss on my soul 
life is long
long and tiresome
dream myself into a hole
I can't say I been bored and lonely
Elvis, Elvis counsel me
I gotta get up in the morning
- - - -
Korg Wavestation AD: Adam

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Ebola Reston+

(Tanner, Fox)

no one plans for the unthinkable 
just the drive to move ahead 
to save the sick, to change what's 
possible
you get the spare parts from a relative

and ebola reston should send a red flag up
but there's no ticking sound 
step by step, inch by inch, silent 
running always

it's a jungle beast, but 98% the same 
we'll kill the thing and part it out 
and then control will look for bugs they 
know
but you can't find what you're not 
looking for

and ebola reston should send a red flag 
up
but there's no ticking sound 
step by step, inch by inch, silent 
running always 
ebola reston is somewhere waiting and 
might be in you now
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Korg Wavestation AD/Roland jupiter8: Adam;
Oberheim OB-xA: John

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Hand To Mouth

(Tanner, Fox)

pullin that ball and chain is such a 
hassle
at 9 am
everything interesting happens at night 
so
I'm up then
I'm slackadaisical about the future 
now that its here 
always cheerfully hopeless and broke 
so I'm dopeless 
thank god for friends, thank god for 
friends
the possibilities of getting by are getting 
mighty slim
I'm check to check, I'm hand to mouth

the weekly sacrifice of five days for two 
seems like a hell of a waste of my time 
its a strain looking busy making junk for 
nothing
so I decline
if the only way to judge success is 
through cash flow 
then I don't know
I could do anything with my life but I 
probably won't
- - - -
doghouse: John
Contains material performed by Johnny Shines
Blues Band used under license from Vanguard Records.

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T'ain't Nobody's Bizness If I Do+

Arrangement: Tanner, Fox, Carson
Korg Wavestation AD/Roland jupiter8: Adam; Oberheim OB-xA: 
John; media samples collected by Lars and Adam
Contains a sample of "T'AIN'T NOBODY'S BIZNESS IF I DO" 
performed by Jimmy Witherspoon used under license from Tuff City Records. 

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Sick

(Tanner, Fox)

gonna pack my bag and settle al this 
bullshit
I pack some new friends away
with ten pounds of pills for everybody's 
headache
no biz as usual today

I'm sick of always trying to do what's 
right
sick of always trying to do what's right

when that barrel a sings, there a no
disappointment               
and justice won't have to wait
you bet I won't be missing one
appointment
my sentence happens today
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Korg Wavestation AD: Adam

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Collect 'Em All

(Tanner, Fox)

newspaper said he was a textbook 
case
a classic example of a mass killer: 
he tortured kittens as a kid, and was the 
judge in ant court 
he even worked for the post office once 
he got a car phone to yell in at no one in 
particular
nobody noticed that it never rang 
he had a mono brow 
and a big collection of
.22's and .38's and .44's and .9's

why should I wait all day in a line 
to pay some fine? 
and I can't got sick or I can't pay rent 
and I'm slippin all the time 
well I'll park anywhere that I want to 
now cuz the
meter maid is dead
and I stamped "case closed" on the 
rubble of the
IRS mans head

his day started with his mother and hi, 
ex-something or other 
a check list was later found 
suits and skirts splayed Out on the a 
sidewalk
green and gray and red, and how the
Pigeons fed
sky full of copters, more cameras than 
coppers
an adoring crowd swelled behind a 
giant barricade
front page story, and now immortal 
a name memorized in households all 
across the USA

got a place in a special history book
and a life now not in vain 
a card in the collector's series 
nd Rambo's p dying me 
well I'll park anywhere that I want to 
now cuz the
meter maid a dead 
and I stamped "case closed" on the 
rubble of the
IRS man's head
- - - -
Korg Wavestation AD: Adam
Contains material performed by Tito Puente 
used under license form the RCA Records label of BMG Music

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Wild Bill

(Tanner, Fox)

opportunity knocked 
and now he's somewhere else 
his big muscles flex 
when used on himself 
testosterone 
congeals in his hand 
in the shape of a fist 
around his magic wand

and Wild Bill just sits watching cable 
his hell raising fades into flab 
the iron fist arm chair judge presiding 
exiled from the black box himself

a kind of focused beam 
sent him out of the set 
to make true his dream 
to offer real help 
he used to shake the world 
he used to cause some grief 
but now it'll take a crane 
to peel him off his seat

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The Bottom Line

(Tanner, Fox, Carson)

sunrise
sunset
days turn into weeks and years 
and as the grind bears down 
you get into this shape: 
bored and numb
and full of self hate

your eyes are open but you're sleeping 
all the time
dues paying charter member, slave to 
the bottom line

got six televisions and vcrs 
and a low percentage on the credit 
card
the Sega, Quadra, and the Hi-8
you entertain yourself into this state

the mild distractions keep you just so 
occupied
dues paying charter member, slave to 
the bottom line

so snuff your candles all out 
just
one
at
a
time
or do something dangerous and 
intensify your life 
you gotta slap yourself awake from the 
white noise buzzing haze 
make it so the glazed eye drones are 
gonna mock you everyday 
you're a perfect machine part if you 
just
fit in with the plan 
pulse pounding, pressure mounting 
get up and yell: 
shut that off
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Korg Wavestation AD: Adam; turntables: dj hesher
Contains material performed by Rare Earth
used under license from Motown Records Co.,
by Arrangement with PolyGram Special Markets.

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Back In The Day

(Tanner, Fox)

it was back in the day 
back in the 1920's 
selling hooch for the gang 
meant large cash money
splatter papa glamour, guns and the 
ledger
post office poster star 
around them times the pay was the best 
to be had

its never as sweet as when its 
forbidden 
special secrets hold such a promise 
of...  

they spilled the wine the raids 
and that thirst found morning
and taking out the head 
just meant a line as forming 
contraband Nero, toast of the nation 
playing while h , city burned 
til they found the best way to deal was 
knowing when to say when
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pedal steel guitar: Dave Zirbel

_______________________________ Produced and engineered by Chris Arvan. Recorded at Decibel Worship, SF, CA in Spring, 1995 ©1995 Digital Noodle/Harsh Toons/Sleepy Bear Music/Shine it Productions (BMI) except "Ain't Nobody's Business" (P. Grainger/E. Robbins). Lyrics Used by Permission. All rights reserved. International Copyright Secured.

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Last updated April 14, 1996.
Thanks to Joel D. Gomer for live photos in Orlando.
Webpage built by den with help from Lars and Grotus. Thanks.
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