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What Will Happen Will Happen

So what if I'm down? Stuck in reverse. I look around... It could be worse. What can I do? Honestly, I've got nothing to offer at all. Why should I grieve? Why should I fall? I'd rather breath, cover my ears, open my eyes and see what appears. What will happen...

What's In The Toaster?

You don't know if it's bread or toast. You can see it but it's bathed in Ambiguous Red Light. At what point does bread become toast? Should you hit the lever? It's been a while. No, in the end, you just have to trust the machine. 

When Robots Attack

Lock up your children. Lock up your pets as well. (Your pets as well.) It's time to panic, because something terrible is mad as Hell. So read the papers, and read the magazines. (The magazines.) Something's approaching, oh no, oh no. And no one knows exactly...

White Bread Boyfriend

I guess I'm lonely, whatever that means, but when I see you in your pre-embroidered jeans I get this feeling, like, prob'ly in my heart that most of the time, we should never be apart. You're kinda pretty. I guess for now you'll do. I mean, you're beautifu...

Without My Tonsils

without my hands without my nose without my fangs without my clothes without my nervous system without my brain without my tonsils I'm not the same without my brand of humor um... without my so-so fashion sense without my love for all things funky without my...

Word Disassociation

Enemy, lasagna, Robust, below, wax, Semiautomatic, aqua, Accompany, slacks, Why, coffee, gymnastic, Motorcycle, unibrow, Existential, plastic, Extra, nightly, cow, Damn, Jettison, goodbye, through, Everything, center, who, Spidery, concubine, Pale, Lickity-sp...

Wrong

believe me, I find that everybody gets three wishes despite this, life sucks and that's what makes me so suspicious the radio goes off and on, and when it's on we see the light despite this, we're still in the dark, which only makes it fun to fight (to fight,...

Your Evil Shadow Has A Cup Of Tea

Five days in a watery cave. Another song for the day that I take to the grave. I gotta be the first to see the specter. Everybody want to be friends with the nectar protector. Seventeen skulls in a hole in the woods already know of the low down, but not of the...

Your Imaginary Friend

Simple and small, almost alone, curled up in a ball, with a tin can phone, Tied to a twist, leading outside, and into the mist. Where the shadows hide. Maybe when you're gone (when you're gone), we'll gladly take you're place. You're so nicely draw...