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Guts
02:30
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When I wake up in the morning
And open my crusty eyes
The fuzz in my brain starts melting
And something just don't sit right
But I shouldn't pick at your brain
Or spill out my guts
The truth spirals down the drain while I'm
Cleaning my cuts
The sun made my room a painting
I should get up
But how will I keep from fainting
Whenever I strut my stuff
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Sun Incubator
02:56
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Common ancestor
Most recent descender
It's the genus ender
Threat simulator and Sun Incubator
Greenhouse ventilator
Auto purveyor and knuckle skin flayer
Immoral displayer
Burgeoning cities
Atop dead peonies
Remorseless piety
Rich man defender
Entitled pretender
Your avarice rendered
Witness the thunder
Your life torn asunder
Now we've got your number
No planet's safe for a man of your wage
Greed won't save you from phages
Bury you down in the conquest of sound
Let the piss soak your crown
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Sanctity/Holiness
03:33
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Attempt to weep
Superfluous
His lust for life
Egregious
And yet he'll find
Among the dust
Sanctity
Holiness
Face down in the sodden earth, yeah
Hoof prints down your spine
Introduction
World of hurt, yeah
The frailty of the benign
Creatures of the nightlife, baby
Heathens on the prowl
Dragging bodies full of bile, yeah
Unleash salacious stifled howls
And man
Unhooded
Featureless
No mouth, no memory
Humorless
And he is striving
Toward emptiness
Always lacking
The impetus
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Slime World: Redux
03:20
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Misanthropic tendencies make you rot, rot
Let me put your mind at ease, take a drop, drop
Psychopathic tendencies got you gaunt, gaunt
Humankind is a disease they go drop, drop like flies left and right, alright
Misanthropic tendencies make you rot, rot
Let me put your mind at ease, take a drop, drop
Psychopathic tendencies got you gaunt, gaunt
Humankind is a disease they go drop, drop like flies left and right, alright
Right and left and left and right
You go stomp, stomp
Walk amongst the graves at night
You go haunt, haunt
Haunt
Haunt
Haunt
And when I face the attack
My head twists and turns from whiplash
But there's no sweet release of death
Just my own lonely, raspy breath
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Screen Frogs Seattle, Washington
Diving headfirst into the psychedelic, garage rock frenzy, Screen Frogs delivers sonic pleasures from multiple genres, old and new. Formed by brothers Will and Mike Bacon in 2018 and later joined by Scott Minnich in 2019 and Preston Lewis in 2022, the group got their start in a garage north of Seattle, WA. ... more
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