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The Green Banana Peel
03:33
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THE GREEN BANANA PEEL
theres a perfect creation
a mothers milk
a sacred fruit
and a face, a face like silk
it grows beneath from far far away
it manifests like a spirit
in the light of the day
the green banana peel
sliding between the exploding white
step inside its hollow inside
take a ride on the green banana peel
the pulse of the gods
the drug of the free
organized violence
sets, in sets of three
birthed by the heavens
borne by the sea
lit by a fire that burns
inside of me
on the green banana peel
sliding between the exploding white
step inside its hollow, its hollow inside
so take a ride on the green banana peel
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Fluid In The Fluid
04:26
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FLUID IN THE FLUID
you see things that aren't there
i don't see them
they are there you can feel them
i tell you there's nothing there
but the air
they are there you just can't see them
when you're fluid in the flesh
sometimes it's strange
embrace the waves of energy
cut through the cosmos' membrane
feel the stuff that can't be seen
you see things that aren't there
i don't see them
they are there you can feel them
i tell you there's nothing there
but the air
they are there you just can't see them
a translucent jell surrounds me and you
what is this force we float through?
we're fluid in the fluid
let's get fluid in the fluid
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BLUE HERON UNDER A BLUE MOON
he walks tonight in his long black coat
with drunken eyes on a gin soaked shore
on the new year she stands alone
in the town where he was born
she's a blue blue heron under a blue blue moon
the sand is a cold and powdery white
left untouched by the crude chemical tides
together they face the reflecting light
their bodies glowing under old florida's night
she's a blue blue heron under a blue blue moon
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DMT
03:48
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DMT
i love thee i fear thee
enter me and warm the milk
pour honey over my eyes
and into my mouth
prepare for no end and when it begins
lie still and wait
piss scented sweat and
his black colored head laughing
just laughing
come to me my dreams
under electric rain
we turn to ashes and stone
the river of red
runs through a temple of gold
blue waves are forming while aqua breathing
in water clear and cold
watch it pulsate and tear from the white space
of not existing
come to me my dreams
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HE'S A NEW MAN WALKING IN A DEAD MAN'S SHOES
theres a little story
about a poor man way down south
he had no idea he'd take a short walk to hell
his greasy hair was long,
they were few and far between
his skin was colored brown
and his body was quite lean
if the shoes make the man
this guy's heart was full of holes
because he saw a sleeping friend and
he thought he'd steal his soles
a pair of snakeskin boots
he took gently from his feet,
laid down his stone collectors
and walked proudly down the street
it was a sharp dressed old bum
and you could tell that he had style
under a tree he lay a sleepin'
upon his face there was a smile
a peculiar smell seemed a brewing
though his clothes they weren't quite clean
the old man's skin was colored brown
but he was lookin' kinda green
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THE MAN ON THE SIDE OF THE WALL
the man on the side of the wall
he was born into a wicked world
hes been riding around for a long time
on the backs of strange things
no energy in his rings can save him now from what the stars may bring
he is the man on the side of the wall
his boots are wrapped in rusted chains
but he comes quietly creepin' in
a wide brimmed hat shadows his face
he stows his thoughts in a dismal place
he's a bastard son he's a father of hate
he’ll heal your wounds
with a cold switchblade
he is the man on the side of the wall
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The Secret Friendship
03:36
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THE SECRET FRIENDSHIP
i poured my heart into it
now it ain't worth a spit
would you still like a secret friendship
our faces have grown old
it's not the way it was meant to go
there's a greater story to be told
we laid each other out to dry
theres no more tears in our eyes
but memory keeps telling me lies
now only shadows know with whom we sleep
and this secret i will forever keep
for the seed of love has been sewn quite deep
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