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Shining a new light,
On the border policy.
Are we keeping cats out because they don’t have a skin, or are we going to let them in?
Just the see-through ones perhaps, they won’t pollute our view.
Is it true they are able to climb the fence?
What would you do if you ran into one of them,
Pitch dark, lid up eyes, hissing violently.
Nocturnal ravagers
Feral and outcasts at the same time.
Whiskers flexing like, those of furry cats would do.
When you tickle their nose, their tactile hairs will grow into a maze of plastic curls
Thermoplastic hearts.
Will melt,
Upon a friendly touch.
When you high-five their paws.
They will retract their claws.
Here’s an interesting story,
You would not believe could happen,
In this altruistic cornerstone,
That could melt their plastic hearts.
Upon a friendly touch.
When you high-five their paws.
They will retract their claws.
Soft cushioned paws,
Claws pulling at the stars
Plastic cats in cars Trucing kitten wars
Thermoplastic skies dripping in my eyes.
Nocturnal laws, No more feline fights
Regretful past,
Ex-fugitives at last.
Exit the wilderness,
Enter utopia.
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Kafkaesque
03:55
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Recreational, recreational, recreationally drugged.
Artificial, irrevocable, artificial, artificially cut off.
Superficial, one-dimensional, superficially in love.
Unintentional, Unintentional, Unintentional, unintentionally lost.
It’s just you, me, on a terrifying quest.
Deadmingos come to life.
With their dead-beat laser eyes.
Beaming in the night.
Black bambi’s Paradise
Desert sand in your eyes,
You feel beaches collide.
In the back of your mind.
Leaving you blind fooooor
Psychological, psychological, psychological results.
Artificial, irrevocable, artificial, Artificially cut off.
Unconditional, undividedly, unconditionally loved.
Unintentional, unintentional, unintentional, unintentionally lost.
It’s just you, me, on a terrifying quest
Deadmingos come to life.
With their dead-beat laser eyes.
Beaming in the night.
Black bambi’s paradise.
Desert sand in your eyes,
You feel beaches collide.
In the back of your mind.
Leaving you blind fooooor
VERSE 3
Psychological, psychological, psychological results.
Artificial, irrevocable, artificial, artificial, artificial, artificially cut-off.
Superficial, one-dimensional, superficially in love.
Unintentional, unintentional, unintentional, unintentionally lost.
Forever lost
Forever lost
Forever lost
Forever lost
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Eleven gyroscopes in one satellite,
Kept Mir orbiting stabilized,
Depressurized nodes,
Allow for spacewalking cosmonauts.
437 days,
and 18 hours continuously spent in space.
Photovoltaic arrays,
Enough power to keep the station online.
Orbit on TM-18,
Back on TM-20.
Valeri Polyakov.
Hero of the Russian Federation.
Greater mass than any other spacecraft.
Never underestimate the soviets.
Extraterrestrial,
Spacecraft reality show. On board.
First addition to the Mir space station,
Kvant-1, in a stirring docking adventure.
Works out alright,
After the cosmonauts venture outside.
Untethered floating in space,
Zero gravity somersaulting craze,
Peaceful and carefree days,
Drifting off into the blissful vacuum.
Orbit on TM-18,
Back on TM-20.
Valeri Polyakov.
Hero of the Russian Federation.
Greater mass than any other spacecraft.
Never underestimate the soviets.
Extraterrestrial,
Spacecraft reality show. On board.
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Bear Picnic
01:52
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Camping, I’m in the woods, I like it
Animals, they’re so cute, I like them
Store bought food, up in the trees, it’s safe there.
Camping, out alone in the wilderness.
I am the Bear so you better beware
I’ll put my paw in your honey jar
Don’t care if I break it now
I’ll shatter your skull
Gonna take all your food home
The sun is coming up
I’m still not home
Wonder where this will go
Crawling Crawling
My knees all ripped up
My knees all ripped up
My knees all ripped up
Camping, I’m in the woods, I’m scared of
Animals, they’re everywhere, sharpened fangs grab me
I’m on my back, can’t get up
Help me, I’m on my back, help me up
Got some bandages?
Who’s gnawing at me?
Help me up please?
Don’t want to be here when it gets dark.
I am the Bear so you better beware
I’ll use my paws on your knees
Gonna slash them to pieces
Now I’ll shatter your skull and then
I’ll take all your guts home
The sun is coming up
I’m never coming home
Wonder where this will go.
Crawling Crawling
My knees all ripped up
My knees all ripped up
My knees all ripped up
I am the Bear so you better beware
I’ll put my paw in your honey jar
Don’t care if I break it now
I’ll shatter your skull, gonna take all your food home
Shatter your skull, gonna take all your guts home
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Bear Blood
03:07
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You´re coming down in a way that stuns the town
It´s kinda breezy so I, turn around
Feeling chills yeah the way you flip your hair
Is it cool if I wanted to hold your hand
Do your surfing now.
I knock dead, a wave crashin’ town
Heroes nailed to the ground
It’s insane that flair that surrounds you
Traces, of bear blood,
They were found in the victims inner pocket.
Pieces of bear skin.
They’re all sewn together now, soaked bear leather in bear blood.
Can I wear it?
You’re always down for some good times
In the city, the car or the countryside
Getting rough, yeah down on the bare stone
Let me grind that skin of your bones
It’s cool, is it cool, I don’t mean to lie
Every city girl is going outside
Outside, outside it’s going down tonight
Heeeey we’re bouncing back from the gutter.
Going straight for the last standing pins.
Completely covered in bear skin.
There’s no way they’re going to notice the….
Traces, of bear blood,
They were found in the victims inner pocket.
Pieces of bear skin.
They’re all sewn together now, soaked bear leather in bear blood.
Can I wear it?
Tell me baby do you like to wear the suit
Stitched together and with room for tattoos
A little loving on the outskirts of town
Got the feeling you’re a wildcat somehow
It’ cool, is it cool, I don’t mean to lie
Ever city girl is going outside
Outside, outside It’s going down tonight
Heeeey we’re bouncing back from the gutter.
Going straight for the last standing pins.
Completely covered in bear skin.
There’s no way that we’re going to miss.
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HVNTVR
02:30
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Owl farm, where he resided a while, the gate was guarded by
Tin coated vultures, two-dozen barking peacocks and a humble dog.
Got hooked on halcion when he saw how ripped up people were.
Suddenly it leaped off, now circles with a hostile whir.
Stay out,…………………………. Don’t make it personal
Spill your guts only when you’re sure your shit is readable.
Been viewing splitscreen all the time.
And now the focus is gone.
I’m addicted, past the line
Hunter’s witch hunt is on.
When the going gets weird, you’ll see I’m just an amateur.
Hunting season is over. Extra piece of dead meat going down.
What’s happening here? An acid flashback, maybe time is warped.
Fast rising terrors evoking a real sense of awe.
Been viewing splitscreen all the time.
And now the focus is gone.
I’m addicted, past the line,
And now the focus is… you.
TV is soulless creature.
Gonna feed it to my peacocks.
Once I establish credit
I may be able to function, function as a man.
Signing up to score.
Craw-ling through blood.
The only real crime,
Is getting caught.
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Sonic Youth Hostel
04:56
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Pulling up just in time to see our destination going up in flames.
After spending the lengthy ride, looking forward to this sleeping place.
While I’m looking up at the flaming balconies.
Smoke comes creeping out to drag me into the heat.
The ground is getting hot and starts to burn my feet.
Explosions sounding like apocalyptic harmonies.
Watch it all burn down,
Resist to be dragged in.
Taking photographs,
Of whatever’s left of it.
While I’m looking up at the flaming balconies.
Smoke comes creeping out to drag me into the heat.
It’s suffocating me.
Ex-o-ther-mic
Chemical reaction,
Inadequate prevention,
In an underground dimension.
Singing along to future songs,
While glowing shards, get scattered around the globe.
(my) Half-molten soles,
Stick to the ground.
(As I’m) setting fire to the youth hostel on fire.
To the car on fire.
To the face on fire.
All drenched in fuel, lighting up star bright in the night.
Faded photographs,
Remind me we once we’re near.
Reminiscing about,
What could have been.
While I was looking up at the flaming balconies.
Suddenly it hit me, (all) the time we wasted,
It was never meant to be.
(We were) So young, so young, so young….
Remnants of an era, now in ashes, lost forever, never to be restored.
(The) traces tell a story, charcoaled relics, smoldering ruins eroding the soil.
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Food chain just inverted completely.
Tigers hunted down by sika deer.
People torn apart by pet buddies.
Stroke of luck I haven’t got any.
Victims of trust,
Turn your back and you’re lost.
Ubiquitous chaos,
Only instinct matters now.
Blood thirsty swans,
Crusading deer,
Pursuing sloths,
Harpooning whales.
Mischievous doves,
Torpedoing eels,
Ambushing rats,
Malicious seals.
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Those Foreign Kids Haarlem, Netherlands
Noise rock duo from Amsterdam
3rd album, 'Wrestlemania', out April 28 on Vibe/Anti-Vibe and Geertruida.
Bookings: thoseforeignkids@gmail.com
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