i wear a rabbit suit in public/ i like to get my wick trimmed/ silly, kinda slick though/ hard to find my own faults/ wont refuse a taco....

oversized lollipops in black plastic wrappers/the actual content a sour contention/between the courts and the classes/of shopkeepers and owners/ one free spot left in town/ to abide...(what the fuck does that say?)to abide tenanting of a carraige…

the first song off our new album. its caled song 11. basically a keyboard and drum solo with a locomotive horn recorded from my bedroom.

i was in your dreams last night/ and this is how we now fight. (this song features a CNC milling machine)

im just a nudist with no park/ just feel my way round in the dark/hiding under smiles/is a world dangerous with anger/discomforts when felt youd like to disengageyer/responsibility to a mindful existence/ know i cant have just one....

i need a bag of carrots/ gotta have a crunchy snack/ wanna get some celery/ think ill rob a produce market/ get some beets broccolli and lettuce leaf/ when it comes around throw potatoes in the donation baskets

tonight was a lubricated marathon/ four hours long and three with my tongue/ but like a flock a seagulls i ran/ your singing so far away like dire straits/ now tell me please/ how do i get you off my face?

so lofigh im scammin vistaprint/ to spread my message an pay my rent/ my laptop battery is just a keyboard stand/ dead weight for me to carry as a level this band....

well its a dirty pile o snow meltin into the ground/ just a dirty pile o snow meltin inna tha ground/ and theres a rusty pole sticking outta the dirt/ rusty pole stickin outta tha dirt/ and the mighty snowplow pushin it around/ yeah the mighty…

i've had one of these with myself against the retail world before. it was surprisingly one of the most satisfying experiences of my life. wetting in public.