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Everything Out of Tune

by The Oxford Coma

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1.
Rattle me so Rid em and go Disguising enemy a Wraith so pastured Dons a riddle-me-site A row Glass bones smash box Inchworm cord aux Pastor cock sox So much was promised So much was promised to me Pass Sycophant way Count prizes One of these old souls (Sitting in the way) And counting his Teeth Nine thousand Most of them old gold Grinning at his luck I eye eyes (sunken from memory (sitting in the back)) When he went sleep Drilled all of them one at time pulled Now he just pretends Swing high Iodine Swing high cyanide Bullets aren’t cheap Spirit centerfold God just bless the fools Nonesuch Center infinite Cancer killed the rat Cradle infamy, steal some pills to sleep Now you donate to rape-y charity Send us some episodes They think for me Just got a little distracted at Grabbing moneyman That soul is quite a set of legs They summon sex and the cold Resentment from rejected whites Scoop rifles and kill to fill that hole Pass Sycophant way Count prizes One of these old souls (Sitting in the way) And counting his Teeth Nine thousand Most of them old gold Grinning at his luck I eye eyes (sunken from memory (sitting in the back)) When he went sleep Drilled all of them one at time pulled Now he just pretends more C’mon jaw c’mon jaw you’re almost there
2.
Someone is a patriot Someone is afraid of a ghost Someone dresses up as one Someone watch it go up in smoke Sum of all just minus one Sum of rational little jokes God would have abandoned us If it weren’t the punchline he wrote Just keep defending There’s none for you, there’s none for you Satisfy only one here There’s none for you, none for you, none for you, none for you Repeat what I tell you Chant til the numb sinks in Desperation fading from your eyes It’s been such a privilege to keep a silent witness And watch your hands reach bitter compromise You don’t belong here That much we both agree But I’ve built your temple So down on your knees Keep descending There’s none for you, there’s none for you Satisfy only one here Pleasure’s mine Same time again, here? Keep defending There’s none for you, there’s none for you Satisfy only one here There’s none for you, there’s none for you, there’s none for you, there’s none for you
3.
Same thing I was thinking Over and over Ask our turn you say No place in the water Safer in sinking Whispering Let’s make some money, mmhmm Let’s have some violence, mmhmm Let’s take him out back and put him through the floor We’ll stomp out dissent before it kills us all Totally awe inspired Should make for quite an interesting year They made him dance then killed in front of his family And then they tossed his dignity tattered to his friends There are many questions that can be answered with violence Think this is one of them Let’s make that money hand over fist fell All hear me I need it all I need it all now I am the warning And yes the rest will want in Your gracious new leader pisses It trickles down My man’s forming right Better that anything wholesome dies I swear I seen fortune rise It's gonna rain, o lord Make that money Hand over fist I have now seen it come to rise Now we have everything Swing through Swing through
4.
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The witness has got me Pinned with the deadeye pairing These cartoons will do now Because they’re not illegal I have an advocate I am an advocate Soon-loving-leaches Not just anyone though She made me touch the one she’d had The little spot where they pull you round at Not to spoil you Just to get through On my machine I watch them fill you and me Around and above me Electrical deceiving Redemption is coming It’s just a matter of forgetting Getting older I still remember She made me touch the one she’d had The little spot where they pull you round at Not to spoil you Just to get through On my machine I watch them film you and me She made me touch the one she’d had The little spot where they pull you round at Not to spoil you Just to get through On my machine I watch them fill you and me
5.
Got new veins to show from all the honor Several thousand years rejected proverbs Spent on waiting Echoed pacing What you say? Ex solus, what will come, silent after us Turn your gods into nests Cop this path Hope your number’s called Now to rise Mine’s today Soon enough I’ll see you anyway Now to rise Mine’s today Number’s up I’ll see you anyway Sympathy fatigue out on the bayou They won’t get what’s mine, what’s yours, or his too Time is draining Quiet shaking Well you stay as you like, or walk on son, silent as per us Shoot your gods into necks, sinking stones, cliché aftermaths Young did rise Time’s today Soon enough you’ll get yours anyway Now to rise Mine’s today Number’s up Will be mine any way Watch and stay if you like Don’t be long, violence starts at night Burned all gods but our nests Narrow path Now our number’s called Now to rise Mine’s today Soon enough I’ll be there anyway Now to rise Mine’s today Number’s up I’ll see you anyway
6.
Come and see all the rage Better show couldn’t be expected Networked harder than all those evolved Bitterness takes hold End resents the youth I have just delivered you the goal Take a bow Raise a stage But just for us I can see that red door in your Label gown Just one more sordid out Of all the wailing And the drone intentions Ever-gaping red door in your head Stolen magic Hard work pageants With non-combatants One nerve exposed I suppose you don’t know Where To Go When Old Age Creeps In Take a bow Raise a stage But just for us I can see that red door in your Label gown Just one more sordid out Of all the wailing And the drone intentions Ever-gaping red door in your head
7.
End up in here Conditioned, babied and sorted here Going there again to offer apologies Consider prayer Steal our tide and say the sea fares better Withstand all that constant pleasure Go there again and ask it whether You rolled on all us when asked why Guess I can’t speak for the dead He’s somewhere around here Fly by windows looking white Got there just in time to watch it torn apart Maze has turned, I’m coming home Down this god damn road alone
8.
Listening and Under the assumption that I can hear you Closed in the door What I built between us Was my pride and joy But it was between us Why are you here? Give me a color and add around me Install everlasting doubt In me alone I’ll be as one If I feel at all I feel so lost Why? We’re wrong Not wrong You’re bending Nodded so many times Author failure quality Why run? Silently and under the assumption That I can hear you Tell me the whole truth So mistaken Took me a while to realize I can feel you Under the door I’ve nodded so many times So many lies Nodded so many times To reveal pink wet soul So… So long go So long go So long go So long Get up, get up you’re not breathing Your eyes, your eyes you are not real Share me, show me, shed me So many times
9.
Pale like them all The thrill of your empire’s dreams Gradually real it would seem Temporary, but a need, so Show me what you got wanna see what you Besides this what are you waiting for? Hypocrites scream in circles That’s why I’m left guessing How I ended up watching TV through an icy screen I noticed what you think I didn’t notice You lecturing from and empire of bodies Fucking basket case, thrown away sayin’ Show me what you got Show me what you got Show me what you got And so I wait Watch your parade Amount to nothing I see your feet standing still Mouth is still moving You see this great aging landscape Burns just like you will And so I’ll wait, seems so long, likely for nothing Show me what you got with that better spot Just cracked open, deciding Touching fingers to the ice under you Merciful inch or two So long boys Show me what you got Show me what you got Gloating your fate, credit the way you came from nothing Ignorant to how little pain you’ve put behind you Burn on great lake, gravity’s wake, pull these inside you Expect I’ll wait, still so long, tempting as nothing Show me what you got Climbing to the top Ascending body on body a time A guardian angel polices Helicopter spot Scramble end your plot Look out upon the expanse that is you Finally arrived alone Guess we’ll see

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Recorded by Steve Albini, features Sacha Dunable on "Trauma (Maybe I'm Forgetting Something)".

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released October 13, 2017

All songs by The Oxford Coma. Additional writing on "Trauma (Maybe I'm Forgetting Something)" and "Smack and Temporary Enlightenment" by Sacha Dunable and Erik Vose respectively.

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Progressive Psychedelic Rock from Phoenix. New album EVERYTHING OUT OF TUNE recorded by Steve Albini, ft. Sacha Dunable of Intronaut out now!

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