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Toke Signals

by The Green Lung Grinders

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1.
Yeast Beast 03:11
My teeth squeeze the crimped steel and twist The bottled beast releases a seductive hiss His body liquid, vaporous I draw him in through thirsting lips We are symbiotic I set him free, as he does me He grants my wishes at a cost From the inside, the genie remakes me My mind’s becoming less my own My limbs relaxing; he’s taking over My mouth his to manipulate He whispers mischief in my ear I am not afraid anymore
2.
You’re confident you’ll tame the lion But you’ve misjudged the animal Not feline, but a serpent I’ve watched him swallow whole Your stubborn predecessors Whetting them with silver tongue His moves so captivating... But he just needs to feed again
3.
Build your billion-dollar fence You’re only sealing in the stench I understand that We love what we have Don’t let would-be thieves See the glow of our big-screen TVs Guts inside glutted with deep-fried pride Ignore the stones our own hands cast From our impenetrable fortress of glass Drive a child to suicide because he’s gay And that’s OK ‘Cause culling sinners is the Savior’s Way (Killing!) In Jesus’ name we pray Oh, we’re overpopulated anyway Personal violation For your own protection Micromanage human freedoms Spit in the face of natural law Hubris denied, personified Well, are you fucking proud? Run… Nowhere to hide Commissioned genocide God hates us all
4.
Vampirically drain her innards Cast aside Amassing flies One in hand, two more in the bush The more you decompose, the more life has been drawn to you I feed on the blood from your rotten cock (You’re rotten, you’re rotting, oh my god…)
5.
Organ Donair 01:57
I feel so estranged from the world in which I was young To whose farthest edges with books of my sketches I clung Lit on a fallen log, a black-clad blot between the earth and the sky Black pens my ink-blood, scrawling as I fucking bawled out my eyes Every mini triviality Diaried as far as the eye can see Souls poured out in portions of one-forty Don’t be an open book on Facebook, just go open a book Don’t string your guts up on the Internet for any creeper to look On the world wide web we think we’re sharing, but we’re only snared in it It’s fictitious bullshit, but damn it, do it make it sound great Drastic demands of... Miss the reverence Tired of lies Misdirection Artifice No protection Will suffice Mass abandon Smart advice Holy fuck, I’m getting pretty weary of you asking me The fuck are you screaming? The fuck are you trying to say? What does it matter? It’s not like we’re gonna get paid I’m getting a donair as soon as I get off this stage
6.
There’s got to be something better Some way to loosen my chest Some weight to lift off my shoulders Fuck no, we’ll sink like the rest Our unspoken uncertainty is The elephant in the room Can’t miss the onrushing icebergs Prophesizing ultimate doom United we’ve all been in perpetual deceit And all I ask all is don’t act surprised You all saw me fall in ’cause I trusted you to Lay eyes on my indiscretion complete It’s counterintuitive when the best you can do is Turn away and blind your eyes Be cruel to be kind Concurrent conquerings Leave me smug and suffocating Close up that fantasy Ain’t all it’s cracked up to be And repeat Dope and opium Harlots and charlatans
7.
Pope Smear 04:23
Gave His only son for you To keep us under your thumb Damn all equally Except the unborn and young boys Kneel, child Accept His flesh Swallow His holy water Let it bathe your face You took a vow of abstinence But chastity is hard You think this is a loophole? You think this doesn’t count? Justice divine Ascent denied ‘They brought young children to him, that he should touch them… “Suffer the little children to come unto me”‘ (Mark 10:13-14) Kneel, child Accept His flesh Swallow His holy water Feel vile Trauma always fresh Apology just more bullshit scripture Gave my only son to you Oh dear God, what have I done
8.
Carcinogenitalia (free) 04:34
What arose between us This deadly blaze we’re playing with Sprung from our dormant spark Dry leaves and excessive alcohol Fuck! I can’t stay away from you Not even if I wanted to You’re here with me on every stage And every scrap of floor we play Oh, lead us not Into temptation But oh god I crave This sensation I’ve lived a life Of deprivation But this time I lack The strength to abstain God damn it! With age has come no wisdom ‘Cause here I am again Just like when I was younger Wanting my cake and then To hell with the consequences This is my second chance I overpowered you once This time I’ll let you win And now my hands are tied and I don’t know what to do Except secretly write these words to you This time it was I Conducting the experiment You either die Or become the villain you hate You all think I’m so honest — then how come I Can never make eye contact? I fucking lie Just to pass the time I wonder if I’m A sociopath has often crossed my mind And now you’ve joined the ranks who look at me With simpering, adoring puppy eyes And all I see is another helpless fly Tangled in my legs I will destroy
9.
And up rises the serpent A bloodhound on a breaking spine His sly forked-tongued coercion A cocaine blanket numbing your mind How can I ever trust again in one When its ilk have left my life in ruin? An uprising deserted Nationwide necrotic apathy All of our third eyes diverted To mythical creatures on minuscule screens But is ignorance fucking bliss, really? Or is education worth mortality? Now riddle me this: how dare we? We face our loving mother As we wind round her throat Our damned umbilical pipelines The salty tears she cries arise and terrorize our coastlines From her mouth black oil spills The mouths she fed come home to kill Cream of the crop nationalistic rot Capitalistic megalomaniacs begot
10.
‘What kind,” the child cried, ‘of telescope is that?’ ‘Why, it’s the kind,’ he, laughing, replied, ‘that gets you really high. And doesn’t go in your eye.’ Fountain of sin He charged right in Blood red wetted ‘I’ll do you in. How do you win?’ You don’t get it. In the endless sky, there’s no force, no direction, no ‘highest’ All is only a canvas of darkness No evil say No evil see No evil here Beneath the ether
11.
Dramatization Nameless nubile auditionees Subconsciously self-loathing Vie for your love down on their knees I’ve made a profession Of being wounded by your ways In spite of all this time You haven’t aimed your dagger at me But the name of the game you play hasn’t changed Just the one of the cunt you hunt You crush me with your desperation You rush to show me what you haven’t yet won Your starving jackals with your rending teeth Divest, digest all that’s left of me In a prophecy We implode spectacularly Out of necessity But you don’t understand me Caveat: Not a lot to turn to Merveilleux! Now it’s in sight Synchronous Cattle to the slaughter Sins on us All the sons in all their daughters All their tongues and all their psalms Upsetting metaphors Needles of ruthless truth We both went overboard Fashioned a raft not built for two And now you’ve run ashore Jettisoned your cement shoes Won’t hear me screaming anymore I just brought out the worst in you Your wet-lashed eyes grow crystalline Your acid tongue erodes my spine I lose my grip on all my lines Your fingertips unfurl from mine Relaxed, peaceful Relapse, remorse Aghast, why now? I guess I know
12.
To rule: it once meant Deploying all the king’s men Expense be damned To rebuild a fallen citizen How can that man then stand And say he’s flawless and has always been How dare he stand there and swear He’s never needed repair The wall is started to divide and elevate And always guarded by those it incarcerates To look down harder To get his nose higher in the air He climbs atop the wall... The earth surges Superglue is superfluous

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released March 11, 2017

Vocals: Em Bending Rodríguez
Guitars: PJ Jacques, Tom Purvis
Bass: Jordan Kelly
Drums: Shaun Monteith

Recording/Mixing by Bill Glencross & Ian Noble at R.A. Studios
Art by Tom Purvis

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