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ELEPHANTINE

Show me the men who would quickly
Attend to this archetypal renegade
My face becomes placid, my mouth fills with acid
My temples throb a deeper shade
And when it's all done with, I block out the sun
With the prospect of a night alone
Baby's first communion at my class reunion
A pistol and a megaphone

Oh, but it's hell when they dance upon your head
Lyin' in a bed that you built
Oh, but it's hell when they steam shovel your grave
And heaven always saves up all the guilt

Keep your words economic, don't be a prop comic
We've seen that M.O. go sour
A mobile roadblock, I stared at the sidewalk
And after I ran towards the tower
The birds flew off southbound
The words wrote themselves down
And in that instant of distortion:
A) the hollow in Smallhall;
B) the "156" ball; [and]
C) a climax of elephantine proportion.

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from Teenage Mutant Home Recording, released July 1, 2015

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