slither out of the butcher bars
of slobber and clenching fists
sputter through the sewers of commerce
where we can vomit and piss
there’s grand gestures and high fives and slurs
as the faces contort under the eyelit strobe
laughter rings out like acid on the ears
and all the blood and guts are exposed
bear witness to the accident
all the failures and our good intents
the scum and the sludge
and the ever breathing mud of this slow demise
and the core kids they’re all getting high on
kitten screams and dirty hair
froth in the mouth for the sex and fools good
of falsified despair
the baby boomer ex hippies and their overprivileged spawn
have rallied for complaints
too afraid to use bullets or fire
on the sidelines armed with cheap cords and paint
bear witness to the accident
all the failures and our good intents
the scum and the sludge
and the ever breathing mud of this slow demise
i was hungover in a massachusetts diner
where pillers of status took their vow
some ape sitting next to me
with soup in his beard was yelling
‘look at all those fuckers now’
maybe there is no progress only
the promise of our impending doom
so the last of hope wilts
and we’re all numb to the bone
we can sing together
“it will all be over soon”
bear witness to the accident
all the failures and our good intents
the scum and the sludge
and the ever breathing mud of this slow demise
play your part in the experiment
meaningless are all our sentiments
the scum and the sludge
and the ever breathing mud of this slow demise
sorry – no accompanying youtube video. this album is really really good, though, and you should check it out. Hanalei – parts and accessories.
