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A Thinking Animal

by NARCS

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1.
Drains 03:33
DRAINS I’ll stay as I am and force a smile Follow me to the moors on your own A coat to keep you cold, dressed in your brothers clothes Your man on a pedestal, smothered in compliments My past, your future in tense I am not myself, I feel none too well, but never mind I do my best work behind a blind eye So stay as you are and force a smile I’ll race you to the door and i’ll win Take the brick off the brake and suck in the air That bleeds from me, claret drains in a war Dearest dear, this won’t hurt us at all Skipping alongside what I thought was racing by Holding on by your side Lay me down with a tie and a toll Lay me low you lascivious drone Lay me down with a tie and a toll Pile it up, pile it up If I paint him I paint you, just another iron on prick in a suit It’s the regimented hair and the pages you fill I’d give you all the same fucking pill The air, it bleeds from me, claret drains in a war Dearest dear, this won’t hurt us at all Skipping alongside what I thought was racing by Holding on by your side
2.
Pig 03:38
3.
RAUS! 04:57
RAUS! Three words pawning the best of me Culture creeps outside and we know Stall wart, peer from beneath the shade Take your place up there with the rodants It’s how it starts Three birds torn from the nest with me But I did not speak out Gang names pay for another train Take your place outside in the cold So who are you trying to kid? Different name, same blood on the page Well? Who are you trying to kid? I see a space Come and get it Come and get it Raus! Raus! I’d love to wear your make up for a day, Then I might see This could be what ought to be, but fortified incestry makes it hard. Three words pawning the best of me Culture creeps outside and we know David, this blind swarm you think you’ve seen They look strangely human to me So who are you trying to kid? Different name, same blood. So who are you trying to kid? Parliament closes, out file the clowns Raus! Raus!
4.
BULLINGDON BOYS Who are you? Captain neck beard and his logical bellend friends The bullingdon boys burning notes in front of the homeless Look it up The cunts from the mail and other tabloid hacks Misogynists I’d like to set on fire Deniers of holocausts present and past That’s neither here, nor there Carry on Who are you? These are your glorious leaders Their sons are your glorious leaders Your whole street means less than a single unborn fucking Boris faced foetus I said “don’t you just hate people sometimes” He said “hate’s a very strong word, but sometimes it’s deserved” That’s neither here, nor there Carry on Blow by blow
5.
Mile Die 03:38
MILE DIE I highly hope you hang a mile Breath I highly hope you hang a mile Still breathing I’d highly like to watch you die Standing red handed in quick sand up to your knees You tore out from your mother a fistful of skeleton keys Add one, add two, you’ll get there Add it to the list of things I don’t require (Strange without the wonder you are) Faces under water, all porcelain and glossed (Strange without the wonder you are) Oh what a surprise, ware brings casualties But not this close to bare white bones It’s far too lose to home for comfort And this is a very comfortable home How foreign do you have to be for this to be ok? (Strange without the wonder you are) What colour do you have to be? Silly question (Strange without the wonder you are) Monday mourners filter in Transparent flags on turkey chins We mustn’t look the other way, but we mustn’t let them in This is my grievance with the grievers Synthetic, sympathetic, so pathetic when you speak I highly hope you hang a mile I highly hope you hang a mile I’d highly like to watch you die I hope they just can’t treat your yellowed skin and darkness fills your eyes And then infection sets in
6.
HEAD BOY SONNET Resting heart rate Low enough Set in every bone Low enough and your hauled off by Both your broken arms Resting heart rate Low enough Set in every bone Low enough to pull at teeth and drain you away Pull the roots purge the plant of pests Leach my sickness nestled in, never the less I grow Both your broken arms I don’t feel sad at all I look forward to meeting you and all your friends I don’t feel sad at all I’ve been implored into meeting you and all of your friends And all the very best The very best schools, and schools, and backgrounds, and cheques, and background checks The sweaty underneath of the head boys neck The trickle down effect The necklace you parade so elegantly, effortly, delicately around said neck The fact that you’re a speck atop a mound of shit about to be blitzed You tried to mould the hole but the end didn’t fit You tried to mould the hole but the end didn’t fit You tried to mould the hole but the end didn’t fit And now the tables have turned, you’re wearing dead mans shoes Perfect fucking fit
7.
What a life There’s comfort in the middle What price? A ticket to the edge You’re so safe in here with us little boy See all these pockets lining pockets they read ‘get out of jail’ This nose turned up like a broken nail This house, so grandly shrouded in fog Money is the mother Empathy the dog Everyday I pray for civil war For that moment I can nail your fucking head to the floor Is it clear now the air is thinning? Is it clear that this is just the beginning of all these pockets lining pockets they read ‘get out of jail’? The gargoyle leers through the virgin veil This house, so grandly shrouded in fog Money is the mother Empathy the dog Our blessings arrive in hiding Hide so well so low to ground Nothing left to be decided Til you’re too dead, til you’re too dead Everyday I pray for civil war For that moment I can nail your fucking head to the floor This house, so grandly shrouded in fog Money is the mother
8.
Soak 03:29
9.
Swinehound 02:49
Pants down swine hound You don’t speak for me Pants down swim hound Hired company Pants down swine hound You don’t speak for me Known by all You don’t speak for me You don’t speak for me You don’t Owned by doubt Known by all
10.
TOLD YOU I WAS ILL I’m fine, thanks for asking No thief, no night They came in together They’ll go out the same way I’m fine, thanks for asking No thief, no night Just in case my plane goes missing Counting down I’m 15 minutes in Hope round here Coiling a rope round here
11.
Pilot Light 06:58
PILOT LIGHT Pilot light, kill the power Seal up the door on our darkest hour Pilot light, kill the power Seal up the door on our darkest hour Take me higher Numb me Your pilot light stopped running The slow decent turned into noise 10 minutes worded than fate Why so slow? Why so low? So pick a date and hope for the best For the willing and the wicked there is no rest So come my child and fight for the cause Your Jesus is coming, cue rapturous applause A whole life’s worth is the cost to be saved Harold Camping sleeps like a log in a solid gold grave It’s the day after doomsday and all is said and done I hope it’s all worth it I hope you’re having fun

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released July 8, 2016

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