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by P.G.Scott

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1.
Boxes 05:07
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Pulled in boxes Hideout from the crews and spews Piled-up boxes Steles rows make it all so stark Pale old boxes Dry dirt or dead whale hue Parked in boxes Everyday from dawn to dark It was already seedy before 2019 Morbidity increases with quarantine [CHORUS] Empty the stores' shelves Of TPs and tissue boxes Release your primal selves And rot in your boxes Pray that creeping death spares you over And forgets the doors of all your boxes Pulled in boxes Stocked between blocks, real life legos Piled-up boxes Filled with the fear of the worldwide bane Pale old boxes Dye the sick's skins and the healthy's egos Parked in boxes We got time to embellish our mortal remains One single virus to shake the whole mankind One lone roamer and the rest is confined [CHORUS] Hear the funeral bell Echo between the boxes Hide in your concrete shell And perish in your boxes Pray that creeping death spares you over And forgets the doors of all your boxes All this time that we will spend Chatting with the flies They'll reassure and befriend We better socialize Be aware they will attend With hunger in their eyes Until our useless life will end The best thing we could ever realize [CHORUS] Try not to get crazy Going round in your boxes Wait for it patiently Lay down in your boxes Pray that creeping death takes you over And knocks at the doors of all your boxes
2.
Pull The Trigger 04:26
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Don't look for me When you'll get that letter Don't try and look for me When I'll get my barrel gun For I'll be facing you, honey And for once, I'll make everything better When you first looked at me You trapped me forever Remember when you first looked at me Landing your eyes on your prisonner It will be a jailbreak, honey When I'll pull the trigger You should have looked after me A big old whining teenager Who else could've looked after me You substitute mother You'll lose a baby, honey And for once, you won't be calling me a liar Don't look for me When you'll get that letter In a minute you will face me Pointing my temple with my barrel gun It will really be over, honey It will all be over When I'll pull the trigger
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Cadillac Ranch [instrumental] 02:22
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M.A.G.A. (Make A Ghost Appear) 04:21
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When uncertainty blocks The bright tomorrows' view, That's when you chose to walk On the tombstone-paved avenue. When hooded ghosts whisper to you, hogs, That's when you all walk hand in hand. And despite the sage-dyed fog You trust the specter's klan [CHORUS] You asked for security You wallowed into fear You invoked a past glory And made a ghost appear You all gurgle and hound apace Carcasses for your platters A national hunters' race For all the races hunters Call the mold nibbling Phantoms for resurgence And strange fruits will be hanging Again, in a slow funeral dance [CHORUS] You were all offered snake oil You all swallowed and adhered And from the blood-watered soil You made a ghost appear You can try to flee the lynch-mobs From the new "übermensch" But don't you dare to grin or sob When you will smell the stench It's too late to light your incense When you've ignited their pyre Saying sorry in pretence Won't save you from the fire [CHORUS] You've sealed your miserable fates Burning crosses will get you speared For when you trade good-sense with hate You make a ghost appear
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Boxes II : The Dawn Of Rott-O'-Magguts 05:50
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The silent droplets can now dip In the stagnant water within the weir Of the squalid squads' footsteps Some cuthroat there, some riot here The swaddling mist can now tuck The distant echoing clinks and cheers And dive the dives into rot and muck And plunge the boxed ones into fear Oh, what a perfect time to strut For the mighty sire Magguts [CHORUS] Pulled back inside Piled up and tied Pale old weaks died Parked on the side And there he marches while you hide Inside your boxes where you bide (All your boxes) The latent dread will now enwrap The fools entrenched in their concrete burrows And leave them all solidely trapped Into their chest-mangling sorrows Hear now the drizzling hail frizzle On the pokerman prowling near Let him give a morose whistle And plunge the boxed ones into fear Oh, it's such a delightful time For the rotten pantomime [CHORUS] Pulled back inside Piled up and tied Pale old weaks died Parked on the side And there he marches while you hide Inside your boxes where you bide (All your boxes) You all traded your walls for planks Since, with the highest disdain You decided to swag and swank In the face of the global bane And as each family tree rots Under corona-fungus's swell The grimy, wandering Rott-O'-Magguts Will have another dark tale to tell [CHORUS] Pulled back inside again In your miserable piled-up boxes Pale old diseased domain With its subjects parked in boxes Hail the king of tales, he'll come over And knock at the doors of all your boxes
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Oasis 07:31
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I, at last, glimpse the oasis Water sparkling under the breeze And softly calling me, the thirsty wanderer No delusion, no heat hypnosis No more licking the rare dew Adorned, precious perls, on the amber boulders Gently bending, caressing my dried-up lips On the quivering water, on the desert's snip Delicate dance of my eager tongue Oh, what a sweet longed-for delight Water sprinkling on my face, unsung, Narrowed eyes wouldn't see me under the moonlight The dunes tremble, the wind mumbles Over the oasis, my heart crumbles Lurching on the top of the palm tree I suddenly see its juicy fruit Catching my greedy eyes, obsessing me Knocking my hunger for succulent loot And here I climb up No one can make me stop Desert gently offering me its most delicate nectar to sup Kissed by the wind, it confesses I have now acquired the secret knowledge Sliding back down to the pond I now caress, Searching, my phalanxes graze the depths edges Yearning for the one precious deeply engulfed treasure Ooh, with fingertips do I finally reach the sacred jewel Underground, the magma suddenly heats the frantic desert Roaring and moaning melodiously for my very own soul Lords of the world envy my riches I, only, am gifted the desert's treasure Protected in my skull, this voice, so cherished, Singing its aria, echoed forever The dunes tremble, the wind mumbles Over the warm oasis, my heart crumbles Oasis hidden between the dunes Ruler of my heart Glimmering in the night Allow me your lovely tune Sing your precious art Moan under the moonlight
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The Ballad Of A Human 04:23
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I wake up on the shards of porcelain trust I unconsciously destroyed day by day Only then do I learn, in guilt and disgust : Only friends do we betray And all the pieces shatter my mind, Settle panic and disarray I'm stunned, petrified, left there, blind Once again, I killed the day [CHORUS] And the world keeps turning A little too fast And humans keep turning Crazy to the last I'm sitting here, realising How human I can be Another day between me and me You woke up for years after many bad dreams Fighting for breathing, finally you thrive Until another close friend reproduced the scheme Another monster arrived Well-hidden behind my kindness and my smile Basking in your family, I only revived The pain and the blood, the sickness and the bile While you're just trying to survive [CHORUS] And the world keeps turning A little too fast And humans keep turning Crazy to the last I'm sitting here, realising How human I can be And how much grew the monster in me And the world keeps burning A little too fast And humans keep turning Monstrous to the last I'm sitting here, realising How human I can be Another day between me and me Will you forgive me? Will I forgive myself? Can I be trustworthy? Be sure I'll try my best

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released July 23, 2020

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