Category Archives: Song Lyrics

Welcome to the flatlands
We got time sprees and mind spans
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

We got scrapes and bones
To feed all your homes
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

Sawtooth waves running digital lathes
Planning obsolescent high market shades

Welcome to the flatlands
We got time sprees and mind spans
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

We got scrapes and bones
To feed all your homes
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

Welcome to the flatlands
We got shapes with no hands
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

We got scrapes and bones
That cost lots of krones
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

Give lots of credit when credits on reddit (credits on reddit)
A circle in a square and dad doesn’t get it (dad doesn’t get it)

Welcome to the flatlands
We got time sprees and mind spans
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

We got scrapes and bones
To feed all your homes
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

Welcome to the flatlands
Our maps are our lands
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

We got scrapes and bones
You reside in plones
Welcome to the flatlands
Oh yeah

Keep it to X and Y oh why?
Keep it to X and Y oh why?
Keep it to X and Y oh why?
Keep it to X and Y oh why?
We all need the big Z.

Clear vinyl and over sleeping
The humid suns a creeping
And my nose keep’s a weeping
On a bold summer day

Of plenty of nothing to do
Cept row a boat with the blue
With the water so vacant new
Underneath the tree

Growing in the backyard mile
Pick a pear and busk a while
My stressed bone’s on trial
Marry me come March

Saints with of haloed heads
Doctor gave me meds
And on me noone treads
Because I am full of steam

Sierra October Sierra Rescue Me
Sierra October Sierra Rescue Me

Loco pops and lemon moms
And your smile with all your charms
We could start a million farms
If we only had the seeds

Of change, he kept after me
Want to help but he’s in need
I have berries and he wants mead
Lets just walk the other way

We’ll go to the tomato patch
With a candle and a match
My green eyes youll catch
You always read me

Some old time recipes
Over booked due fees
I do have IPA sprees
When I am full of steam

Sierra October Sierra Rescue Me
Sierra October Sierra Rescue Me
Sierra October Sierra Rescue Me
Sierra October Sierra Rescue Me

kids with pig tails
rotten banana peel
golden astrals
and silver veins to steal
there’s a mountain
with caffeinated yield
rail a spike into
the questioned feathered shield

the zombie has to eat
stale meals without salt
for its with grave danger
if it had a taste

stands with feet of clay
and no memories
if it tried some salt
it’d disappear post haste

in the wind were
heard the sea and a bell
left in limbo
the unfair ring of hell
poisoned the fields
an unseen, noted well
dance into storm
rile up a tarentela

the zombie has to eat
stale meals without salt
for its with grave danger
if it had a taste

stands with feet of clay
and no memories
if it tried some salt
it’d disappear post haste

mamasita row that boat
row that boat take them home

I auctioned off my four tires
So I could aft ford new fires
An infantine mind inspires me

I went down to Durham station
Debated re: patrIation
How best record this creation tree?

Soon I heard that the levees broke
Went to Chicago without a coat
I screamed out but you don’t float
You were swallowed by the sea
Married to xylene
On a sinking submarine
We must just come clean
I have to get this outside get this outside of me

I walked and talked and talked a walk
Wandered a bit, eyed a red hawk
I stand, demand that plans are chalk free

Soon I heard that the levees broke
Went to Chicago without a coat
I screamed out but you don’t float
You were swallowed by the sea
Married to xylene
On a sinking submarine
We must just come clean
I have to get this outside get this outside of me

Chewed up the Earth a bill filled goat
His sharp tail is what we’d note
Lets construct an anti-moat
And stave off the rising sea
Divorced from xylene
Vision beyond the mean
We must just come clean
I have to get this outside get this outside
I have to get this outside get this outside of me

Anton recorded this song based on a poem I wrote called “Happy Birthday”.

Enjoy.

Ill give some testimonies
I prayed to count a sheep
Tinted wool and trigonometries
To shave a degree of sleep

I’ll feel some acrimonies
I screamed and munched on teeth
Stained teas and candy cavities
She says there’s a window ‘neath

Too late too thick
Eating spoils quick
It might be sick
I will play another trick.

I’ll make some cacophonies
I broke drums to bring you here
Inner fears and spared tendancies
“Baby let’s just drink a beer”

I’ll say some blasphemies
Please don’t quake I’m sincere
I’ve happened to enchant eulogies
It’s a stone I must shear

Too late too thick
Eating spoils quick
It might be slick
To whip out another lick

Clearly
Dear
I’m peering
At a star so near.

So if the pavement’s made of gold
And if all the cigarettes are rolled
We’ll hit a royal crown
Steal from the lost and found
We’ll go out and see the Youth Untold.

Wearily
Seer
I’m hearing
The stars unclear

So if the moon’s phase is off
And if I start to wheeze and cough
We’ll put money down
Rent a yearly clown
We’ll drink iced lattes with a little froth.

On a bright sun shiny day
In a bright sun shiny May
Like that bright son shiny day.
On a bright sun shiny day
In a bright sun shiny May
Like when I was laid in the hay.

The cats breed the kitties
And the dog breed little puppies
But we, the royal we, we bare dipthong
But we, the royal we, we breed sad, sad songs.

The mice breed the mousies
And the cows breed little calves
But we, the royal we, we bare dipthong
But we, the royal we, we breed sad, sad songs.