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Captain Gregs​,​Wrapped in Legs

by Biscuit Mouth

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1.
Lonnie Shawl 02:19
Me and chaperone we hit the dance halls with vigour Saying make mine a good one, a real ripper Take your time on it a hum dinger Me I’m lit up like a neon cat A colour of fine phosphorescence And Lonnie is an officer of the very worst character He chewed light like a moth And came with a click clack click too far off Amber with a dancer’s wardrobe blowing smoke rings through his hippest bone Turning green salad bowl He ices those cats whole With shimmering flicker of his hippest bone Make mine a tight one but limp one Make it crawl through my senses Make me click Make mine your one A melody to a strung out tone A natural wit Make me click Waiting for the man topic turns to the man himself Had 27 more and fared well on the shelf as I recall He dusted those cats whole
2.
Hey Pinko 03:20
Hey Pinko Teeth in my bones Give me hormones and marrow So it goes Give me an armrod Give me a golden palm And make it a good one Make me hard as a table Skin carved from maple Make me gush form Make me able Give me an armrod Give me a hairless tongue And make it a loose one And then the lights went out
3.
3 00:50
I saw blue bird crimpt in copper’s river Saw copper roar in burdened sky Its a synch you got gumption kid Secret of the sigh Saw the south pawed wit leaking out, forge rivers Ectoplasm off the scale We take helm and make sail The kid had gumption kiddo Tickled pink paper pink Where the water coughs and simmers I’m reminded of your folds in Winter
4.
We used to rubberneck we used to ankle rub She danced around in my cagoule At the swimming pool in the back room We’d meet each other after school And leave together afterwards Now my place is piled high with antique ties And so I can’t see nothing finer Than a tracksuit of Hawaiian fibre So I corner you like a dentist And you roll around in my saliva Like a deep sea diver.
5.
Oh Maria You ache like a tooth or something Your belly folds are like sculpture Oh when she shakes The whole world smiles So get clear My skull bone rests in your breast bone Under your larynx like a socket So don’t get silly kid You’re blowing wind Joints angled in digits Strung in linen So come over here And shake the walls with your ankle bones And shimmy shake till your hip bone breaks Godiva Oh you get plenty done But now you’re shaking all wrong And moving on She’s down with the dregs She’s down with the dead beats She’s waiting dead pan Where the dregs hang Find an outman Hide him out With the dead heads And with the dead ends Find an out man Find an outed man Find an outman Find an outed man Born out of the dirt Born out of the turnpike Born out of the turpentine Bored out of your mind Wait the length of summer there
6.
Luau 06:39
Come here to cuss it all T shirt stained with jellyroll With bulging arms and a drunken calm You curse it out Luau Luau Run with the dead man just for fun You shake his hand you shake his tongue Pays you off dries you off Shake you down Luau Luau Shook down Rode off Packed in Sit down Load off Take down Sewn up Shook up Night stand A charge Onto Not at all Shows up here to bust it up To clean house and to clean up Run them down make the mob a crowd Take him down Luau Luau He licks the soup stains from your blouse And spits them out onto the ground ‘Let’s take a ride’ you react in kind You pay no mind Luau Luau
7.
Mr Minto 02:18
Mr Minto You’ve been clothed by those With tailors worse than yours King of the sewn Mr Minto Your size is twice mine and your ready to go And all in all I’m so and so There aint no tailors who can work it on your sewn Just leave it alone Mr Minto There ain't no tailors who can work it on you Minto Minto Minto
8.
Take your head out of the dirt Lift your head above your skirt Back pain is hateful at its worst Fight the knots until it works Bella Nola cut to the chase Falling down starts below the waist Come up here and take a taste You made this your space No one can say you're innocent And the end of all is on and on and on You’re borderline the colour of Rome Has been raining on and on and on and on With your dough face and all turn on your charm Wear the face paint of my unborn Lie like a French maid who’s been trampled on and on and on That’s more than enough incentive To kill the king Water enough to quench it But she’s more than a creeping thing

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released April 3, 2013

Tim - Drums and voice
Sean - Buitar


Recorded @ Dubrek Studios by Justin 'J-Dog' Dean.
www.facebook.com/dubrek

Mastered @ Snug Recording Co by Robbie Newman
www.snugrecording.com

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