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678 Invokation
02:35
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Young, Stoned, & infatuated...
oh to be so naive again
before everything became riddled with the bitter truth.
Before the purity and honor of love could be shown to last
only as long as the expiration date on ones current employment.
To frolic in the world without
worry or understanding of karmic justice.
To be young where your mind and body
both function within the same energy realm
and not one trying to keep up with the others
fantasies and nostalgic whims.
The infatuation doesn't go away
they are still just as lovely
and glowing with sexy warmth...
you want them...to touch them.. to fuck them..
but you get better at hiding your desire
and even more so at giving in to it.
The truth cannot be seen.
you have reached an age of veils
laced with the knowledge of time
and experiences that come with them.
Now, so much must be contemplated
before trying the smallest thing
Then, action was god.
Worry is the age virus..
it gets us all.
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Deamon's Tube
05:12
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Sacramento Sweetheart
03:41
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Sacramento Sweetheart
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shes the girl I met in midtown
at a party on 10th Street
who captured my attention
each time that we would meet
she's my Sacramento Sweetheart
my one true love in sactown
no one can ever compare
to the girl i met in midtown
we have been friends for years
we've been lovers and in tears
trust built on time and love
love etched in trust and time
we have been more than friends
even we cannot say that it ends
she hurt my soul, but i learned
regained control, but still I yearned
for another bowl, might again get burned
but i would take that toll, to be there, returned..
shes the girl I met in midtown
at a party on 10th Street
who captured my attention
each time that we would meet
she's my Sacramento Sweetheart
my one true love in sactown
no one can ever compare
to the girl i met in midtown
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21st Century Punk rock - pt 1
punk kid
at least that's what he thinks
that's what he calls himself
when he goes out to drink
hasn't been a kid now
for at least 20 long years
cant remember when it was
when he started downing beers.
Tries to live in memory lane
by listening to the Gears
but still has to be in the bar
with all his ancient peers.
Punk rock has become a cartoon of itself
always changing the background, but never changing the characters
Punk rock does not stand for anything any more, not that it stood for much..but now punk rock has become the den of conformity
punk rock has become a generic bland term
like hot dogs, or baseball, or apple pie
punk rock likes to think its important now
even though when it was important no one thought about it
punk rock somehow became product culture
Ramones t-shirts and Misfits tattoos
under jackets with spikes and pins, & patches
of course going for that true DIY classic look
punk rock became the machine
punk rock used to be about Mom's wanting to ban the Dead Kennedys
now Mom's take their kids to the Mall to buy them Dead Kennedys shirts
punk rock used to hide from main street
now main street is more punk rock than you
Can you afford to be punk rock and walk down main street.
Oh, then you are not REALLY punk rock .. are you??
punk rock is the musical lie that keeps on giving..
punk rock will no longer change lives.
punk rock is as safe as disco and hair metal.
punk rock is acceptable and a great way to make a living.
punk rock has died and no one seems to have noticed.
move on to something new..
buy a jazz album and let it change your life..
buy a NOISE cassette and REALLY change your perspective..
but punk rock in the 21st Century..
is for jocks and little girls now..
might as well join a fraternity.
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Have you?
Have you ever smoked a bowl?
Have you ever lost control?
Have you ever toked a pipe,
when the cherry was red and ripe?
Have you ever tasted herb,
and had your thoughts turn into blurbs?
Have you ever had a hit,
and said, “Man, that's good shit!”?
Have you ever held a bong,
and been entranced by its song,
and mesmerized by the climbing smoke,
that you took to be your toke?
Have you ever gotten high,
and then just sat back and sigh,
and watch the time go by,
with that redness in your eye?
Have you ever been so stoned,
that you thought your head was coned,
and then laughed cuz it was not,
and then blamed it on the pot?
Have you ever smelled a bud
that was sticky like fresh mud
but with a smell so sweet and kind
that you couldn't wait to show your mind?
Have you ever smoked a joint
while listening to a point
that sounded so crystal clear
but somehow you didn't hear?
Have you ever been in need
of finding tasty weed
but not possessing enough cash
to acquire that happy stash?
If you have, you're not alone.
You belong in the Temple of the Stoned.
Where we worship day and night,
getting high and feeling right.
Telling stories with our friends,
the next doing it again.
The High Priests have the kindest kind.
(the best that you can find)
It's the most serene meditation for your soul...
Have you ever smoked a bowl?
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I wanna make out with you
under a full moon
the cool night air in your hair
our faces binding in liplock
our embrace tighter than ziplock
passionately we swoon.
I wanna make out with you
in the pouring rain
the hard tears of the gods
washing over our bodies
drenching our clothes
while we suck the life
out of each others tongues
and our vision blurs
in sparkled wonder
I wanna make out with you
on a hot summers day
the sweat getting in the way
and adding that sweet taste of salt
to the way you normally taste
when we are kissing this way
spicing your lips like a margarita
that I cannot wait to lick dry
I wanna make out with you
on an autumn evening
the sky all orange and pink
and the ground covered
in faded brown and yellow leaves
that fall softly from the trees
and tangle in our hair
while we don't even notice..
I wanna make out with you
on a cold December morning
the chill in the air
makes our hungry breath
disappear into steam as we appear
to be so hot we are smoking..
I want to make out with you
feel your lips press mine
so seductively divine
our tongues intertwine
is more sweet than wine
and you are so fine
as upon you I dine..
I want to make out with you
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Thee Little Turtle
05:04
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Instagon Miami, Arizona
Instagon was conjured in 1993 and has been continually transforming since that time. Never the same ensemble on stage.. performing regularly with Lob at the helm.. the ritual continues & the music just evolves... Over 700 sessions.. & nearly as many different players, Instagon continues to combine musical notions & chaos theory into something that has become the most unique band project ever. ... more
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