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Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
25 jun 04
Voto:
As the congregation grows
The lung of solitude deflates
To my ears the greatest sin
Feel a bit like Beethoven

Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst
Exiled to the inner voice, difference is...
He had no choice

We can't seem to find the air
To get our message through your heads
Poor respiration is sure
To keep clear communication obscure

As if I should care
As if you are listening out there

The louder you speak the more I can hear
The less I can understand
Pound on it, pound it in
To my ears the greatest sin
Feel a bit like Beethoven

Paint my lungs so silently
The darkest color of your noise
A crowd will contradict its own
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
25 jun 04
Voto:
All behold the spectacle
A fleshy limbless rectangle
Sitting on a pedestal
So nasal handicapable

Sniff and remember silver ball
Contortions that he can't recall
The torso on a trampoline
The happiness melts into dream

To talk is an enunciated sneeze
To taste is some foul air to breathe

One thought it lasts a day and at that rate he'll most likely live forever!
He's a bird in flight, a hermaphrodite
And he fucks himself as he fucks the world

His twitching brain can dance within
Gyrating more like gelatin
A secret means of ecstasy
Acute and very olfactory

To see is colors crawling in the nose
To hear is stinking highs and lows

He's got an itch but nothing with which to scratch the itch - so wish it away

With his mouth sewn shut, he still shakes his butt
Cuz he's Hitler & Swayze & Trump & Travolta

Smell, Sweat, Movement.
Everyone's dancing.
Disco.
Dimple.
Fading. Darker.
A subtle fragrance.
Faint.
Everyone's dancing without him.
Where did it go?
Dark.
Odorless.
Nothing.
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
25 jun 04
Voto:
Rotting from the inside
Over-incubated by the heat of fear and love
The self's coagulated

Egg...

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Boiling hard in euphemism
Slowly becoming part of the water
Like a frog who never knows
The jacuzzi's getting hotter

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

How'd you know I was looking at you
If you weren't looking at me?

A stagnant pale perfume
Conceived to block the pores
The clotting glands encroach
The endless comfort of a mom
Deep inside my tanning salon
Wishing life was poached

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

I can't seem to differentiate
Between the yellow love you give and the white sex I take
I just want to fertilize you

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

The cracks finally appear
Release cholesterol tears
The flooded cyst drains itself of pus
The lonely stomach chills unless it's drunk
So as she drives she'll close her eyes
Feel it warming up inside

edisni eht morf gnittoR
evol dna raef fo taeh eht yb detabucni-revO
detalugaoc s'fles ehT

Egg...

Oh an egg comes out of a chicken
Oh a chicken comes out of an egg

There's no place like home...
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
25 jun 04
Voto:
Impotence
Boomerang
I'll stab you

Clumps of hair
In the sink
Who's hiding
Things from me?

You knew all along, goddammit
But you wouldn't tell me
Well, look at you now

IT'S NOT FUNNY, MY ASS IS ON FIRE!
Paraplegic, inhuman liar

Carve a smile
On your face
Everything's great
Suffocate

It's beyond my control...I'm coming!

Boo
Redundant
Boring
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
25 jun 04
Voto:
I'm sorry, I can't assist with that.
Almamegretta Animamigrante
Almamegretta Animamigrante
25 jun 04
Voto:
(But Lingo is more beautiful)
Almamegretta Animamigrante
Almamegretta Animamigrante
25 jun 04
Voto:
Black hair? Sons of Hannibal. Dark skin? Sons of Hannibal.
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle Mr. Bungle
25 jun 04
Voto:
No Turk, ENOUGH MACHINES!! (but you're right, all the editing went to hell)
Steve Vai Passion & Warfare
Steve Vai Passion & Warfare
25 jun 04
Voto:
Have M.Priv Nick review it, come on, Lemmy is a black belt metallurgist, Nono Dan (at least), he deserves a Primavera review. And then there's Steve Vai, not exactly milk and cookies.
Beastie Boys To The 5 Boroughs
Beastie Boys To The 5 Boroughs
24 jun 04
Voto:
Yes, it's true, I didn't check the date. But with side projects, you never know; it might end up like Tapeworm, which officially "dissolved" without releasing anything (aside from that track under the name APC that I can't remember) or like Mad Season, which is going back into the studio after 10 years and with 2 more R.I.P.s in the booklet, what a cruel world. (Everything's sung by Lanegan, but I don't know who will take Baker Saunders' place, though there was (or is) little to no bass in Mad Season.)
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