Dr. Shane Brown

"evolutioninprogress"

 

OUH BOY ...

Ouh boy, this is not gonna be pretty

 

SLUT

For the time happy, for you, little slut

 

Innocence is rising high, just look around, the facts of life

It seems that we are all forgetting the bestial rites

 

Smiling, cheesing, begging salt, oh thanks, oh yeah

I think it's nice

To give the life is always meaning sexual times

 

But I like her and I hate her

Don't you think that she is fatter

Than the last time that I saw her

What a shame

 

So givin' up and give it back

Do what I say, heart's on the back

Please take my bag

It always seems to be much stronger

 

OUR GAS

Our gas' hurling through the pipes, here's the cavalry

 

I don't want to bother you, my friend

I don't want to hold you

 

Our' gas rushing through the eyes, here's the poetry

 

And we are gonna change a lot and arrest

The waves that are covering lower parts of pants

And we are gonna change a lot and arrest

The little leaks

 

SUBURBS

We're in the suburbs

Movin' round and round again

Movin' all around the game

The replay case

Yes I'll be there

 

We're in the suburbs

I'm not so sure of the name

Not so much proud of the fame

We've put it under

And I'll be there

 

Farniente y Fandango

Fado, hey, hasta luego

All the way to San Diego

Would you be there ?

 

We're in the suburbs

Rollin' on and on again

We're so serious that we plan

To eat a "kinder" (TM)

Would you be there ?

 

MO'STREET

Feel so alone wearing no crown

Well I'm just a shit and that's how you treat me

Drinkin' the booze and that's how I lose you

I want to be in you

 

Too tired to hold on

Fed off being alone

 

No more pictures to hate

Your cold true face's just gone away

Weakness for those who try to fake

I am urgently dead and they say "I am loaded !"

But I am not

You got me blinded

 

I'm getting closer from what you'll soonely

Sting like a bee

Would you stand to be like me

Facing reality as you thought it might be

Sad, not me, adore what you wouldn't agree

 

SIGNALS

Away signals

Come and get it

Over heads

Penetrate in

 

MIT THE SUN

And the things, sure, has been dying

Sugar tied away

And the leaves have been pouring

I'm dumb and cast away

 

All along with no hiding

The laughs behind a race

In the sun we're still roasting

 

And the crash car

Behind has not even reached my ears

The sound of the rays

Has covered it, a shield

It's colder ...

 

And the days, sure, have been dying

Slowly we erase

Pick out what's worth remembering

Rearranging the dance

 

BRIGHT BLACK

And the silence is getting louder

The insects on the floor

Shake their legs higher and higher

Reach my face at every move

 

Tiny pillar

Growing more

Hierarchical

 

From the foot of the carpet here

To the highs of the tarnished ceiling

Still they're comin' from the galleries

From my ears and my ass hole deeply

 

Narrow contacts

Everybody's cheesing

For the photograph

Bright light turns to black

 

This is the glory boulevard

This is what we're attempting

 

Bidding a dime

Selling the time - for passing

Sparing no pains no under'lying causes

Bet on a horse

Throwing the dice - loaded

Giving a kick to idiotic poses

 

Bright black is new

To dead bodies

And every move to carpet here

Silence from foot

Tarnished ceiling

Ears and ass

Cheesing all is new ...

 

X-CHANGE

In a hurry

Broken brakes

An agent

In the confidence

Of the story

We wrote

Your big age

Congratulate

Your honors

Deserve

The splendours

Milk-shake

 

I found out

What is coming

An urgent fire

Ex-change / Coming next

 

BLOOD BONE

The lights on

Warmer and harder

The folks on

Either and others

 

It's the blood on their hands

See the bone from their eyes

It's the head on the hands

It's the blood from their eyes

 

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Alienation, I know the conclusion

 

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BETADIN

Sally, Sally, only your soul

Hell is only, only your road, your worry home