Golden Nuggets EP

by Chonk

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1.
well, i pan for golden nuggets through this shitstorm in my brain i've broke a dozen eardrums and i've clogged a thousand drains just screaming in the bathtub rubbin' dreams off of my face singin' show tunes with the devil, blastin' holes in outer space so sing another verse, cast another curse kick another kingsman in the crotch and tell 'em all that he hit you first and if the fat man he arrests you, well he's puttin' you in jail just another file in the pie, just a little anthrax in the mail i pan for golden nuggets through this shitstorm in my brain i soaked up all the pleasure, took a dive into the pain and when i lost track of the sunshine, i took a nap under the shade another day sucked in the vortex, another dollar never made so take em as they come, and leave em as they go do whatchya can to lead a life you love and let those worries go and ain't no need to mope and wonder if its all even worth yer while take a chance, make up a dance, and hit that deathbed with a smile i pan for golden nuggets through this shitstorm in my brain i drank from the ganges, took a lead out of a plane my parachute it wouldn't open, so i prayed to baby christ it's a blind shot in the dark, man, it's a drunken roll of dice so don't worry 'bout the end, forget about the start kick a little shitcake on the ground, and now it's a masterpiece of art and with your great golden machete, you can carve yourself a path just make your own best guestimation, and let the good lord do the math
2.
Yr comin, yr goin' Yr foolin around Yr high n you low n Yr foolin around Yr cool n I'm droolin' Yr shakin’ it out The way that yr movin Yr the talk of the town o but they’re onto you so Yr always lookin over yr shoulder N i'll be hangin out, just actin the clown As I’m watchin’ u get gradually colder Yr hot n yr cold n Yr foolin around Yr rotten, yr golden yr foolin around Save me, I'm crazy My heart's headin' south My head's full of marbles That roll outta my mouth Holed up in yr home Yr drinkin alone Whatchu sold her detatchin’ from yr sou Yr catchin' a cold U gotchyr fantasies filed in a folder…. *howling, noises* Yr rippin', yr rockin' Yr flappin’ about Yr sippin’, yr talkin' Yr rappin’ it out Quit playin', I'm stayin' ya fill me with doubt Ya keep talkin’ trash and I keep takin’ it out oh but how long can this go there’s a crack in yr skull When you hold her Oh baby, Say it ain't so Yr love has gone cold And now we’re stuck between A rock n a boulder… and now we’re growin’ older
3.
there is a mark on my brain in the shape of a train you packin' up all of your pain you ran away, you ran away lost my glow in the dark took a glue gun to my heart old thoughts renew when we're apart guess we were doomed straight from the start it's an invitation to a place that we have never been it's a migration to a dark and creepy carnival within and our location is changing once again took a train to your home i pissed my name in the snow i rang your door, you were alone you said hello, i said hello oh, hey what's up? how have you been? hey, like the place, can i move in? i saw your face 360 spin oh, what a waste we've got us in oh, what a waste we've got us in! an impregnation happened when you opened up that door there's a gestation it lasts about a half an hour tops no more, gestation is a bore and our ovation is what we're standing for *whistle solo* it's an invitation to a place that we have never been it's a migration to a dark and creepy carnival within and our location is changing once again
4.
04:21
spiney and spirally, sappy and firey pinecones (pinecones) our bodies felt warm beside the flame crunchy and pokey, ya burn 'em they're smokey, they're pinecones (pinecones) the ash in the air spelled our yer name and they twist, and they roll and they'll conify your soul found a pinecone that was glowin' through the scales was a hell of a rid, when we dared to crawl inside all the colors and visions whizzin' by and the alien sang in a cozy southen twang embrace love, everything else is a shame awoke in a flurry, we left in a hurry, that pinecone (pinecone) i thought we had left it in the snow got back to our pad, she reached into her bag, there's that pinecone (pinecone) and it's glowing even brighter than before and when we jumped in pine needles poked our skin burning tree sap enveloped us alive but before we could cry demon birds pecked out our eyes we were sure that we'd met our demise and the alien said with a pitchfork to our heads RETURN THE PINECONE OR SOON YOU'LL BOTH BE DEAD woke up in a terror we realized our error that pinecone (pinecone) belonged in the woods that was it's home and so we returned it and then we burned it that pinecone (pinecone) turned to ash as the fire warmed our bones *guitar solo* as we kissed in the night we knew that alien was right embrace love, but don't hold on too tight
5.
And our bones will bake in the sun and every cloud is perky and young Tonight we'll spin cocoons in the light of the moon and then we'll pull our chains off and run... And all the freaks will sneak out at night And all our helium dreams will take flight Just a pack of goons On a rubber balloon Oh, ain't this city such a pitiful sight I remember I saw you dreamy, whimsical, high Sprawled out in the driveway etchin' designs in the sky What's keepin' us here? Is it comfort or fear? I can hear that open sky callin' out your name.... And our bones will bake in the sun and every cloud is perky and young Tonight we'll spin cocoons in the light of the moon and then we'll pull our chains off and run... And all the freaks will sneak out at night And all our helium dreams will take flight Just a pack of goons On a rubber balloon Oh, ain't this city such a pitiful sight There you were Starin' off into outer space I asked you If you wanna take a walk with me You said, I ain't comin', I ain't comin' down I said, You ain't flyin', baby You're literally on the ground If you got nothin' left to lose and I got nothin' left to do-do-do-do-do Let's lift this zeppelin into the wind and take it up to the moon And our bones will bake in the sun and every cloud is perky and young Tonight we'll spin cocoons in the light of the moon and then we'll pull our chains off and run... (INSTRUMENTAL) But it's a real inconvenience time-wise Because she's busy planning out her own demise Here's to hoping there's a chance she can pencil me in Between a bogus romance, and the bitter end... Ominous and gritty, Damn she looks pretty Won't ya give me a try? I can see those space monkeys smokin' doobies in the black of her eyes And our bones will bake in the sun and every cloud is perky and young Tonight we'll spin cocoons in the light of the moon and then we'll pull our chains off and run... and the moon is smiling at me and it's three in the afternoon and I can't tell just what the hell is true and the sun don't seem to bothered as I gaze at her in the night and I hope everything is going all right all right all right
6.
04:04
Don't let this habit consume you; Don't let it eat up your passion, son 'cause you're a living being, and this life may be your only one you're only one! you're only - one step away from the break of a day, so run So run, so run So run... This battle's just begun And you know it can be won! An honest song is so much fun, because it's already written A bunch of lights will all turn on… Our time is now, and when it's gone, it's done so run, so run and if you let this traffic infuse you they might just build a strip mall over your brain And you can make a quick fortune just selling' felines for a dollar 'n' change yer runnin' games and yer unlimited funds gotcha swimming' it chums, yer numb, yer numb yer numb, yer numb So run! This fiddle has been strung And there's a ghost inside your lungs a sliding lie slips offa your tongue yeah, but the truth shoots like a gun Receding tides, a rising sun reach out n seize this dream you have begun So run, so run! So run, so run! (instrumental) So run... This battle's just begun And you know it can be won! An honest song is so much fun, because it's already written A bunch of lights will all turn on… reach out n seize this dream you have begun reach out n seize this dream you have begun Our time is now, and when it's gone, it's done so run, so run

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released December 12, 2014

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