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2011 - Caveman Style
04:38
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2012 - Dragonfly
07:05
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2013 - Magic Mind
01:58
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2013 - Kitten Daze
06:05
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2013 - Hard Labor
04:57
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2014 - Work Harder
06:00
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2014 - God is Real
02:52
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8. |
2014 - Eefum Weefum
04:51
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9. |
2014 - We're Dead
03:58
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10. |
2014 - Wonder Bits
04:36
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11. |
2014 - Wonder Why
04:52
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2018 - Funk Drunk
06:16
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2018 - Catisfaction
05:18
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2018 - It Could Undo You
03:05
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2019 - Purrfection
06:08
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2019 - Faded
04:30
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2019 - Gettin' Weird
04:21
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18. |
2019 - You're A Genius
03:39
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2019 - Genesis One
05:53
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21. |
2019 - Genesis Two
04:24
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2019 - Genesis Three
05:10
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23. |
2019 - Genesis Four
05:06
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24. |
2019 - Genesis Five
05:07
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25. |
2019 - Genesis Six
04:31
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26. |
2019 - Genesis Seven
04:22
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27. |
2019 - G. C. M.
02:25
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28. |
2019 - Just the Way I Am
02:06
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29. |
2019 - Break Through
01:41
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2019 - Dirdee
01:37
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33. |
2019 - Cuckoo
03:26
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34. |
2019 - Giant Mantis
03:45
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35. |
2019 - Arcane Friction
02:00
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2020 - Shape-Shifter
04:48
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2021 - Dried Up
03:30
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42. |
2021 - Follow Your Bliss
01:49
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43. |
2021 - On Track Insane
03:34
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44. |
2021 - Brain Dead Like
03:46
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46. |
2021 - Fill It Up
01:45
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48. |
2021 - Well Hidden Nuts
01:49
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49. |
2021 - Vachina
03:46
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50. |
2021 - One That Can See
04:00
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55. |
2021 - We Became Friends
03:16
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56. |
2021 - Silver Cane
02:20
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2021 - Bitcoin Bitcoin
02:22
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63. |
2021 - See?
02:11
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One bright Christmas day,
Rudolph saw Santa collapse in his sleigh,
and be taken away
He followed the chopper to an underground base,
where he learned that Santa was being replaced,
with a fake
But all of the other reindeer think it’s all in his head,
Only Rudolph knows that the real Santa’s dead
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I have this reoccurring dream
It’s been a little while since it’s come to me
Forever stored in my memory
Ready at any moment to come back
And haunt me
And make me question reality.
Everyone in the neighborhood
Wakes up at dawn and floods the streets
Everyone looks up simultaneously
Little flying saucers about 2 feet in diameter
Whirl passed us in copious amounts
No one reacts
No one makes a sound
We all just watch them zip through the air
And then we calmly go back inside to stare.
I have this reoccurring dream
It’s been a little while since it’s come to me
Forever stored in my memory
Ready at any moment to come back
And haunt me
And make me question reality.
In the next scene we’re in a massive crowd
The calmest crowd I’ve ever seen
Everyone faced in one direction
Listening to a shape-shifing alien
Of course, it has shape-shifted into human
And the alien says “muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
And the crowd yells back “muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
But I can’t respond!
I look all around!
And all the folks like me are herded to a special line
As I approach the beginning of the line
I see what the aliens wish to do to me
They place a seed inside our ears
So we, too can utter their magic words
“Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
“Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
I have this reoccurring dream
It’s been a little while since it’s come to me
Forever stored in my memory
Ready at any moment to come back
And haunt me
And make me question reality.
After we have been properly seeded
We are all tested again
“Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
“Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
We all scream at the top of our lungs
“Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
“Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!”
And we all calmly march to our metal cages
Stacked like and open-air high-rise
We climb to our designated level
Enter our designated cage
That is perfectly sized for a human to lie
And we calmly drift to sleep.
I have this reoccurring dream
It’s been a little while since it’s come to me
Forever stored in my memory
Ready at any moment to come back
And haunt me
And make me question reality.
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I'm sitting on the stile, Mary,
Where we sat side by side
On a bright May morning, long ago,
When first you were my bride;
The corn was springing fresh and green,
And the lark sang loud and high;
And the red was on your lip, Mary,
And the love-light in your eye.
The place is little changed, Mary,
The day as bright as then;
The lark's loud song is in my ear,
And the corn is green again;
But I miss the soft clasp of your hand,
And your breath warm on my cheek;
And I still keep listening for the words
You never more will speak.
'Tis but a step down yonder lane,
And the little church stands near--
The church where we were wed, Mary;
I see the spire from here.
But the graveyard lies between, Mary,
And my step might break your rest--
For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep,
With your baby on your breast.
I'm very lonely now, Mary,
For the poor make no new friends;
But, Oh! they love the better still
The few our Father sends!
And you were all I had, Mary--
My blessing and my pride;
There's nothing left to care for now,
Since my poor Mary died.
Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary,
That still kept hoping on,
When the trust in God had left my soul,
And my arm's young strength was gone;
There was comfort ever on your lip,
And the kind look on your brow--
I bless you, Mary, for that same,
Tho' you cannot hear me now.
I thank you for the patient smile
When your heart was fit to break--
When the hunger pain was gnawing there.
And you did it for my sake;
I bless you for the pleasant word,
When your heart was sad and sore--
Oh! I'm thankful you are gone, Mary,
Where grief can't reach you more!
I'm bidding you a long farewell,
My Mary--kind and true!
But I'll not forget you darling,
In the land I'm going to;
They say there's bread and work for all,
And the sun shines always there--
But I'll not forget old Ireland,
Were it fifty times as fair!
And often in those grand old woods
I'll sit, and shut my eyes,
And my heart will travel back again
To the place where Mary lies;
And I'll think I see the little stile
Where we sat side by side,
And the springing corn, and the bright May morn
When first you were my bride.
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67. |
2022 - States
03:05
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68. |
2022 - The Synths
04:41
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69. |
2022 - Preacher Control
04:09
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Story of the Lie
* New album coming as soon as I make art for it and decide on the tracks. I made over 70 tracks in 2019-23. That was my
most productive period ever.
* Free Sounds Vol. 2 will arrive as soon as I finish uploading it (a tedious process).
... more
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