Warts and All (Live), by Shoe Strang (2024)

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the desert is no place to call homei spend my days in the dunes aloneand when the red moon risesthat’s when my appetite hitsplease surrender me your bonesplease surrender me your souli am the dune dwellerdweller of the dunesi rise with the setting suni feast with the fading mooni can smell your feari’m coming oh so so sooni am the dune dwellerdweller of the dunes

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waiting for the month to endjust living day to daycause im not quite surewhat it is asking forfrom meclosing in for the nightjust to keep it locked in tightcause i cant quite seewhat might become of metonight*oooo x4 with wolf howl*full moons fill the skiesthere go my eyestearing shirts and sharpened teethclaws underneathim going outon the prowltonight *wolf howl*werewolf is going on the startat darkgoing round the forest and the partsof my heartsearching far and widefor someone to help findhis mindgoing up to the top of cherry hillwhat a thrillripping through the brush with so much skillhe sounds quite shrillreaching for the topstanding at the edge of the drophe stops*jam break*daylight, sunshine fills the skiesi feel the hazel come back to my eyescause i cant quite see what might become of metonight

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listen if you willto the story of a dark, dark manand listen if you willif you want to hear inside his planicarus flew too close to the sunand this one came crashing downbut unlike old zeus high up in the skythis one was the god of the groundit goes like...*rah dahdah dee dah doo* x2well you might be laughing at the poorest soulwith rags, no riches aroundinstead he goes and buys himself the sweetest maskand laughs until he cant be foundyou see its always me and nothing more or lessi started out in his chestpay no attention to the old man upstairsits time for him to go and lose his sharesinner chatterits loud in hereand that is very clearinner chatterill drown in hereand that is very clearyou see its been sometime since ive found this placeand ive dug my roots in deepfor the tallest tree might fall on downbut if no ones there will it make any soundits always darkest before the dawnits always windiest before the stormbut if the skies are clear and the day is herewell then what could all this be here foryou see its never me and its always beeninside nothing but always yourscaught in the spine and caught in the shoecause when you point one finger, three point back at you

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searching for some promise printed plain as day it must be written somewheresprayed in scrawl upon a wall i’ve seen before , it tempts me with it’s…what’s it for if not for funa one night stand with the midnight sunwhose glow illuminates the haze and lifts the mist with gentle raysi pour my self into the momentno longer foolishly trying to hold itand it leads me to the masters of the programi have nothing to losewe’re rising in our frequencyit’s positively synergy i’m feelingthe programmers have turned the keyto a space between where being is believingthe secret’s coming back to meforgetting brings rememorythe secret’s coming back to mei have nothing to losea viking fleet hits the streetthey’re bearing herbs for sharinga platinum quartet of witches dressed in black takes me into their…they circle me and cast their spellthe herbalist assists as wellsunken satan joins the raceas rage teems through his hollow faceso i dance home through the changesmy awareness rearrangesthat’s what i heard them call electrostasis

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there’s a snake in the cavedancing on his own graveand still deeper we gowonder if it’s too latethere’s a snake within methrough my eyes he can seeon a journey back homerainbow kundalinigreed and hatred aboundsalvation won’t be foundhunger only will growwhile the snake is aroundi’m hypnotized by the scalesi lay my sights on the tailpray an end to desireand i swallow myself

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dude, you're peaking those congas!

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