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My Old Brain
01:19
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My old brain is growing mold now
There's not much I can do
Mind cut open is exposed to the elements
This dark world of abuse
Don't remember how I cut it out from my head
Must have been brave
Feel the mass of the old gray matter
Sure put this thing to use
Out to pasture now, in the glass jar
Save what's left what's to do
Don't remember how I cut it out of my head
Must have been brave
Must have been stupid
One thing I know for sure
I am now
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The Special
01:28
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Last night I had a dream I had a drink and I passed out
That day is now and all the pals around you hold account
Don't patronize your present company they'll lay you out
To dry but maybe that's what you've been wanting this whole night
A quiet time to sit and contemplate your selfish life
The special I hears gotten stronger you should check it out
Wish I had caught a cab cuz I think walking might be out
Can I express how happy I am happy I am how
Life is full of such times you swear you never want
A quiet time to sit and contemplate your selfish life
A quiet time to be wrong
Time of my life
Never thought twice
Til you twisted the knife
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3. |
Dream Girls
01:31
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The small town girls aren't recognized
For the monsters that they live with
The kind under the beds
The kind that wake you up late
Sensations you can bet
Cult icons passing by you
The local crowd you know
The local kids that seem
Okay
But you don't recognize
Or care to stop and soothe
The pain
Different kind of stars
The ones with the fake names who
Put movies up pay
Home movies of their bedrooms
The horror show awaits
It's Hollywood in Marfa
Lights up in the sky
And life runs out but it's
Okay
And you don't recognize
Or care to stop and soothe
The pain, of the dream girls
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4. |
Portrait Artist
01:40
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Do one thing well
You sure did it
Your own public hell
Is what you depicted
Same damn picture every time
Move away
You can't move away from your needs
Don't know what I need to be
Don't know what you're meant to see in me
Do one thing well
I'm committed
When cash is king
Presidents are admitted
Same damn picture every time
But you like it
You get yours I get mine
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Whelpwisher Chicago, Illinois
Ben Grigg turned his attention to making solo recordings under the name Whelpwisher immediately after Chicago-based indie rock band Geronimo! played their last show in 2015. These recordings served Grigg as idea-engines for his bands over the years. The albums themselves stand alone as engaging and well crafted aural documents, despite the utilitarian intentions. ... more
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