2 Ghosts In Gravy

by Andrew Luckless

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released January 1, 2011

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Track Name: Our Plaything
Delicious bones in the ground
Let them stay there
They won’t be making a sound
In this arrangement
If you can beat box and howl
Like a Pompeian
I’ll introduce you around
You’ll be our plaything

Our plaything

Wouldn’t you like to know how
The moon men make gravy
I’ll take you up there right now
In my space ship
And once we’re all fastened down
Then let’s get wasted
Above the daughters of clouds
In tube tops they lay there

Sunbathing
Our playthings

And like a sheep when I growl
You just stay there
You’ve got your mouth in a vowel
You’re amazing
And if I disembowel you
Who could blame me
Now you can take off that towel
I’ll use it for shaving

Our plaything
Track Name: Liquorish Stix
Oom pa pa oom pa pa
Oom pa pa party

Party all the time
Bring some gloves

Oom pa pa oom pa pa
Oom pa pa party

Party all the time
Take some drugs

Oh smoke licorice sticks
Your bones in the vinegar dip

Oom pa pa oom pa pa
Oom pa pa party

Party all the time
Drink some punch
Track Name: Kill Me Some More
I rock my Chippewas hip hop style slip em on tongues out
Get my chainsaw get my chainsaw file
Three sixteenths, seven sixty-eighths
All the stumps that I made standing up like gravestones
What? It feels good when I bust fresh cuts
In the woods where the wood chuck chucks
Wood’s falling down everywhere and everything smells like Christmas
Leaf peepers step up saying
Who did this? Was anybody a witness?
No, Miss, and I don’t remember handing out tickets
All the ground is gonna turn into thickets
Cause all the trees are missing this is a sickness
Well I can see it’s interrupting your picnics
Well this is miserable and isn’t there a law to forbid this?
Who did this? What is this?

Listen this is none of your business
If a tree falls down in the forest and there’s no one there to hear it but me
Does it still make a sound?
Yeah it sound damn good, Husqvarna should, chum
It’s a big sound, step down
You look wack in your kevlar chaps getting lumberjacks autographs
Trying to put their trunks on wax
Step back jack
When you hear a thump and a crack just relax
That’s the back of my axe
I got no contracts chumps, check my stumps like shaving bumps
On the bikini line of Mother Earth in a thong
You think it’s wrong?
Run along, Miss, I hate to be a letdown sugar tits
But this is none of your business
But I want you to know
That they’ll all grow back singing listen children kill me some more
Listen children kill me some more
They'll always grow back
Singing kill me some more

Mommy’s on the front porch with a cold watering can
Cut daisies in her hand all the butterflies are blowing her kisses
Listen children kill me some more
Daddy’s on the back porch looking like a dirty old man
Goat blood on his hand making sacrifices for Dionysus
But I want you to know
They’ll all grow back singing listen children kill me some more
They always grow back
They'll all grow back
Singing kill me some more
They'll all grow back
They always grow back
Singing listen children kill me some more
Track Name: No Recipe
I had a job on the mainland
Making bombs for the government
The work was great yo, paid me load
Just to sit around listen to rock & roll
And make shit explode
Yeah
I got a gust up in my windsock
And a swiveling chair

Then I moved to this island
To get away from all the violence
But you can’t fit my tempest in a fucking teacup
Making dynamite houses for the fishes
Just to watch them blow up
Yeah
I got a deck chair and I got a
Nuclear tan

You’re all looking for the little hidden messages in this
Well listen this is none of your business
But I want you to know
They’ll all grow back singing listen children kill me some more

I fill my backpack when I’m ashore
With the button in my hand so that I can kill me some more
There’s no recipe in this song
But it’s not hard, chumblaster
If you want to make a bomb
Yes
They got all you need for that up at CVS
Radioshack and CVS
Track Name: Brown Beetle
There’s something different about you
Than everything all around you
Growing on the ground they surround you
But they’d be different without you

Brown Beetle
Counting all the firecrackers, bottle caps and poppers for cans
Brown Beetle
Taking down the numbers off the gum wrappers that lay in the sand
Brown Beetle
Looking at the marvel of the carnival, the carnival
Brown Beetle

Your four wings don’t fly now, they been too bogged down
Making noises up in the charcoal and the muck babe
But what other choices would come up anyway?
For such a little Brown Beetle, just a needle in the hay

There’s something different about you
Than other beetles around you
There must be something about you
That makes them different without you

Brown Beetle
Taking in the modernism of a garden of cilantro
Brown Beetle
Looking under particles for particles for particles
Brown Beetle
Counting all the firecrackers, bottle caps and poppers for cans

Brown Beetle
Track Name: Anna Fills the Axis
You’re the perfect person
Yeah you're the perfect person
Just like Chu Chi Li
You're the perfect person
But your worst will worsen
And then you’ll be like me
And you know where we’ll be

Anna’s on the floor and Anna’s on the ceiling
Anna wants more cause Anna stopped feeling
A thousand dollars up and all the heads of matches
Light a thousand up, Anna fills the axis

You’re the perfect person
But your worst will worsen
And then you’ll be like me

Baby was a slut, now maybe she’s a angel
Anna gave it up and laid it on the table
Satan found it there and gave it to her mother
Life is never fair, like chickens treat each other

You can stop your cursing
Because you're gonna worsen
And then you’ll be like me
And you know where we’ll be
You know where we’ll be

Anna kissed a snake and then she stole a beehive
It's never fake, it’s something you should see live
Anna’s at the door, she’s bleeding and squealing
Anna’s on the floor and Anna’s on the ceiling

You’re the perfect person
But your worst will worsen
And then you’ll be like me
And you know where we’ll be
You know where we’ll be
Track Name: 2Fish
Who is your friend?
The one with a rose tattoo on his hand
Do you think he could stand?
Probably not
But I thought he could land

And who is your best?
The one who put a bullet right into my chest
And who is your guest?
I’ll turn out the lights
For a nice little rest

Ten years ago
I threw a pig right through a third story window
And now he thinks he’s a pimp
Cause he polished the locks
And he walks with a limp

I've got 2Fish in the cookhouse
I said I got 2Fish in the cookhouse
So don’t go in there
You might not back
In here telling the tale

Who is your friend?
All the parrots are laughing at what you intend
And who is your guest?
The faceless in bracelets
In patient distress

I got 2Fish in the cookhouse
I said I got 2Fish in the cookhouse
2Fish in the cookhouse
2Fish
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Track Name: What's Contagious
Don’t touch what’s contagious
You might find out what made us
You never know what you’d see
You'd better take it from me

The thing is that you've gotta love
Your fingernails you've gotta rub
Your fingernails you gotta rub them endlessly

Don’t do stuff that’s dangerous
You might find out what made us
Just what could It ever be?
You never know what you’ll see

The thing is that you've gotta love
Your fingernails you've gotta rub
Your fingernails you gotta rub them endlessly
Track Name: Eileen
The poison dark of the suburbs
She lays and waits with the snakes at her feet
In the sandpit nothing could touch her
Well something’s up with her
She’s got that sheen
Eileen

While all the insects sing to her
She feels her fingers the earth in between
All of the blood rushes through her
What did they do to her?
She’s gonna scream
Eileen

She makes a place for 3 strangers
The sheets are folded the tables are clean
Ever since she was a teenager
No one could save her
Or say what they mean
Eileen
Track Name: CrystalFCK
Lips like a rain spout every time that they shout
Taste all the played out muck from your gutters, oh
Lips like a rain spout every time that they shout
Wanna blow my brains out?
Punk take a number
Know what? (What?)
I don’t give a fuck
Know what? (What?)
I don’t give a crystal fuck
Know what? (What?)
You’re just a paper cut
Know what? (What?)
I don’t give a crystal fuck

Sick robot, eat, here’s a bag of rivets
I’ll kick out all of your teeth I'll get all aggro with it
Strapped down way more than necessary
Just like a pack of gazelles could pop a cherry
Know what? (What?)
I don’t give a fuck
Know what? (What?)
I don’t give a crystal fuck
Know what? (What?)
You’re just a paper cut
Know what? (What?)
I don’t give a crystal fuck

Strapped down, that’s nice
Strapped down, that’s nice

Know what? (What?)
Know what? (What?)
Know what? (What?)
Know what?
Track Name: Horses Fall
There’s an Easter hat in the empty street
All its ribbons in the grime
When the moon was out I could hear your feet
There’s a perfume on my mind
Will you get me off in the summer sweet
If I don’t go deaf and blind
From the noise of sheep and the glaring heat
While the pavement beats
And the horses fall behind

In a burned-out wreck wrapped around a tree
There’s a skeleton inside
No one pulled it out cause they know wild pigs
Are just dying for a bite
Will you get me off in the summer heat
If I’d been here all this time
Where the vagrants sleep in the baby’s sheets
And the vultures eat
And the horses fall behind
Track Name: Off My Oceanliner
And ever since they made the very first dolls
Their heads been bitten off by devils with balls
Their deathless consciousness immune to the pain
Endorphins coursing through their porcelain veins
Endorphins coursing through their porcelain veins

Get off my Oceanliner all your passes are expired
Get off my Oceanliner that’s my shellfish you be quiet
Get off my Oceanliner

Listen chum you made a mistake
I been making records since before you were an egg
The dorsal fins get closer in the more that you beg
The dorsal fins get closer in the more that you beg

Get off my Oceanliner that’s my shellfish you be quiet
Get off my Oceanliner
Get off my Ocean and don’t touch the rugs – that’s designer
Get off my Oceanliner

Dissolving limpet lips are taking their toll
There’s a lion in the engine room that's raking the coal
This incessant breeze and 6-foot seas are shaking your soul
My elbow on the throttle while I’m scraping my bowl
Got my elbow on the throttle while I’m scraping my bowl

Get off my Oceanliner that’s my shellfish you be quiet
And check my barnacles
Get off my Oceanliner that’s my thumbtack on your flyer
Get off my Oceanliner
That’s my thumbtack on your flyer
Get off my Oceanliner
Get off my Ocean and don’t touch the rugs – that’s designer
And float to China
Track Name: Dangerfish
Baby I am dangerous
I’m dangerous
I’m dangerous
Baby I am dangerous
Just take the bus
Cause I’m dangerous

I know that you live far away
I’d ask you to stay with us
But we're dangerous
There’s chemicals in the subway
That make me get dangerous
And I’m dangerous

Baby I am dangerous
Don’t play with us
Cause we’re dangerous
Baby I am dangerous
Don’t make a fuss
I’m just dangerous