The Vuuz

by Animal Pharma

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The FIFTH album by Animal Pharma, The Vuuz. For all descendents.

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released May 10, 2015

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Track Name: tidings
Been misconstruing
And noodling constantly
As of late

And the focus retained
Is exfoliating on a dinner plate
Left from last night

May Jesus be with you
In everything that you do
And may he crush the smut
That's opened up the Vuuz
Track Name: Photograph Fields
Lend me your skin a jar when it peels
I’ll glue them together when a dream becomes real
I’ll surrender to you in these photograph fields
And I know I’m a kid with these training wheels
And I don’t want to wake up again

So we spat in the dirt, tried to plant some good will
The machine was still running but the system was still
I’ll reduce all that matters to a sacred heart pill
I believe in a something, a thing of some sum
And the sun don’t mean nothing but black

Amen

I’m a mister, a missus, a king and a turd
Tried to pick up my brain but it wasn’t my turn
You can strike me down but the kids’ll return
So I hope you remember to slip, slop, slap
‘Cause it won’t be so cool when you burn
Track Name: Milkyway Quintillion
Freehand fungus
Like bibled histamine
In spirit
Arrive to Hades

I don’t know no
One where I am
Writhing oh so
Slowly in the mind

Milkyway quintillion
Make it sacred
Kiss your open wound on sunset poison prayer
A seedless skin confession

Mazel rising
The people didn’t
Get the hinting
And splintered ‘cross the

Earth like
Sprinkles
And fizzled in the
Dirty aerosol
Air amidst the sky

Milkyway quintillion
Make it sacred
Kiss your open wound on sunset poison prayer
A seedless skin confession

Milkyway quintillion
Chosen candles
Set the world alight to show what’s done’s undone
And not to be restored

Sundials turning
As he walks
The Tribulation
Of Revelation

I am drinking
Thinking ‘bout
The war impending
Sleeping over time

Milkyway quintillion
Make it sacred
Kiss your open wound on sunset poison prayer
A seedless skin confession

Milkyway quintillion
Chosen candles
Set the world alight to show what’s done’s undone
And not to be restored
Track Name: Make Good Before She Knows
Unveil your impulse into designing me
Realign me your piety
In the thoughts you collect of me

Make good before she knows
Make good before she knows
Make good before she knows
Make good before she knows

Honour me the fault that destroys yet defines unique
Out of line just enough to seek
More forgiveness than I may need

Make good before she knows
Make good before she knows
Make good before she knows
Make good before she knows
Track Name: Life As People
Blessed all things in reverse of existence
Assembled in hope and out of its mind
It’s not a question asked
With solution in sight at all

I’m engaged to doom that I expect of the way
That I allow all grief to know me by name
But if identity had dimensional face
I would laugh at it

If I can be a sentient thing
To know what I can use
I don’t know it
I will never know

This is the way all people become
A wasted chord of music
Something in decay
‘Til silence

Learning the facts misconstrued from the start
Is a pending hurt and hard to unlearn
If not an age too soon
You could switch it all off from you

If an antique thought of a fairy tale
You created in an afternoon nap
Is alive as much as an average Christmas Day

If I can be a sentient thing
To know what I can use
I don’t know it
I will never know

This is the way all people become
A wasted chord of music
Something in decay
‘Til silence

'Til silence
Track Name: Wager On All Patience
He should participate with his friends
Fashion some mem'ries to remember him
This is a wager on all your patience
And you shall partake of this
Nobody sees the fatal reason
Chosen for all disappointment
Track Name: The Courter
I'd prefer
Not to exert
What I'm considering for me

Wilted out
Need to refresh
What I'm dehydrating

Love escaped
Through the empty ear

So I kicked you in the skull
And it trickled down your mouth
Into your

Heart of chalk
I'm dark enough to read it

So I scraped you on my eyeballs
And I saw through you like ISIL

Making a threat to bait me
Sorry I am full, I've eaten
Track Name: New Auschwitz
So you eschew me
Now you’ve achieved enlightenment
Want to abuse me
For the amusement of my friends

You’ve done your penance
To run the errands for the queen
I’ve served my sentence
By desecrating her machine

A swarm of locusts
In form o’ confiscated pistols
Of the public
That face the currents of the mistral

Of amendments
And yet there’s malcontent until
The brunt of hell hits
To which you sit for your salvation in New Auschwitz

Well don't cough, don't cough on me
'Cause I don't want what you have
Well don't cough, don't cough on me
I don't need that

Well don't cough, don't cough on me
'Cause I don't want what you have
Well don't cough, don't cough on me
I don't need that

Still you avoid me
Though you're the one who is contagious
Disappointing
Sick with denial of the ages

And your reason's
In competition with your logic
Your opinion
And the pseudoscience of it

Needs protection
Authentication of the origin
And language
In correspondence with the rhetoric

In the usage
Inoculated to a deiforming needle
Just hope to God he sees the humour
In his people

Well don't cough, don't cough on me
'Cause I don't want what you have
Well don't cough, don't cough on me
I don't need that

Well don't cough, don't cough on me
'Cause I don't want what you have
Well don't cough, don't cough on me
I don't need that
Track Name: Eulogy in Pieces
Eulogy in pieces
The first of May
Squandering your freedom
Whence you killed your babe
There are creepy crawlies
Hallowing your brain
Learning how to walk
And never to again

Eulogy in pieces
All the while I bide
For though the freeze abodes me
She’ll return to mind

Love for melancholy
Sallow-dyed and thin
Pride becomes her folly
Formaldehyde, her scent
Write me in your fiction
I know to pretend
Save your false reunion
Lasting without end

Eulogy in pieces
All the while I bide
For though the freeze abodes me
She’ll return to mind

Weeding from my time growth
I’m alien
Unseen in the hills
Of a wintry motor inn
Dims my tawdry halo
Sick and dead of truth
Could it be the human's
The last to pass on through

Eulogy in pieces
All the while I bide
For though the freeze succumbs me
She’ll return to mind

So it is, the close when
Dust we are to flee
For all that is awaits
What all has ever been
Track Name: Patti May Pt. II, From Sap to Amber (Bosco's Eulogy)
Of ground
O’er your velvet bibled body
Silking quilts
Laid for when I return to Evergreen
Somehow

Captured in parables
And posies in your breast
From sap to amber
As you fertilize the patch

Sweet Patti May
Forever, sweet Patti May
It’s alright, my fucking Patti May
It’s alright, beautiful Patti May

And I will love you for the rest of your death
With every fume washed to the shore
I can see your face as I did before back then
With your ocean eyes as they swim to me, again
Track Name: Doughnut
All my selfish things
Keeps the tooth fairy in shit
Desolate in history
On a wheel too pissed to spin

And the doughnuts win again
And the doughnuts win again

Cause they bake you, oh
Cause they bake you, oh
It’s so sacred, oh
When they bake you

Pretty eyes out of sync
Keeps the coal from tasting bad
A myoma for our queen
Clip my wings and give me cheese

And the doughnuts win again
And the doughnuts win again

Cause they bake you, oh
Cause they bake you, oh
It’s so sacred, oh
When they bake you

Melancholy is never to fail me again
Melancholic forever and ever, amen
Melancholy is never to fail me again
Melancholic forever and ever, amen

Cause they bake you, oh
Cause they bake you, oh
It’s so sacred, oh
When they bake you

Melancholy is never to fail me again
Melancholic forever and ever, amen
Melancholy is never to fail me again
Melancholic forever and ever, amen
Track Name: I Keep My Church To Me Pt. I
You’ve lost your childhood hands
To deathbed sheets and prayers
The absence of old friends
Makes graveyards recent things

You’d think that I’d be sad
To draw my mum and dad
In crayon like I had
A million years ago

There’s ugly in my chord
That sacrifices more
Than any note before
Inside your hating ears

To take you where I go
Makes anywhere a home
My bedroom as a child
Returns when I’m alone

But you’re a healthy wound
An empty Claire de lune
For embryos are promises
Who’re bound to break in two

They cut two souls abrupt
The sea foam washed their way
And set them both ablaze
A clinic kingdom come

I keep my church to me
And lay for an eternity
Inside your thighs and knees
Until I have to leave

We meet on greener grass
The hour of your passing
The death of things thought bad
That lurk beneath your bed

You didn’t bother to be there - where?
My empty, widowed teddy bear
I’m feeding worms the rest of me
My coffin shade, eternally

I’ll keep your steeple clean
I’ll keep your steeple clean
Come age to rot the beauty that’s
Remembering you and me

To be a younger me
And change my history
Rewrites you in my story
And stays forever mine

I keep my church to me
And lay for an eternity
Inside your thighs and knees
I sleep in sweet repose

I’m soiled in the mind
The parts remaining clean
Are cleaner than the kind
Of world that you believe

You’re walking on my breath
For as long as I can breathe
And if there’s little left
You’ll give your church to me
Track Name: End of An Era
An era is coming to an end
Where is the source of my sacrifice?
You sit in the lounge room trying to pretend
Like you have no clue

When bombs set ablaze the hot sand
My fellow man cheered the rival and raved
Living in hate just to see those who pray
Deserve what they get

The children are born in old age
They are the next in this war yet your brain
Refuses belief this exists even when
It’s pushed in your face

If you hear, see, taste, touch and you smell
But defend this new order, oh well
You’re as good as a mascot for hell
You’re not a human being

For the end of an era is nigh
So how do you identify
When the sides are defined and aligned
To something you’ve never seen?

Your faith in yourself’s wearing thin
Next thing you know you are bent on your knees
Telling your government all of your sins
Like they must forgive

The presidents and kings you devote
Your trust and your patience in only receive
A part-time position to publicly speak
The rest is a show

If office decides what is done
Yet it requires a monetary fund
If banks don’t belong to the constitution
Who’s word is the end?

If you hear, see, taste, touch and you smell
But defend this new order, oh well
You’re as good as a mascot for hell
You’re not a human being

For the end of an era is nigh
So how do you identify
When the sides are defined and aligned
To something you’ve never seen?

You can scratch your head til you are bald
Turn to a truth you’re more comfortable with
Come to accept that we live in a world
That pays just to breathe

Hist’ry is carried by tongue
We’re not supposed to remember what happened
We just support what was fiction was done
To learn the wrong lesson

Before you repose in your place
Comfort’s as thin as the skin on your face
Take to account what I’ve done and I’ve said
By now I am dead

If you hear, see, taste, touch and you smell
But defend this new order, oh well
You’re as good as a mascot for hell
You’re not a human being

For the end of an era is nigh
So how do you identify
When the sides are defined and aligned
To something you’ve never seen?

Alone in the world, how’s it feel?
Where were your hands in the struggle for freedom?
Were those IQ points devoted to steal
What naivety left?

The beast is abroad and at strength
Would you agree with the Lord in the end?
Be it with ease when you’re wishing for death
Refusing to yield

So steal back your soul at the close
Let it be chosen for those who still choose
To bring the guilty to justice exposed –
We are in the Vuuz

If you hear, see, taste, touch and you smell
But defend this new order, oh well
You’re as good as a mascot for hell
You’re not a human being

For the end of an era is nigh
So how do you identify
When the sides are defined and aligned
To something you’ve never seen?