This Robot Gives Good Banjobs
or
Beautiful Hell
a song by Hippie Craque and Midlope.
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We've been doing online messenger jams and accumulating material in a way that's totally novel for me. Chaos and creativity are making life very interesting. The majority of the voice is his - the remaining, thin-sounding vocals are mine.
This is to be the mid-section of a larger song, inspired by my last Shambhala and its corresponding impersonal network of cosmic cause - synthetic chemicals, emotional extremes, hedonism, sexual neuroses, all that jazz.
[ Meth, I need help transcribing some of your words :]
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open wide
open up my magic window
it's a beautiful hell
open wide
it's a beautiful hell
to be locked inslides
gnashing teeth and mashing eyes
it's a beautiful hell
to be locked inside
rooftop rumdrops
the magic window of one johnny speedwalker
gnashing teeth and mashing eyes
it's a beautiful hell
to be locked inslides
serotonin’s still flowing
and everything's alright
the night's still glowing
everything's out of sight
emotion is chemical
this is my ex-memory
dendrite snow, pale confusion
red sky
red sky
if you're happy and you know it, grind your jaw
the iron fortress of your jaw
the iron fortress of your jaw
architrave, arc-en-ciel, argus smiles at you
the robot gives good banjobs
everybody needs a banjob now and then
don't remember the first time i smoked crack
but i sure do remember my first banjob
banjobs for everybody
everyone should feel this good
dopamine is foodstamped today
try your luck with me today
my good news gospel - MDMA
is on full display
keep the buzz going
keep the buzz going
the buzz keeps going
the buzz keeps going
serotonin's still flowing
and everything's alright
the night's still glowing
everything's out of sight
emotion is chemical
it's the guilty reality
there's no point denying
what the window has allowed me to see
cause it feels alright
it feels alright
it's only been three and a half hours
surely this is just an ebb, not the end
just an ebb, not the end
just an ebb, not the end
just an ebb, not the end
it's just an ebb, not the end
please don't take away my magic window
now i have no god to pray to
please don't take away my magic window
the iron fortress of your jaw
please don't take away my magic window
now i have no god to pray to
please don't take away my magic window
it's a beautiful hell
10/10/06
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Amazing. You're rad, brother o' mine.
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