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lyrics
meat eating meat
please tenderize me
debone and reheat
I could be so sweet
meat beating meat
devoured carnally
we fuck so sincerely
(once more, with feeling!)
we fuck so sincerely
feeling so nearly
my cannibal contends I am what I eat
and I just gotta be me (better chow down)
I'm better when I'm chowed down (my body is bread)
so autoeucharistically I feed
but it's garbage in, garbage out
alla that garbage in, what a treat
the music was the meat
but the peep show made the memory
thrills come cheap to the unaesthete
so I got dat trash flow, dat trash doe
I am the garbage of Theseus - I'm serious
my body was a loaf to feed the multitudes
bred for consumption, never mind I'm just crumbs
and beatitudes kinda hollow (chew and swallow)
Corcovado ain't so lovely when you're Quasimodo
beggin pleadin tryna stand up straight but
lyin prostrate, always on the bottom feedin
let's make a food chain
snake bitin tail, snake gettin tail, uh
my ouroburrows deeper
garbage in, garbage out (meat eating meeeeat)
I started to scratch again
it's my self medication
I started to scratch again
it's my
aw gee I'll probly owe you a misanthroapology
but I gotta eat, gotta keep clean
gotta fulfill my animal needs
vidi, vici, veni (vidi, vici, veni)
if I had no appetite, I could just stay home
playing dominoes with my libidon't
but these drives survive their execution, and you're lookin pretty cute
in your double-breasted birthday suit
so pluck me, then husk me
fuck me, then chuck me
goin ham with that two-backed bestiality
god damn, you're an animal, I'm a machine
je suis ton petit canard digérateur
deus ex machina spills on Onan's floor
herd me, brand me, kill me, can me
milk me, breed me, but first you gotta feed me
meat eating meat
a treat after heat depletes
cramming cold cuts
deep freeze complete
our gametes gently greet
ovum's ovine bleat
fitted sheet stained deep
what a pain
meat meeting cleats
please tenderize me
debone and reheat
I could be so sweet
meat beating meat
devoured carnally
we fuck so sincerely
feeling so nearly
fuck with such feeling
replete and reeling
love it so dearly,
feeling so nearly -
credits
released May 29, 2020
Archie // bass, vocal
Bobby // drums, percussion
Britta // violin, vocal
Grace // clarinet, vocal
Justin // grand piano, Rhodes electric piano
Ryan // tenor saxophone, vocal
Music and lyrics by Archie. Recorded at Bobby's Abode, the Sand Berg, and Home Bass. Art by Ben Thrash.
Special thanks to William, Maggie, and Bob Sandberg for making this recording possible!
Thanks to the nice-endof-year-offer I came to fill this gap in my private worm collection (a, pardon me, worm hole, so to speak :-))
Wonderful reminiscence to many good things past (Canterbury, 70s prog, folk rock) with a good sense of humour and great ideas (both in the songwriting & in the arrangements) . Carsten Pieper
In 2019, I was in Salisbury and attended the Alphabet Business Convention without knowing any artist. Lost Crowns was my favourite band that played there. Pablo P.