Dumb mmmn
"Theories pass. The frog remains."
- Jean Rostand
Favorite track: Black Cylinder.
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Frogs
02:26
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Frogs
They keep o'hauntin' me
They keep o'comin' in
Into my house...
And my air is gettin' thin
My air is gettin' thin...
Frogs
They're everywhere...
All'o my house is full of them
And the walls are closin' in
They wanna eat me up
They've come to heighten 'n hop
Before my endin', oh
Gonna fry 'em all up
Until the mornin' comes
Ya came to frighten me? Well, so be it!
Them briny wights... will go down!
Uh!
These frogs
They keep o'hauntin' me
Bring on the feedin' now!
Mh-hm
Come, take a bite!
Uh-huh
Your frogs
They keep o'hauntin' me
They keep o'comin' into my house
And my air is gettin' thin, oh
My belly's is fulla them
Oh, they're tastin' kinda funny, ya know
Them killin's kinda funny, ya know
Yer frogs, won't let them get to my spine, ew!
I find them gettin' kinda funny, ya know
Think i'm achin? Oh, y're markedly wrong!
Come on! They're tastin' kinda funny, ya know
Uh huh, yeah!
Them gettin' kinda funny, you know
All yer frogs, they're not dauntin' at all
They're gettin' kinda funny, ya know
These frogs...
Aw, they're gettin' kinda funny, ya know
These frogs...
They're gettin' kinda funny, ya know
These frogs...
They're gettin' kinda funny, ya know
Yeah, tis gettin' kinda funny, ya know
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Seven Slugs O'Mud
02:23
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I am the slugde
I am the swamp
The swamp is me, baby
Seven slugs o'mud
Is all that it takes
To be a part o'me
Seven slugs o'mud
Down the mud!
Down the mud!
Down the mud!
Down the mud!
Down the mud!
Down the mud, now!
Down the mud, yeah!
Down the mud, ah yeah!
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Mill Wheel Alchemy
03:21
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The Mudhole Stomp
03:08
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Go on down all the way
Through the ferns and the hollows
Blank the haints and all the warnings
Till you find them on the hill
Smeared with mud... feel the heat
When they're doin the Mudhole Stomp, yeah
Hm, uh, yeah!
They're castin' magic in the brewery
Doin's that you never witnessed
Methanol and all the alchemy
Runes and spells durin' your own butchery
Yeah... they will rip yer eyes all out
Cook your innards... in a pot
And then they'll do... the Mudhole Stomp, ah
The Mudhole Stomp, mh-hm
Yeah
Until yr boney, scraggy-boney
Throw in the shrooms... and the herbs
Cooked meatless, oh
Your soup'll burn the ground
Mmmmh
An incantation and a howl
Oooowwww!
Mh-hm, doin' the mudhole stomp, yeah
Moonshine now
Mulled mead
Mh-hmm...
Yeah' and we're doin the mudhole stomp
Yeah
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5. |
Undead Waters
02:07
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It was dark
When the flood crept in
The hoodoo got ahold of everyone
The tides went high... everywhere
The skies went upside down
There was fire raining
Snakes arose from the deep
While the crescent moon stood in blood
C'mon
Get on board, get on board
Get on board...
Untie the boats
Put the Bladderwrack on
Keep your garlic close
We're goin' marauder, yeah
It's time... to board the boats now
And sail the waters
Don't drink the water / Sail the water
We'll sail the waters...
Don't drink the water / Of the undead
We'll sail the waters of the undead
We're sailin' waters of the undead
It's time to board...
We're sailin' undead waters
We're sailin' waters of the undead
We're sailin' waters of the undead
We're sailin' waters of the undead
Don't drink the water
We're sailin' the waters of the undead / C'mon, get on board
C'mon, get on board
We'll sail the waters of the undead / Get on board!
We're sailin' waters of the undead
We're sailin' waters of the undead
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6. |
Mine To Grind
03:06
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To haunt or to fade?
Ease my soul
And feed my mind
What's hard to take
Be mine to grind, yeah
To Grind, to find
To better not see
Torn to chips and pieces
Grind to find
All what's left of them
Torn to chips and pieces
So double my jive
To haunt or to fade?
Ease my soul
And feed my mind
And double my jive
What's hard to take
Be mine
Be mine to grind, yeah
Mmh
Yeah
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Potions & Secrets
01:25
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Black Cylinder
02:25
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Mind
Feels so unbound and loose tonight
She took everything
My heart, my pride, my dough, my pot
Even my hat
With gutter groove
And all the anger summed within
She ate my thunder
Chewed all my pride
Oh, who could bind
What's undead and loose tonight?
A demon born in acid
I'll boil the pond that's her life
Awake the sunken
Find myself a good deal tonight
Cast off the Evil Eye
For the rite down in the swampland bay
Bone to bone
Swallowin' the fire
We're gluin' bodies, hahaha
And groovin' by Orunla
Bring it up!
I pay no mind to a lil' death
There's all secrets caged
Inside my black cylinder
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9. |
Gorgon's Gold
04:03
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Totem in the gorgon's ground
Down in the tomb, I'm dashin' a pickax thru the soil
With the goddess I speed and the devil I know
I'll be diggin' down, bearin' a heart of gold, yeah
Whistlin' a mean, dark song
While I'm sloshing through the mud, yeah
Oh!
Dare me, cope me, callin' out
As I fall into the hole, yeah
Aaaargh!
Met the Gorgonaut
Through them mountains, eatin' them diamonds
I saw her, breathin' alcohol
Durin' a scuffle, she took tongue and eyes of mine
Left me half-dead, mad and fundless
Sayin' I wun't need it at all
Demon, out!
With yer golden mane
All moths are sold now
And we're brethrem worth of gold, yeah
Kinkin' a node, blessed with doom
Eatin' reams and reams of gold
Eatin' reams and reams of gold
And I tied her to a broom
Nah, she won't bug me anymore
We were all thrown into the night
And while the answer's yet to deign
We're oh-so countin' on our lot
Though generator's runnin' dry, yeah
Whew!
Yeah!
Oh, bitter coom
Come my crows and come my children
Thrown in shackles, bound to rot
Trapped her safe in a boll
And I'm lost in her mine
Within the bowels o' the Earth
Scratchin' some writings on(to) the wall
One bite of sympathy for me, ah!
And there's shallow gloom all around, mh...
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10. |
Within Temples Of Mold
03:26
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11. |
Journey Of The Serpents
03:37
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Take all morn, make it night
With the hissin' tone of a snake, ah
Stir it with a spoon made of bone
They're curled-up, sleepin' on my lap
Oh
Bloody, facin' dawn again, mh
Constructed it wide and tall
Thought I'd gone / Through the void I did go
But I'm born again in them / In the vivid light I recurred
Mhh
Takin' all morn, makin' it night
Reptilian stone, bitter charm
Where my twisted buildin's breathe
I'll eat what remains of my heart, yeah
Alright...
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