The Apologist

by Death Of A Ladies' Man

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released March 16, 2019

Recorded by Jaime Hansen at Ryan Olson's Lab and The Larchmont Retreat
All Music Holliday/DOALM

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Track Name: Stagnation Heights
Rumor mill, rumor has it, has a bucket full of heads full of dread, dread's an unofficial art
rumor mill, rumor has it, has a plethora of hands, in them hands are our motherfucking hearts
rumor mill, rumor has it, has a bucket full of heads full of dread, dread's an unofficial art
rumor mill, rumor has it, has a plethora of hands, in them hands are our motherfucking hearts
rumor mills power temperamental riptides
rumor mills power temperamental riptides
rumor mills power temperamental riptides
rumor mills power temperamental riptides
rumor mills power temperamental riptides
rumor mills power temperamental riptides
mortify! mortify! put the screws to! tease, taunt, chide, take a fucking dim view, cauterize a bright mind! up and at 'em! united state of unkind
Track Name: The Church of Situational Awareness
Brought up in the Church of situational awareness Suma Cuma laude grad school of keen eye I have certified Instinct, not paranoia Barter a pinch of my nerve for that good, good spine I may get underfoot But I get understood The thoroughfare is teeming I wince, squinting at the throng Which of you would kill me? Which of you won't bother me at all? Never mean "never mind", I've had opportunities to die- My gut not shy to portend Never mean "never mind" plenty opportunities arrive- My gut your gut won't ever be friends Brought up in the Church of situational awareness Suma Cuma laude grad school of Keen Eye I have certified Instinct, not cheap paranoia Barter a pinch of my nerve for that good good spine I have certified Instinct, not paranoia I have certified Instinct, not paranoia I have certified Instinct, not paranoia I have certified Instinct, not paranoia
Track Name: 33,000 Foot-Pounds Of Illogical Lust
Thick cologne flock tally-ho machismo
Box of rocks
Box of rocks flock
Rude meat, vacuum-packed in ripped jeans
Obscene meat, machismo in stereo
Boys, have yourselves a rough night
Glib libertine, coquetry abysmal
Box of rocks
Box of rocks cock
Fresh libertine, crowing out a window
Obcene meat, catcalls in stereo
Boys, have yourselves a rough night
So, SO troglodyte
Poachers of a sweet light with brutal eyes
We fucking curse thee...
With whole-grown cacophony
Boys, have yourselves a rough night
Track Name: Valsalva
The hecklers tip-top flit unfulfilled And with your blessing they always will Suckers that milk a scene to thrive, blather underwhelming tripe at the uptown flies Saucy dilettante, eat a load of grace- lest you be the bearer of a crow fed face Saucy dilettante, eat a load of grace- lest you be the bearer of a crow fed face Be advised, what the pop song giveth- the pop song taketh away Be advised, when the old guard quibble- the upstarts forge the new jive Be advised, when the marketeer slobbers, the has-beens bet on a taste Do I detect a longing for street cred? It's the passable zeal of forced elation It's the breath of a nature built by guilt It's the comfort we find in resignation It's the death of applause that stills the thrill Be advised, what the pop song giveth- the pop song taketh away Be advised, when the old guard quibble- the upstarts forge the new jive Be advised, when the marketeer slobbers, the has-beens bet on a taste Do I detect a longing for street cred?

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