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Semblance

from Semblance by Casey Tepp

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This town is like a cannon
shooting blood, and rocks, and ice.
I bet I'd make a killing selling
bags of brown basmatti rice.
The treasure is a tin can
spring loaded like a lock
I wanna put away my ticket
hung on the median line, like a spoil't Shiraz.
Whoa down, doggie daddy!
Meet me, your skin so gangrenous
like a sound of a scream so tantalous
the bass player's tryna' dismantle us again.

[CHORUS]
Rossie, Rossie
Why so sad?
Do you feel it make no sense?
Jillayne, Jillayne, Jillayne, Jillayne, Jillayne, angel
OK Computer, won't you play us out again?
And close the book, the seaweed spouts: "Jillayne."

Well, the monkey pee's not workin',
you smashed a while back
and the baby bottom baby's
got your roster now, so simmer down.
It's just my luck to find
a married pal like this.
Do you prefer a marriage vow aloud?
Like a down and out metropolis.
On the corner of Canseco
Can you feel your Chakra's click?
Let the mile high flavor
make a fortress
make desire eclipse again.

[CHORUS]

Well, the Roman numeral's knockin',
at the Neutral Milk Hotel;
Hello, John Prine! Hello Noah!
A round of buzzard shells!
With the winging of a take home
Semblance can suck me now
Disease and serendipities
Oh, pull my heart-brain, love abound.
And I gotta lotta calendars,
so Freemasonry's a go!
Long Tall Sally's ego,
get your stones and rocks a box to go and grow again!

[CHORUS]

Not a messa blue broken Oboes
An elbow bends so wrong
Khalil Gibran and fireworks
amidst a sandy, setting song.
Catch the umpire sellin'
Courtney, nigh the end.
(Improvised)
Gossip, lies, amends.
So, you're moppin' it up when it gets too hard.
Point me to the pain.
Let me be extraordinary.
I'm stable, my saddle's fresh, but I'm spoilt sour again!

[CHORUS] x 2

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from Semblance, released February 3, 2012

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