This Is Your Brain On Bugs
by BANGLADEAFY!
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Digital Album
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Allergies
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Young Curmudgeons
01:47
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Snake Charmer
02:49
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Consumers By Candlelight
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Tomahawk
02:42
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Bedbugs
01:25
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Carsick
02:23
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Burn The Witches
03:29
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credits
released 28 May 2011
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- Track Name: Where The Steer Go To Die
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Last night, we saw lights in the sky
Moving like something our physics defy
land in the valley where the steer go to die
and in the distance I heard a coyote cry
Then the morning came with a blazing sun
Leaving no trace of what the night had done
It's a thousand degrees and I'm ready to scream
"The land has been burnt by a laser beam"
What you won't do: Station ourselves in the hills
(repeat) - Track Name: Allergies
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When your mother had to watch what you ate
and executors thought they could seal your fate
You laid your trap and you took your bait
This deadly cocktail, it's arriving too late
Pry the truth from your cold dead hands
Plans put in place when you left the stand
Execute the innocent, not part of your plan
Execute the innocent, not part of your plan
(repeat) - Track Name: Consumers By Candlelight
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Get sick from your dumpster snack
you're unconformed so it makes you a hack
watch sheepdogs keeping grazing by the streams
of your thoughts controlled and your coupons redeemed
Take the town with a clever slogan
Old folks think you must be joking
Paint the town with a clever slogan
Old folks think you must be joking - Track Name: Bedbugs
- Bedbugs under your bed
- Track Name: Burn The Witches
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The devil takes shape in a church bell tower
The punishments will come at the high noon hour
This worship, it's rattling the hive
While the kamikaze pilots prepare for their dive
"There must be a witch among us" says the town crier
Let's sort them out or the consequence is dire
Question doctors who are healing no one but their own
Question all the haggards who are living all alone
