Текст песни: Observations from the West Gash, a Short Story by Muckraker Jones + перевод

At the Southwall Corner Club

Standard levitation shrubs

After mortar pestle ground

With a Luminous Russula

Got a quest beyond the Odai

Of LA on a date with

Sugar-Lips Habasi sipping mild

Cafe au-laits and

Now the yields from

The fields of Kummu

They ain’t coming in

Investigating along the

West Gash Region

But shit I’m jittering off them

Zapatista beans and the homegirl

Ain’t give enough info for

My journal seams

I said this used to be a home, yeah (x2)

I said this used to be a home

Spilling words, drowning tomes

Drafted by the scuba divers

Glued spines with oxic notes

The choral bleaching efforts of

One or two bereft technicians

Wordsmiths without tradition

Coffee stains

And cynicism

(word)

I said this used to be a home, yeah

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