Motherfucker
Idiot Flesh Lyrics


Hillside building, falling grass
Forest filling, velvet pass
Steplike structure, view commanding
Flatland feeding, homeland breeding

Can we see the years fast ticking
Bringing us what will be past?
Should I not say of my own land
"I will never build a house"?
Human rabbits feeding, breeding, leading, needing normal lives
Bringing, banging, clanging, breathing smoke and soot, the man arrives!

Some are thinkers with ideals.
Some are running around waving their arms in the air
With no idea what they are trying to accomplish here

Electric growing, telecom going deeper and deeper into space
One day coming, all have plumbing, save us from this frantic pace!

Fearful feeling not withstanding
Hillside dream I not abandon
Still I stir this troubled question

Shall I wear my last clean sox?
Shall I put them in a box?
Should I wear them out?
Should I have another stout?

When I think I'm only spinning wheels
In hopes of slowly pinning down in mind a firm conclusion
How the fuck to live my life…
Motherfucker

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Comments from YouTube:

White Cheddar

"Electric growing, telecom going deeper and deeper into space"
I can listen to that part over and over again. Simply amazing.

DejaSenti

Gotta love the "some are thinkers with ideals" part. All in all, wonderful avant-prog.

Tonya Harmon

I've never heard before!! But I am definitely picking up some Frank Zappa influence! Along with Disturbed in how the lyrics are quickened towards the end! Even a bit of Dr. Seuss in how parts were written!! LOL!! I Enjoyed This & Will Be Looking For More!!

Doc Ostego

Probably my favorite from the entire CD, there's an almost cartoonish humor in the section where its as if the radio is bugging out.

number7gracestreet

Wes Anderson was not in Idiot Flesh! Wait, was he?

Stacy Mitchell

3:40

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