DEMZ RIP

DEMZ RIP
by Vantana Row

“Unikivar C.A.”
Unikivar C.A.
Unikivar C.A.
Unikivar C.A.
Unikivar C.A.

Immediatley upon his death
They had to face the question
They had to face suggestions
Where do we go?
What are we doing now?
The once leader, with strength on his arms
And wings on his back
Wisdom pouring from his mouth
He fought for us
He fought to keep the group above cold water
To which he was denied
Were once a crowd, we now divide

For years we would cry
Unikivar C.A.
Rest in thine peace
Unikivar C.A.

“Screen Centipede”
Many are dreaming to live
I am not living the dream
I watch a screen
Though, the people, they bore me

I am not living the dream
I am not living the dream
I am not living the dream
I watch a screen
I watch the screen

Another song
Another cigarette
Another thing I regret

Regret

“Ounces Of Older Thoughts”
Lest we forget
But may I remember the best
But may I remember the best
But may I remember the best

It’s time to live more and more
It’s time to live more and more
More

“I’m Gon’ Die A Woman”
I’m gon’ die a woman
This is the underlining dead look
Some dead going on
But then after that it’s…
You were just like shit
So I stopped
Believe me
I don’t wanna be fucking pretty
Who wants to be treated like an object?
Who wants to be treated like an object?

I’m trying to find exactly how I belong with that shit
And how I dress

I’m gon’ die a woman
Who wants to be treated like an object?

“The Wand Posture”
Get into the habit of directing
Messages of love, good will and encouragement
To your inner self

The way that you feel changes the world
The way that you feel changes the world

If a burglar comes to your house
The grass astral will pull you back
Question 3:
Are these dangers imaginary?

You will realize at once that such a formula
Has a far greater value than merely to prove sensitivity

Occult knowledge
Be a witch

“Kami Tank”
Irrelevant, some people say they never saw it until then
No ones cares, so what?
It was so hot, sexy, irreverant, hard to put it down
Speculate what god made
They called him a stunt man
But really he was just a four square-legged dog
No one even knows him
He didn’t exist

“It’z In Red Ink Now”
Call it an identity crisis
Even call it a midnight tritip
But you found a better way
But you found a better way

Call it an identity crisis
Call it midnight tritip
But you found a better way
I bet you found a better way

“Charging At A Game”
God
God
Where the fuck are you?
You know I love you
I want you back
Saint or a sinner’s friend
Fuck all the bullshit
I just want you fucking back

“We’ll Have Money Tomorrow”
No cigarettes
We paid our rent
But management
Hatin on this shit
You would think they’d be proud
It’s fucking Christmas
We took all of the change
In our piggy bag
Brought the gas
To drive insane
To drive in circles

We’ll have money tomorrow

“Greyz”
This repetition keeps running running
Throughout my body
An angel loves me, just hug me
And just keep solid on these waves

A mirror, I stare her
She seems a different body
But I don’t worry
I ‘m just sailing on these waves
Sailing on these waves

Oh keep me comfy, these rockies
I have to, have to brave
I swear I’ll bare it
Maybe scared it or it’s takin a break
If I must feel it I’ll feel it
As a stranger no, stranger that
I might find my greys
In the manger you ranged her
You rearranged my face
In the story there’s glory
There is a fender fey

“Armored War Tag Of Jym Davis”
I’m in the world
On the planet
In my mind
While I plan it
On the planet
In my mind
On the planet
On the planet
In my mind
While I plan it
Father thine
Is a fragment of mine

The weight of the world

Mines my eye
Mines my heart

“Lost Continents”
True
True

Primitives do not invent very often
Primitives do not invent very often
Or perhaps I should say
That their inventions are not often adopted
In a consertive way they call this a tribal environment

True
True
True
Primates

Hence, the same invention might have finally been made
In tribal society, many times before, it finally took

True
True
True
Primates do not invent very often

“Nothing Really Mattress”
At the bottom of the lake
Filled with cool jackets
The top of my mind
On a heated mattress
The lord, your god is a singer
In a dress that you could never afford

Filled with the color yellow

I feel like we’ve really arrived
I feel like its about fucking time
I’m fucking happy
I feel like its about fucking time

All of tha magic we gonna do bae
I feel like its about fucking time
All of tha magic we gonna do bae
I feel like its about fucking time

I’m gonna die happy
I’m finally fuckin excited about something

All of tha magic we gonna do bae
I feel like its about fucking time
All of tha magic we gonna do bae
I’m finally fuckin excited about something
All of tha magic we gonna do bae

At the bottom of the lake
Filled with cool jackets
The top of my mind
On a heated mattress
The Lorde, your god is a singer
In a dress that you could never afford

Filled with the color yellow

“When I Told His Curtain”
Okay girls, two minutes til the opening time, are you ready?
We’re gonna tear this shit apart
Opera house is gonna be fucked up now
We’re not going shopping at the mall no more
We’re not going shopping at the mall no more

“Now That Can Be The Songest”
We fucked it up

“I Zaid, Poor”
By now, you can say I’m not the alpha mail, delivering to every town
But you can bet on that, that I am not relenting
From anytime, from then till now

You and I are poor together
And on our way to
Being our only possessions
And best of friends

“I’d Ratherz Beez In Thine Ocean Zand-It”
‘Cause I wish you would..
Enjoy yourself
I know you do…now
But wait
Wait for it
Wait…

I’d rather be in the ocean
Bernie Mac!

Make me see it
Please, tell me to my face
That, I have a face to be told
My economy is tanking
But my fishies are suprisingly out of the tank now
Yeah, they’re really grown up
And are now out on their own,
Taking on the world
I’m really proud ’cause they’d rather be in the ocean
And I’d rather be in the ocean

Bernie Mac!

“Sleep It”
New England
Yeah take a cab then sleep in it
New England Fish N’ Chips
All my sins are on my forehead
New England
Take a cab

Speak it
Mix it
Drink it
Spell it

Take a cab

“From City Life”
(Two kinds of motion)
Then a warship comes to the rescue
(Go to make up an earthquake)
Just as the whole party is down
(First comes a vibration or quivering)
On one of the dives and in the resulting fracas
(Generally less then) (an inch in amplitude)
The bathsphere cable is broken
They sink down to the bottom
(But sometimes)
Are sucked in, into
(violent enough to)
The Atlanteans’ waterworks
(Make stones leap from the ground)
The Atlanteans’ waterworks
(From the ground)
Who lead (And houses tumble about their owner’s heads)
A lotus-eater’s life
(may break the water maines and keep people from city life)
Making love, working and sleeping for days at a time
(From city life)
They are descendant from the few
(From city life)

“Savez Water”
If I save it up right and I
Take enough time I know
I’ll be alright I know
You’ll be just fine
You’ll be just fine
If I save it up right
Save it up right
Save it up right
I’ll be alright
Think rational
Just guide yourself
Just guide yourself
You’ll be alright

“Edging Goltress For The Sake Of I Be Back In Town One Day Betta Catch You Climbin Girl”
Fucking proud

Climb
Climb
Climb

It’s when you try yourself on

I know how to climb
I know how to climb

She was just a girl
And then they told she could have success
They caught her climbing
Climb

“What Was The Name Of The Original Building?”
He doesn’t like it
Hes gonna become an architect tomorrow
Top knotch
That’s what his dad said
Top knotch
The most original building

“If It Makes You Happy (Tribute to Sheryl Crow)”
I’ve been long, a long way from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes
And drank ’til I was thirsty again
We went searching through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo’s rifle, Marilyn’s shampoo
And Benny Goodman’s corset and pen
Well, okay I made this up
I promised you I’d never give up

If it makes you happy
It can’t be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?

Get down and real low down
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
Well who hasn’t been there before?
I come round, around the hard way
Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
And serve you French toast again
Well, okay I still get stoned
I’m not the kind of girl you’d take home

If it makes you happy
It can’t be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?

 

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