Unitopians

by Wombs

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credits

released 25 October 2010

Ryan Manning: Guitar, Vocals, Saxxy.
Jayson Gerycz: Drums, Kaoss Pad, Bambino.
Chris Brown: Bass, Keyboard.
Ana Vasquez: Violin, Screaming.
Tristan Kasten-Krause: Upright Bass on "Cone" and "Luxor."
Tim Minor: Trumpet on "Ghost" and "Luxor."

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Track Name: Topiary Living
(Instrumental)
Track Name: God is my co-Pilot
Most of the time you lie to me, now I want your blood. You said that you wouldn't leave me, but the truth is that it was just a show. I know there's a black black figure in the veiled ofay. I know there's a place for each and every one, I know there's place, oh. You can toss lust; just a phase, now I want more blood. If you could see how they treated me...well the truth is that you could never know. I know there's a plan to save you and I know it's me. I know there's a plan for every one of you. I know there's a way out. If I am pain's vessel then lets sink the ship. If I am joy's vessel then let's sink the ship. I've got a whole lot of baggage this boat's gotta tip. Trying to collect your teeth. No one said you needed a friend but I'd say that's not a means to an end and no one said, "Hey man, nice to meet you." God didn't give you the best plans to do. Trying to collect your teeth. There's a hark of a harvest and crisp concrete. No one said you needed a friend and no one said that's a mean's to an end and no one said hey man nice to meet you god didn't give you the best plans to do all the little pieces have fallen no said you need a friend and no one said there's a reason for the end.
Track Name: Protein Shake
I sleep when they want to, I eat when they like, take pills to forget my worries, and I can't get out. Here's a job I like. Here's a car that's nice. Here's a pay that's high. This is me this is me this is mine. Here's a mag I like. See the flexing thigh. Hit with perfect light. This could be me. This could be my thigh. Just yesterday these problems of mine have just grown a spine. And after seven spines you will pay a fine from 1985-2029.
Track Name: Heart & Lungs
Oh my god Courtney. Me and your family. Hormones are racing and I'm afraid and... You've stopped time. Turned sweat into wine. You've stopped time. My child left behind. I was only a seed, since plateaued now I need my hormones to race and to be afraid. We are both skeletons. I don't want this to end. My hormones are racing, there's no escaping.
Track Name: Purple People Bridge
My eggs my babies, you've just hatched, but never cracked. Your mom ain't crazy, just in the mood for a consecration. There's genius in these condoms sleeves, although they're filled up and dried out. So bend your knees and leave her please. She's a bitch and you know it. I didn't want to say it but I'm tired of playing these games you think you're running but you're just running away you're letting your old pumpkin decay. Shut up you cunt bag there's no use in trying. Your tongue keeps ticking like you don't believe in time.
Track Name: Ghost Roast
There's a ghost roast in the night. Burning blankets taking flight. Phosphorescent; not too bright. I don't know what anyone is doing here. I wanna know, where do we go? Wilted glowing, softly crows sing. I don't know what anyone is doing here, but I'm afraid I'm the only one who cares. 92 and there are sure signs of aging, death is awaiting, look at your hands complacent with what you know. 22 and there are no signs of aging but I've been engaging burning the sheets, watching the ash as it goes. oh no how sad your bones have grown.
Track Name: Epoch-0
Tell me something that will make me hate myself. I'm a simple simple person but I believe I'm every book on the shelf. I want to sever several dreams but I need you to tear to seams. We're having a baby, it's going to be famous. You're soo creative. I'm just not the creative type? This job is only temporary. My problem is: I think too much. I just think too much. From crib to walker consensual stalkers. Self-consious hypocrite, it's circular, it's infinite.
Track Name: Cone Bearing Trees
And the things they are more like they are now then they ever were before; cone bearing trees.
Track Name: Luxor Tavella
1920 waterfront we set ourselves free. That's all I ever wanted, we made it then I parted with you. Some years later, can't betray the promise we made. I waited in the garden, now I must look retarded to you. Oh my god time has gone and erased me. Oh my god, here in bed. Oh my god, do you hate...do you hate me? Markets we'd sell golden sea shells sewn into our clothes. I will not pardon, though I must look retarded to you. Did you know I was once a child? Did you know? Did you know I was beautiful? Did you know?