written, performed, produced, and mixed by giuseppe andrews. tracks 2, 4, 5 feature ED on lead guitars.

GOOD MORNING COLUMBUS
a baby was born with a tattooed head in the middle of the desert on a water bed, and it pondered the endless world, thinking of just one word, it reaches me, the circle of talking trees, so good morning, Columbus, i'm living a cosmic dream, and if we wind up on the street some day, we're gonna still be eternal energy, while we empty our saddle bag and fill it will donkey laughs, i got a feeling that will never fly, like a river that machine dries, so good morning Columbus, i'm ready to shed some light, a baby was born with a tattooed head in the middle of the dessert on a water bed, and it's first word was "perfect"… it reaches me, the beauty of everything, so good morning Columbus, i'm living a cosmic dream. miniature monkeys dance, are you willing to take that chance? so good morning Columbus, the planets are in a trance, i'm putting my tutu on, i know that mind can't be gone, so good morning Columbus, the moon has become the sun

VACCINE
drug industry, where's the monkey on the train? is it me? tarahumara cities sure are mistaken. it's time for our awaken. plug the vaccine, will it stop what i can get or give it to me, tug puppet strings, but they won't speak for you one day, they'll sing tarahumara, cities sure are mistaken, tarahumara it's time for our awaken, tarahumara we've gone far, but all backwards, the culture i saw there was one with nature, they lived for ideas, the kind of ideas that freed, brought them closer to simplicity, as we climbed the mountain to their village, i shed my society, i realized it had betrayed me, supported my separation with the universe and other beings, i took another step … reclaim yourself… journey…back.

ENVIRO-NAZI
ethanol, formaldehyde walls, niagra will soon have flouride waterfalls. hairspray, perfume, cologne, cleaners, all should be a misdemeanor. BPA, pesticide, kiss my aspartame cause i'm an enviro-nazi. every time a diesel truck poisons me i'd like to run him off the road, if i knew they wouldn't hit a tree, cause i'm an enviro-nazi. i used to like a fish taco now and then, but the ocean's full of poo poo and radiation, when we gonna stop with the nuclear power, it seems like we're destroying something new every hour. we even started dumping our trash in outer space, what we've done to all this beauty is a damn disgrace.

TROTSKY
freedom, fuck fascism, we are living our lives as expressions of one. you're lies, we don't need em. when you're milking the pig, then you're sucking the dog. here in the dawn at the door and windows, door and windows everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, kick out the windows, show you care. freedom, fuck fascism, we are living our lives as expressions of one. you're lies, we don't need em. when you're milking the pig then you're sucking the dog. oppressors, arrest them. they are teaching the kids to be robot-regime hands. heaven, send aliens, we will not milk the pig, you will now suck the dog. up on the roof is the sound of bird feet, sound of bird feet in my hair, in my hair, in my hair, comb that bird shit out your hair.

NO EMO
so emotional, flamingo bingo, no emo. they decide when their bodies gonna do the die. create a thought, i told you not to play with that, i told you not to play with that, you crazy ass. you give another kid a fuckin gun, tell the child to go have some fun. my reaction? i wish it no emo. baby world, i heard a rumor we're a baby world. i should have guessed it, when the traffic light got more cameras, and all that shit has got to come before the poison going to the universe, don't we know that we're only part of our entire soul. but baby, one day we be all our soul, yo, i think i'm goin no emo. because it's too emotional. flamingo bingo? no, emo. they decide when their bodies gonna do the die. create a thought, i told you not to fuck with that. i told you not to fuck with that you crazy ass. you give another kid a fucking gun. you tell the child to go kill someone. my reaction, i wish it no emo.

CAMOUFLAGE
camouflage, you can't hide a thing from me, see them lies, well you could be them lies, hiding all the present under the bed, so we can all live in the past instead. camouflage, can you keep a secret please, here's another crumb so you won't be a bum. see that bird, well you could be that bird, see that sky, well you could be that sky, see that truth, well you could be that truth, see that lie, well you could be that lie. hiding all the info all of the time, so we can all live in a pool of slime, see that blue, well you could be that blue, see that hoop, well you could be that too. camouflage consciousness poop poop poop, hiding all the present under the bed. maybe there's a washing machine in our heads, maybe there's a bank where you just take what's bled. see that blood, well you could be that blood, see that plant, well you can be that plant, camouflage you can't hide a thing from me, see them lies, well you could be them lies, there's a war for your mind (there's a war for your mind sung in african words) there's a war for your mind, no you'll never get mine. there's a war for your mind.

TV / AUTOMATON (inst.)

SKELTAR
lung, you need to move over, you're right on my shoulder. he's right when he say this aint the only way to crash. two hearts for a pillow, which way does you're head go? these quarters are tight, i'm going somewhere else tomorrow night, instead of sleeping in the animals, sleeping by a rib, is it fine for now, guess it'll have to be, kid, guess it'll fucking have to be seen, so now i believe it, my energy's separate, one part in the pig, one half in the chicken, we're sleeping in the animals, sleeping by a rib. is it fine for now, guess it'll have to be kid. guess it'll fucking have to be. please farmer johnson, could you please move your johnson? it's right in my face man, it's too big for this place man. tuck it up, tuck it in, suck it up, suck it in. kidney, can i get some more blanket? these pigs hog the blanket. these pigs are hogs. i'm done sleeping in the animals.

ATLAS-TIZ
time is on. no time off. night till dawn. atlas-tiz. i know it's none of my biz, but i love to see my eyes from the outside when they take me for a space ride. and we're meeting while i'm sleeping and it's spinning, atlas wonders. oh god, when you kissed me, when you kissed my lips, it was more than swapping spit. naked, walking my soul, more than just a mural. no time off. night till dawn atlas-tiz, i know it's none of my business, but i love to see my eyes from the outside when they take me for a space ride. oh god, when you kissed me, when you kissed my lips, subconsciously i saw the meeting, more than just a mural. fake sheep losing count now, no time off, night till dawn atlas-tiz. oh, god when you kissed me, when you kissed my lips (swapping spit), when we met i saw the mural

THE HOLLOW
so many symptoms, why do we treat them. why don't we just fix the problem. how can it happen over and over. our brains get scrambled like an egg, old and tired, all the shit that they present. aren't you sick of this dumpster mail…chemie trail, narco-nods, separate gods, better breath, fear of death, cheesier cheese, spare me please. send it all to the hollow. send it all out to the honkey house. the source is in creation, the glaciers melt to waterfalls. the sparks of love unique to all, the worms emerge as butterflies. the canvas of the sky. just like in those summer days when all the seagulls smiled, re-carpeting the ocean floor, our walks went on for miles. so many symptoms, why do i treat them, why don't i just fix the problem, how can it happen over and over. big picture scrambled, frying pans for sale, in the dumpster mail, mental jail, parrot perch, t.v. church, public school, power tool, steakier steak, give me a fucking break, send it all to the hollow. sending this out to the honkey house. the source is in creation. it's plan unraveling perfectly. the tiny seed grows into trees. while they sell me one more thing i need. let's clean it up and watch that garbage burn, into our selfs return, they make us feel so small, how quickly we forget it all, those days before we came to earth, together in the light of one, exploring new dimensions, why should this be any different?

GOOD NIGHT GIUSEPPE (inst)