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I smell spilled milk
something out of a sick spoiled cow
concrete dead squirrel
just you and me and a beautiful girl
caught your eye in the cracks
smilin' you look me back in the eye
just goes in circles the machine is so smooth
mother makes father makes daughter makes you
born into concrete just a husband and wife
I hope you inherit a kshatriya's eyes
a smell so foul
25 children in half of a house
one and one half
circles you drew on the walls in the bath
see your face in the cracks
smiling you look yourself back in the eyes
circles you drew in the tub
what will I do with my love?
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have you heard a bird call,
and admired such a sound?
bright stomachs, all shouting,
worms in pigeon mouths
can a canary get hungry
without feeling so disgusting
I don't (can a canary) believe
(it's good money) it can
have you seen a cardinal
beside a bird of prey?
chickenhawk with black talons
but she stands there anyway
well you can can a canary,
it's good money, just don't let them
know who's running the store (can a canary)
ignore (get hungry?) the signs
Don't let them go,
oh no, no, no
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cut me off, cut me off
(of the head)
knock it off, knock it off
(of the stairs)
shared an ear and eye
one will not survive
unborn twin, alone twin
unstable on oxygen
alone again under the glass
alone at last, at last
cut me off, cut me off
(of this stuff)
knock it off, knock it off
(of this crap)
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junk sick, is a hollow heart
filled and used in an afternoon?
well, was it a tablespoon
that took your test, your
out-of-bed?
passing time, all the time
a game of chess, in and out
over and under duress
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out on a limb at least
without a wait in line
only the daylight speaks
and every word goes
all in the left ear
one word, one in front of you
call to the cold here, unhold my hand
born on a torn sleeve,
wide-open to surgery
no more favors, already dead
under a one-way mirror
with or without your clothes
there in a sterile sheet,
someone to stare in
If I was a doctor
I would never ask you wear
to be treated, already told
in love or in labor
I've nothing to give to you
no more favors,
unhold my hands
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I see acid, ICD
I saw, she saw
everybody saw my
heartbeat, heartbeat,
heartbeat, heartbeat
do my heart bleed free?
do my heart beat right?
do my heart bleed free?
do my heart beat white?
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turn the light off
put your hands where they belong
in the dark where you know it's your
desire to be, swallow circle sleep
Turn your lights off
put your hands where they belong
in the dark where you notice
you're designed to repeat
swallow, circle, sleep
swallow with your mouth full
let go when your hand's full
put your hand in your
hand in your hand in your
hand in your hand
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got two hands
got two arms
I'd rather have
none at all
I don't know why
I don't know why
aint gonna fake
no work of art
not gonna make
no broken heart
i don't know why
i don't know why
paint yourself a picture in a line
repetitions all you're going to find
I don't know why
I don't know why
it does
is this free will?
or something else?
just run around
repeat myself
I don't know why
I don't know why
paint yourself a circle in a line
repetition's all you're going to find
a dog that runs in circles 'til it dies
won't find peace in something you describe
i don't know why
i don't know why
it does
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It's in DNA
Just can't communicate
won't turn gears in head
small talk stay instead
no use shaking hands
just shake chains instead
poor Mephistopheles
won't have no free speech
gaslight won't get me
tried to get out
I got caught
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I'm caught in conflict
no cotton goddess
no arms, no legs
oh god, no way
no sex, reproduction
it's mindless indulgence
no pro-create, oh god,
no way, it's got in the way
god in the way
it's constant conflict
it's fought with con-men
no arms, no race
oh god, no way
no drunk in the coffin
forgotten unconscious
no love, no hate,
oh god, no way
it's got in the way
god in the way
god has a game
and it's got DNA
I've got to say
that I'm not going to play
it's god in the way
god in the way
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go back, crow black
sundown drips into town
nightmare right where
all you ever wanted was a mouth
we play for voices, talk in our heads
right now, it sounds like the dead
alright except inside of mine
(get me out)
I might (inside out)
get used to you
alright except inside a mind
(get me out) don't let
(word get out) of my
head unscrewed
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sitting in the basement,
sitting in the basement,
smells like a dog died
living in the ceiling
living in the ceiling
unlike, unkind
sitting where the door is
beneath the floor is
nothing to eat
bring me to the basement
tell me where my face went
I'd like to breathe
I'm low, left for my own white door
I'm low, left for my own no more
mirrors in the moonlight
let me know that you might
keep me alive
in my time of dying
in my time of dying
bury me by
I'm in a white room
I'm in a white room
all of the time
push me through a white tube
push me through a white tube
an MRI
I'm low left for my own white door
shown no more, I own no more
Left me by an MRI
I'm in the woods
I knew you would
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(she's got)
you know that she's a girl
not a boy born with our legs
she ain't gonna get no respect,
respect when she's grey
she don't eat with her teeth upon her ears
she don't pray every day just to feel weird
gonna go away, too much space,
I got nothing to say
getting paid, getting paid
to say something queer
she gets torn when she's born
out of the sky, she don't get
no respect when she dies
go away, get away i don't want you to stay
too much space, too much space, you men always sway
she gets torn and she's born loud in the sky,
she don't get no respect when she cries
she's got balls
she's got balls
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sometimes when I'm feelin'
I know what she wants
even in the evening
I know what she wants
It could be nothing,
but something still would come
now that we've been loving
I know what she wants
what she wants
be patient as a patient in a cell
stay there while the nurse is sick as well
she is made of plastic, instructions in a book
purple colored boxes and pregnancy tests she took
there is no suit for you
to wear in the radiation room
buy yourself another year to rest
by yourself with metal in your chest
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take him to the hospital
still alive, still alive
broken cigarette machine
on the wall, on the wall
ah, swallow them all
Who cares if they saw?
Not breaking the law
swallow
ah, swallow them all
who cares if its wrong?
still breaking the law
swallow
take him to the hospital
still alive, still alive
the medicine that you didn't need
after all, after all
I'll swallow them all
who cares if they saw?
not breaking the law
swallow
I'll swallow them all
who cares if it's wrong
not breaking the law
swallow, swallow
I went down to St James Infirmary
I wanted to see my baby there
she was layed down on a long white table
so cool, so cold, so fair
let her go, let her go,
god bless her wherever she may be
I could search this whole wide world over
but she'd never find a sweeter man than me
when I die please bury me
In my high-top stetson hat
put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
so the boy'll know that I was standing pat
I met two crap-shooters to be my pallbearers
and pretty women to sing no songs
take the trash man, ride by my hearse wagon
raise hell as I stroll along
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when I get old, if I get by
there might be holes,
there might be holes in my spine
something in the air got into me
there's nothing there a chest that's bare
something incomplete
do you have something to be?
do you have something to see?
when I get out I'll feel so thin
because a human isn't human
in it's skin, does it need blood?
does it need glass? we'll give them
pills white pills in cups
to make them last
do you have something to be?
do you have something to see?
do you have something, nothing,
something, nothing, something to be?
when I get old, if I get old
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pushing through the market square
so many mothers sighing
news had just come over
we had five years left to cry in
news guys wept and told us
earth was really dying
cried so much his face was wet
then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house
favorite melodies, I saw boys
toys electric irons and TV
my brain hurt like a warehouse
it had no room to spare
I had to push so many things
to fit everything in there
and all the fat skinny people
and all the short tall people
and all the nobody people
and all the somebody people
never thought I'd need
so many people
a girl my age went off her head
hit some tiny children
if the black hadn't have pulled her off
I think she would've killed them
a soldier with a broken arm
fixed his stare to the wheel of a Cadillac
a cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I saw you in an ice cream parlor
drinking milkshakes cold and long
smiling and waving and looking so fine
don't think you knew you were in this song
it was cold and it rained and I felt like an actor
so I thought of ma and how I need to get back there
your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
we got five years stuck on my eyes
five years, what a surprise
five years, my brain hurts a lot
five years, that's all we got
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Herein lies The Zygotes' final performance at Kafe Kerouac in 2019 in Columbus accompanied by two live studio performances of their early days at WYSO studio in Yellow Springs and Really Real Studio in Dayton, 2016. Likely a bookend to the Zygotes' catalogue, this is their first and only live album and represents the cherished Dayton tradition of a Zygotes show.
released September 21, 2020
Mastered by Joey Beach
Kafe Kerouac sound by Matthew S. McCroskey (@hhazelboyy)
WYSO sound by Peter Hayes
Really Real sound by Joey Beach
Levi Mastin on Bass, Zade Walters on Keys, Austin Nichols on drums @ Really Real Studio,
Matt Carey on Drums, Zade Walters on Bass @ Kafe Kerouac
Levi Mastin on Autoharp, Zade Walters on Cello and Mandolin, Austin Nichols on Bass @ WYSO
Simon Kingston on Guitar and Vocals
Cover Art by Sean Doore
