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LIZARDBONES (the story of 2=3) as told by the sheik Let me tell you a little story ladies and gentlemen about a gentlemen named psiphinous he went ridin' out of the jungle, into lancaster out to the streets yeah when he saw a big old damn tumble weed it was rolling down the avenue L. that's right, rolling down and it never seems to stop so he followed it across the land, across the dessert sand found himself in the middle of a nowhere land looking at the sky like he's never seen anything so high psiphinous where have you been tonight chatting with the lizards oh no,all i know is you better not swallow that well somewhere out there in the middle of nowhere he met a boy named skunky D picking his teeth with the bones of a dead lizard from three years ago that he use to be best friends with, but they had a little falling out you know what i mean anything goes out there in lancaster yeah yeah they had themselves a can of beans a nice little campfire by the mountain stream along came this vagabond lookin for some smoke lookin for some smoke well you know like every dope fiend they stick around to see if they can discover the scene if they can see the plea, they can see the need. but they know better than stick around forever when the blow gets low you ain't got no smoke no more naw naw da dda thum well i see from far away i see what I need to see i see someone out in the distance taking his hands off his knees and getting up and taking a walk towards me who could be? who could it be? it must be psiphonius, psiphinous, psiphilonius. well i found myself wandering in the dessert and i cooked me a lizard cause i knew it'd taste so god damn good at least i thought it would yeah i was hungry and i hadn't eaten for days and what should a brother do? and here comes this tall redheaded motherfucker they call psiphilonion and he walked up to me and said Yo? you got any smoke? i got some holy smoke! let it blow! so i saw some trails coming from far way and i thought it was some kind of roadrunner but it must have been that skunk everybody knows at that funky D they call the brother he was comin from behind psiphinous trailing away tall motherfucker skinny and pale but i liked him anyway so these two gentelemen were standing right in front of me and i couldn't comprehend why one pulled out a harmonica another a bucket and we got down to rocking, up all day all night there in lancaster where the sand blows and it never stops never stops, never stops it's flow never stops in lancaster where the better part of the dustbowl is still strong and flowing across this great divide. let it blow. Check out the artist's website: http://23site.com Track List: 1. Mercury Rose 2. Ghost 3. The Weaver 4. Pellets (to my armoured chest) 5. Indigo 6. Envy Other Genres:
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