1. |
March Of The Legion
12:50
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2. |
Flame Over Cleveland
07:42
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3. |
Deathguard
03:18
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"DEATHGUARD"
Last days are first during this time:
Foreboding polarity nine.
One deadly decree has come from the clouds,
And to disagree is never allowed!
We conclude all boulevards
In the presence slow of Deathguard!
I see the growing horror on your face
With bodies cramped through insufficient space!
Birth control alone will not work,
So sextanasia has now gone berserk!
Every hand includes a discard
In the presence slow of Deathguard!
Deathguard is a man!
Deathguard will make sure that you die!
The ache it leaves behind my chest
Still pounds on, refuses to rest.
Analogy conceptual,
Executioner official…
Every room becomes a graveyard
In the presence slow of Deathguard!
[Copyright 1976 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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4. |
Near To Nova
07:35
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5. |
The Loner
02:15
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"THE LONER"
A handful of children
Sat in the warm dust
At the foot of the hill.
The flaming sun and the clinging dirt
Bronzed their fragile forms
As they made castles of sand
And then smashed them!
From daybreak to dusk,
They created and destroyed
And created and destroyed
And created again…
Until, as night was about to fall,
One lone youngster stood up,
His eyes as wide as the horizon,
And staring the blood-red moon in the face,
Asked, "WHY?"
[Copyright 1975 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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6. |
Origin
07:22
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"ORIGIN"
Moon with pupil arms and the half-man in the sky,
Adorned silver, rushing climate passed me by!
I love the wind,
But I can’t begin
To ride the wind…
Yet…
It allows my thoughts to range!
It sets to mind a new game!
It erases all my pain!
Accept my nytronic fortunes
Near below my skin!
Breathe even inside the inchworm!
Awesome air wins!
I ride the wind!
Where goes constriction?
Where goes social prison?
Where goes the cylinder
When I fire my wonder?
Cramped in orbit
Above this shattered sphere,
Screeching, skimming
Off the atmosphere!
Stars blur in streaks;
Streaks become nets,
Visual effects
Parenthetical to their source!
Saturnine and diminutive, dark worlds collide
Deep inside of me as I mount my moving bride!
I ride the wind,
But I can’t begin
To love the wind…
Yet…
It raves fearsome in its rage!
It changes with each new age!
It brings me to this stage!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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7. |
Visions Of My World
02:26
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"VISIONS OF MY WORLD"
Visions of my world have returned!
Alone, aloft, aflame, I burn!
Visions of my world have returned!
This fresh evening, this first of May,
Where all my dreams are full of screams,
I hear echoes of dark doomsday!
In the heart of the sun, I was born!
Childhood is the calm before the storm!
Gentle has my chaos been,
My violence, soft as sin.
In the night, my soul has long been torn!
Beware all who ignore my mystic arts!
I’ve been riding destiny from the start!
My eyes blazing like a death ray,
When the new gods unite in me,
I shall conquer the universe!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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8. |
Strange Forces
03:01
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"STRANGE FORCES"
The level is rising,
Stairways in fields!
Automaton arrives as a comet,
Arm burnt off,
Stands erect in crater
Spewing molten apples!
Run for your sanity!
Panic in a synapse!
Real dream/reel dream…
There are strange forces at work
Making me feel like dirt!
Secure grave of travel
Consumes molten apples
With disasters running through the crowd.
Forgotten bird from pharaoh’s flag
Burns the old glory rag!
Dreamers of a heaven,
Nineteen sixty-seven,
The warm summer lying like a shroud.
In my mind’s curse of
Powerful urges,
My image suffers.
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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9. |
Core
02:34
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"CORE"
I may be twelve o’clock; I may be six!
I may be honest, but I’ve got tricks
Up my sleeve!
A demon lurks within us all,
And it answers when I call
Its name!
Now, I’ve got it under control,
But its power burns my hold
Over it!
Supernatural feelings,
Twisting, turning, chilling…
Help me!
Rainfall,
Keep your tireless pace,
Wash clean my face
Before the shadow leaves the tower!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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"PHOSPHORESCENCE IS THE CHAMBER"
Neon lines the street,
Warding off the gloom.
Vice buys a room.
Jewels won in heat,
Needle’s in an arm,
Safe from all harm.
While outcasts drown their scars,
Here I sit in this bar!
Topless dancer, will you turn a trick for a stranger?
Phosphorescence is the chamber!
Your obsession is my danger!
Phosphorescence is the chamber!
Your obsession is my danger!
Beneath the surface lurks another reality,
Clawing to break free!
The devil doll is waiting for the next war chest!
The panther slut is dead on my doorstep!
Look!
There on the other side of the abyss!
Extinct reptiles slither through a volcanic rain,
While nearby, a boa constricts
With emerald fire reflections.
My name is Legion!
Do not bother me!
I wish to be left alone
To explore the remaining realms of night!
Netherhole!
Catch a shifty stare,
Reaching for a home!
Exiled creatures roam
Adult catacombs,
Searching everywhere,
Trying to survive!
The night is alive
With a thousand eyes!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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11. |
Within The Zodiac Zone
04:32
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"WITHIN THE ZODIAC ZONE"
Elemental rebel! Women in bondage!
Elemental rebel! Women in bondage
Within the zodiac zone!
Steel claws with sterling dance
Give a glossy spirit in the twilight
Of crystalline figures and cardiac oceans.
Microbes exchange their myriad daughters
Like a nameless maze of swimming jewels
Whose limits glove the coral silence.
Elemental rebel! Women in bondage!
Elemental rebel! Women in bondage
Within the zodiac zone!
Wild alchemy islands eclipse vague voices
In the amber palace on the water
Where sleeve and shoulder meet no space.
Vivid ways extend the cold creation
From almost here to across the nation,
While she whispers with hideous gravity,
"The slaughter…"
Elemental rebel! Women in bondage!
Elemental rebel! Women in bondage
Within the zodiac zone!
Women of the last intelligence
Love me in the dark with mirrors!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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"LAST DAY AS A WHOLE PERSON"
Skyline wagons cry, "Lizard! Lizard!"
To the gnarled vines,
As the mushroom trains ride by.
Cranium from socket!
Spores to broken limbs!
Radar wire trails and skeleton nails,
Mossy fences behind the scenic grain;
Roots in tanks, blood banks,
They fail to crack the DNA chain!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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13. |
A Dozen Eggs
04:28
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"A DOZEN EGGS"
Umbilical cords tie world to world
In the system of a remote star-sun,
And when this complex entity is born,
Galaxies will bend, and stars will fall,
For this is the thirteenth coming.
Magnetic colors cradle a pensive cosmos
During a voracious growth period,
Precisely wraith-like clusters
In protogenic womb spirals.
This cathode dominated tyranny
Revels one with splenetic techno enchantments,
Rote and surly, blind at three hundred and sixty degrees.
Exchange of wastes and nutrients continues.
Dissonance enters stage left!
Chimerical unit-factors fly!
Suspended elements disintegrate!
Garnish torment! Pivotal hazard!
The womb becomes tomb!
Death’s head in a spider’s web,
The scope and scale of the crypt!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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14. |
Brain And Spinal Column
08:02
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"BRAIN AND SPINAL COLUMN"
Evening animal leaps and bounds,
Half acrobat, half circus clown!
Rigid categories vanish!
Surrealists soon get their wish!
Fowls de-evolve, return to fish!
Air shimmers with lust and fusion!
What divides truth from illusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
What reads senses in confusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
Anarchy continues below,
Putting on one hell of a show:
The illegitimate ego
And its need for deep seclusion!
What divides truth from illusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
What reads senses in confusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
World within a world!
Dream within a dream!
Art within an art!
Scream within a scream!
Veins of metal dripping acid, ions taken, obscured!
Victim’s evil drawn from guts, eternal bonds lured!
Electric grinder in the sand, molten phrases astound!
Thoughts, memories, cynical secrets, distant whispers abound!
Hidden pleasures release power; forceful screaming increases!
Panting objects excrete iron; powerless creature deceases!
Foreign magnet, gory intruder, suckling cancer thrives!
Draining martyr, self-contained, chronic throbbing survives!
A toy seen as infinity!
The possibilities endless
As to what it could be!
Transmutation of molecules
Over a period of time --
It began as an amoeba!
It ended as a mind!
Meanwhile, centers built to a fill
Release, relax as is their skill,
And tomorrow stimuli will
Not stop making its intrusion.
What divides truth from illusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
What reads senses in confusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
[Copyright 1977 Todd Tamanend Clark & Sheree Lynne Clark. All rights reserved.]
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15. |
We're Not Safe
04:02
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"WE’RE NOT SAFE"
We’re not safe for humans to listen to!
Be careful! Our frequencies might damage you!
We’re not safe for modern radio airplay!
There’s danger in what we have to say!
There’s danger that you might want to be free
Of the way someone keeps from you and me
Access to all media policy
And secrets of atom-age artistry!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe because we tell the truth!
Watch out now! We got nothing to lose!
We’re not safe! I hope the fuck we never are!
There’s power in fighting for this cause!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe!
We’re not safe!
While big corporations own the radio stations,
Free enterprise is shot!
Yet, rock was born here
On the dark side of the American Dream;
Only now, selling you soul is what it’s come to mean!
But, someday soon,
Out on the edge and through the nadir,
Art will rise again!
Free the airwaves now!
Free the airwaves now!
Free the airwaves now!
Free the airwaves now!
[Copyright 1979 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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16. |
Rumor Has It
01:46
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"RUMOR HAS IT"
Rumor has it --
The rock and roll ransom will be paid!
Rumor has it --
Tornados unwind beneath the blade!
Do you surrender to your lust,
Or is integrity a must?
Can you find friction as discussed,
Or will your love return to dust?
Rumor has it --
It’s ninety-nine degrees in the shade!
Rumor has it --
Congress and old crimes will start to fade!
Do you surrender to your lust,
Or is integrity a must?
Can you find friction as discussed,
Or will your love return to dust?
Return to dust!
[Copyright 1979 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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17. |
Mathematics
02:49
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"MATHEMATICS"
No amount of logic can calm my brain!
Nothing slows these imagination games!
I’m diminished seventy-five percent!
No one’s advice eases this deep torment!
Mathematics don’t mean a thing
When your whole world is collapsing!
Sit where you are! Enjoy the view!
I’ll break down right in front of you!
I’m not motivated to eat or sleep!
I can’t find the will to stand on my feet!
My timespan has been shattered since she left!
Is this how far she’ll carry her acts of theft?
Mathematics don’t mean a thing
When your whole world is collapsing!
Sit where you are! Enjoy the view!
I’ll break down right in front of you!
The square root of evil is unknown.
(!retaw eht ni ecaf ruoy tuP)
Valium divided by zero is indefinable.
(!reward a ni traeh ruoy tuP)
There’s something about the way the landscape surrounds her
(!yletelpmoc tuo sniarb ruoy raeT)
That makes her special to me.
(!eromyna uoy deen t’nod I)
Mathematics don’t mean a thing
When your whole world is collapsing!
Sit where you are! Enjoy the view!
I’ll break down right in front of you!
[Copyright 1979 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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18. |
X-Ray X-tasy
03:51
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"X-RAY X-TASY"
Come near me, woman!
Whisper you secret desires!
I want to fulfill you
With my raging fires!
My manner is aggressive!
My heart is secure!
The atmosphere around us
Can be instantly transformed!
X-ray ecstasy!
When we share our lives completely!
X-ray ecstasy!
When we make love indiscreetly!
X-ray ecstasy!
Put your head on my shoulder!
Hold all my love tonight,
The softness of your body
Warm in ethereal light.
I need constant company!
Can’t face loneliness again!
I want you to be my lover
And my faithful friend!
X-ray ecstasy!
When we share our lives completely!
X-ray ecstasy!
When we make love indiscreetly!
X-ray ecstasy!
We’ll surpass every moment you’ve ever treasured
By a direct connection to your gateways of pleasure!
I want to learn your biology, explore your terrain,
On a two-way street through our transparent domain.
X-ray ecstasy!
When we share our lives completely!
X-ray ecstasy!
When we make love indiscreetly!
X-ray ecstasy!
X-ray ecstasy!
Get ready to get down!
X-ray ecstasy!
You better be prepared to tell me the names of your chromosomes!
X-ray ecstasy!
I want to get really tight tonight!
X-ray ecstasy!
I want to know everything!
X-ray ecstasy!
Every thing!
X-ray ecstasy!
That’s better, honey!
[Copyright 1979 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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19. |
The Grim Rider
14:03
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"THE GRIM RIDER"
Mankind has come from the caves
Down to the riverbed.
(Time is a stream.)
Even doctors join the festivities
(Carnivals and orgies).
Nobody worries about survival!
It’s a concept nobody knows!
A flash of fire! A streak of blue!
The blonde harlot clings to you!
The air is personified.
The lungs with mystery fill,
And mystery is exhaled.
The price of freedom’s post
Is death and a dime.
On the sunset, she sailed.
Darkness, shattered like a mirror,
Clutches the stellar missiles
Hell-like in its heart,
And the hound of the north
Howls at the crumbling moon.
The heat of the forge darkened your face
As you formed the stainless trace.
Made of the sky, worn on the Earth,
The other worlds gave them birth.
Silver bracelets from the sky!
Silver bracelets from the sky!
Silver bracelets from the sky!
Used to straddle the fence called Death!
Kill the ghost!
Kill the ghost!
From her box!
Kill the ghost!
Do not wait!
Another will take your place!
It is deep and soft,
And it belongs to you
For a little while.
See the sun!
Feel it burn!
See the moon!
Feel it soon!
When the call of the president is heard,
The sinister inflames the walls of the skull,
And the enamel of the moon is ensured.
So much is thought in the brief lull
That consuming bewilderment is all
To be found. Witchcraft, wisdom, and a wand
Are all that you see as the witch’s pawn.
Drink,
Child who is no child,
Drink the nectar of America!
Eat,
Dreamer who creates nightmares,
Eat the fresh leaves from the rustling trees!
Feast,
Girl who is chained in a coma,
Feast upon the gods and demigods!
Melt together; be as one.
Melt together; be as one.
Shine together, moon and sun.
Go trek the canyons
Along stone roadways!
On each side of them,
Feldspar forests reach
Up to the jet sky,
Where the diamond stars
Would like to freeze their
Spreading limbs of light,
But instead drop down
Like tears from the eyes.
Petrified brain,
You have become
Hardened and insane
Because one person
Was declared sane.
Rip off your clothes!
Release the pain!
Give me your hand;
I’ll lead you through
This loveless land
Of psychic blues!
A silver realm
Will then exist,
A sturdy elm
In purple mist.
We will transcend
Cold winter’s frost
To journey’s end,
Not to be lost!
Distance sobs through her centuries,
And energy flows distastefully.
The house of man with light in hand closes.
Where do we go in death now slow
With burns from the red glow ember?
We lay right down crawling around,
Clutching our love-spurting members!
Mankind has gone through its days
After the sleep of the dead.
(Death is a dream.)
Even morticians join the festivities
(Funerals and stories).
Nobody worries about revival!
It’s a concept nobody chose!
[Copyright 1979 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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20. |
Secret Sinema
03:37
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"SECRET SINEMA"
Behind my eyes, I watch an arcane beam
As it pours your face across the silver screen;
Six times or a thousand, I can’t tell,
Haunting me inside my private hell.
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
I get, when I wish to be alone,
Terror and mutiny on the phone.
It’s either she or they who seem to call.
Nothing can console me more than these walls!
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
Another script of chaos reigns supreme
With time to complete one more scene.
Pulsating through the endless night,
Dialoguing synapses burn bright.
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
(A grim exhibition!)
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
(An eclipse of moods!)
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
(A dangerous vision!)
Welcome to the Secret Sinema!
[Copyright 1980 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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"NIGHTLIFE OF THE NEW GODS"
When the sun goes down,
The party returns to my open home.
When the sun goes down,
Strange guests dance with the rattle of bones.
We’re all rebels without a cause
In the nightlife of the new gods.
We’re all rebels without a cause
In the nightlife of the new gods!
When I close the door,
I’m secure in my secluded movie room.
When I close the door,
I can still hear those vague voices of doom.
We’re all rebels without a cause
In the nightlife of the new gods.
We’re all rebels without a cause
In the nightlife of the new gods!
When it dawns on me,
I’m having a drink of my own wine.
When it dawns on me,
I’m in the darkness waiting for a rhyme.
We’re all rebels without a cause
In the nightlife of the new gods.
We’re all rebels without a cause
In the nightlife of the new gods!
[Copyright 1980 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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"NATIONAL ANTHEM NOVA THEME"
Tell me, can you see by the vision’s clear light,
What our senses reveal as the twilight’s next meaning,
Whose third eyes and rock stars, through some sardonic sight,
From the gray room now bring revolution in screaming?
And the big bang’s first glare, existential despair,
Gives proof through the void that our selves are still here.
Tell me, does psychedelia ride the new wave
In the phase of the moon and the grass on the grave?
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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23. |
Another Climate
04:54
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"ANOTHER CLIMATE"
Wow!
Clouds with thunderbolts populate a tortured sky;
Clouds with thunderbolts rain down terror as they cry.
As the storm roars on,
We cling for comfort
In Pennsylvanian…
Night.
While the weather presents one more reason for rage,
My heart rattles the bars of its skeletal cage.
And although altered pressures remain illegal on main street,
We find no shelter from the freezing sleet.
Metal machine move monster,
Steel and chrome!
We cannot cross this wall,
So we gather in our shadow horde,
Restless cage.
We rush them anyhow!
Now!
And are splattered on the concrete floor!
I am under,
Pound pound down down...
New world, new form,
Red sands!
Wham!
Beams of living light hit the floor and start to bend;
Beams of living light illuminate my abdomen.
Another climate
Liberates my brain
From repressive rain…
But…
It vanishes too soon; I only catch a glimpse;
With each passing second, my recollection dims.
Yet I’ll always know an alternative awaits,
And I’ll explore dark beauties in search of its gates!
I’ll explore dark beauties in search of its gates!
I’ll explore dark beauties in search of its gates!
I’ll explore dark beauties in search of its gates!
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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24. |
Stars In Heat
03:40
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"STARS IN HEAT"
Avenues are smoldering at dawn
Underneath apocalyptic spawns.
Burning vehicles show cures for rust.
Spectral survivors do what they must,
Even if it’s only return to dust.
Stars in heat approach my world!
Time and space begin to swirl!
Stars in heat approach my world!
Drunken doctors play at growing hell!
Arteries aren’t embalming very well!
Empty bottles litter waiting rooms
Tormenting blank victims. After noon,
Poisoned patients offer souls for sale!
Stars in heat approach my world!
Time and space begin to swirl!
Stars in heat approach my world!
Sulfur smells like molten overload!
Fresh fragments conceal, collapse, corrode
Inspirations we’ll no longer tape.
Radiation is just one more rape!
Traffic strangles every last escape.
Stars in heat approach my world!
Time and space begin to swirl!
Stars in heat approach my world!
Stars in heat approach my WORLD!
Stars in heat APPROACH my world!
Stars in heat approach MY world!
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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25. |
Unknown Syndromes
03:08
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"UNKNOWN SYNDROMES"
The sounds of friction
Filter down from above;
Laughing liars lip-sync
Luna seas about love.
Notes from nowhere
Intrude, persist,
Like holes in time,
Moments we’ve missed.
This obsession
Grows stranger and stranger --
We are the agents
Of our own danger.
Unknown syndromes
Are more than hallucination!
Unknown syndromes!
Unknown syndromes
Move us to wider perception!
Unknown syndromes!
After a thousand attempts to erase our pain,
Questions without answers still drive us insane!
After challenging every claim within range,
Questions without answers are all that remain!
Looking for depth,
I’m back on the road;
The mass of this quest
Heaves a heavy load.
Cars blur in streaks, yeah,
The closer she comes;
Noticing my needs,
She stops for my thumb.
Sensing what’s in store
Since it’s nearing twelve,
I open the door
And enter her realm...
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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26. |
Death Hovers
03:31
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"DEATH HOVERS"
Trees with black bark and veins of fire form an erect silhouette.
The orange October moon fills with menace.
The graveyard delivers the privacy it promised to lend us.
As night creatures chorus their invitation,
Gravel crackles under the gravity of the situation.
Death hovers above the groin,
Blood pumping like the flip of a coin.
She swerves between tombstones, crushing dead flowers!
She slams the brake and prepares for seduction in the witching hour!
She unbuckles my belt; she unzips my leather;
She gazes on my jewels, leaving little doubt as to whether…
Death hovers above the groin,
Her mouth and my member join.
Faster and faster as climax grows nearer,
Ghosts of former lovers haunt the rear view mirror!
Around the world with satyr nine skin,
Anticipating peristalsis, she vaults upon me, and I slide in.
Thirteen black roses for my bouncing bride!
Throbbing deep in her demise, cadaverous comets collide.
Death hovers above the groin,
Consummated in tender loins.
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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27. |
X-Rated X-tasy
03:16
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"X-RATED X-TASY"
Come near me, Arlene!
Whisper you secret desire!
I want to fulfill you
With my raging fire!
My fingers grow clever!
My brain screams rebirth!
The strength of this feeling
Shakes the virus of words!
X-rated ecstasy!
While we touch with wicked wisdom!
X-rated ecstasy!
While we share our velvet visions!
X-rated ecstasy!
Put my head on your shoulder!
Hold all my love tonight,
The softness of your body
Warm in ethereal light.
Need constant excitement!
Can’t face silence again!
Want you to be my soundtrack,
Yeah, my special friend!
X-rated ecstasy!
While we touch with wicked wisdom!
X-rated ecstasy!
While we share our velvet visions!
X-rated ecstasy!
We’ll surpass every moment you’ve ever treasured
By a direct connection to your zones of pleasure!
Let’s explore devices, imagination unchained,
Sixty-nine positions in our erotic domain.
X-rated ecstasy!
While we touch with wicked wisdom!
X-rated ecstasy!
While we share our velvet visions!
X-rated ecstasy!
X-rated ecstasy!
I wanna get real tight tonight!
X-rated ecstasy!
I want you to tell me the names of your chromosomes!
X-rated ecstasy!
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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28. |
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"BRAIN AND SPINAL COLUMN" [#2]
Evening animal leaps and bounds,
Half intellect, half emotional clown!
Rigid categories vanish!
Surrealists soon get their wish!
Thought impulses turn vaporish!
Cells shimmer with lust and fusion!
What divides truth from illusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
What reads senses in confusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
Hemispheres sustain a gray glow
From illegitimate egos
To central nervous libidos,
But engrams claim deep seclusion.
What divides truth from illusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
What reads senses in confusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
World within a world!
Dream within a dream!
Art within an art!
Scream within a scream!
At last, centers built to a fill
Release, relax as is their skill,
And tomorrow, stimuli will
Not stop making their intrusion.
What divides truth from illusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
What reads senses in confusion?
It’s your brain and spinal column!
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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29. |
Into The Vision
08:37
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"INTO THE VISION"
Where the hand of darkness determines what is real
Is where chaos possesses its greatest appeal!
Where the amazing night stages its greatest triumph
Is where I’ll be standing when I make my jump...
Over the edge and into the vision!
(Into the vision!)
Dissolving thresholds are emerging underground!
Anger knows no bounds! Fury rises with nova sound
Until the creative urge explodes like a million suns,
Signifying that the time is ripe to plunge...
Over the edge and into the vision!
(Into the vision!)
Fan the flame from the pregnant spark
Till it madly absorbs the dark
Through the night with the light from within!
Umbilical cords tie organ to organ
In the gray room of an inner star-sun,
And when this complex creature is born,
Wounded galaxies will heal,
For this is the thirteenth coming.
Magnetic colors cradle a pensive cosmos
During a voracious growth period,
Precisely wraith-like clusters
In protogenic uterine spirals.
This superhuman emergency
Revels one with evolutionary enchantments,
Both flesh and fantasy
Insightful at three hundred and sixty degrees.
Exchange of wastes and nutrients continues.
"Electric waves of resistance
Sweeping through mind screens of the earth --
The message of Total Resistance
On short wave of the world --
This is war to extermination --
Shift linguals -- Cut word lines --
Vibrate tourists -- Free doorways --
Photo falling -- Word falling --
Break through in gray room --
Calling [snakeskin saviors of the American nations] --
Towers, open fire!"
Contractions enter stage left!
Chimerical unit-factors fly!
Suspended elements reintegrate!
Garnish torment! Pivotal hazard!
The vault becomes eggshell adult!
Death’s head in a spider’s web,
The scope and scale of the trans-crypt!
I breathe beyond limits on human potential!
I tap hidden forces, become elemental,
Feel my veins on fire with the spirit of adventure,
Say "YES!" to night by melting into metaphor!
Images are heard through the last gray word!
(Through the last gray word!)
The last gray word, the last gray word!
The last gray word, the last gray word!
Word! Word! Word! Word! Word! Word! Word! Word!
Word! Word! Word! Word! Word! Word! Word! Word!
[Copyright 1984 Todd Tamanend Clark & William Burroughs. All rights reserved.]
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30. |
Flame Over Philadelphia
04:22
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"FLAME OVER PHILADELPHIA"
Our bed heats up; we claw at sleep;
West windows glow beyond belief.
Outside in the sky, helicopters fly,
And political fire lets the neighborhood die...
Forever!
Flame over Philadelphia!
Flame over Philadelphia!
No explanation! No romance!
Flame over Philadelphia!
Flame over Philadelphia!
No free Moves! No second chance!
Around the state, people feel tense,
And they pray for shrinking violence.
Those who confront this blazing foe!
Soon foreclose their family homes...
Forever!
Flame over Philadelphia!
Flame over Philadelphia!
No explanation! No romance!
Flame over Philadelphia!
Flame over Philadelphia!
No free Moves! No second chance!
Dozens leave their homes
As melting memories drip from living room shelves,
Buildings belch smoke,
And perspiration pours from the foreheads of city officials.
There in the street with overkill heat,
Percussion fire broils human meat…
Forever!
Flame over Philadelphia!
Flame over Philadelphia!
No explanation, no romance!
Flame over Philadelphia!
Flame over Philadelphia!
No free Moves! No second chance!
No free Moves! No second chance!
No free Moves! No second chance!
No second chance! No second chance!
No second chance! No second chance!
[Copyright 1985 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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31. |
Oceans Of She
03:57
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"OCEANS OF SHE"
She lurks in the depths of my insanity.
She knows every trick and profanity.
Part of me begs the moon to turn away the tide,
Yet I still plunge deep into the last free ride.
Oceans of she, oceans of she,
I swim my limit in the oceans of she.
I am fire! She is water!
Will we become steam or slaughter?
This aquatic mistress from a submerged world
Draws me into her like a living whirlpool.
I can’t resist drowning in one final act,
Even knowing tomorrow loneliness attacks.
Oceans of she, oceans of she,
I swim my limit in the oceans of she.
I am fire! She is water!
Will we become steam or slaughter?
Supernatural dealings…
Twisting… turning... chilling…
Making liquid demon love on the sea bed,
Aptly enough, not a single word is said.
In the sanctity of our watery grave,
We come tightly together in tidal waves!
Oceans of she, oceans of she,
I swim my limit in the oceans of she.
I am fire! She is water!
Will we become steam or slaughter?
(She shares her secrets and slips away…
Slips away… slips away...)
[Copyright 1985 Todd Tamanend Clark. All rights reserved.]
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Todd Tamanend Clark Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
TODD TAMANEND CLARK was born on August 10, 1952 in Greensboro, Pennsylvania. He was deeply influenced by Native American cultures, owl ornithology, the Monongahela River, 1950s science-fiction cinema, silver age comic books, beat poetry, space jazz, and the American psychedelic music of the 1960s. He was an early pioneer of adding synthesizers and effects processing to a punk rock aesthetic. ... more
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