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  • Poet Named Revolver Meets Gruesome cassette on No Kings
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    NK50: Poet Named Revolver "Meets Gruesome" c30. 100 pro-dubbed imprinted tapes, 2-color risograph, with hand-painted fluorescent orange gouache dots. 2014.
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lyrics

Hate

I was walking outside
was falling down slow
as some sick still clung
to my throat, my mouth,
and stomach
I wallowed and rattled
my teeth in the leaves
by the time
he had knocked her up
I was asleep

What did I do
to make you feel
so much better
than you should
this is the last
time I try
cause I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
why don't you
give something back
did I show too much
interest in what you say
there's that look I
there's that look I
hate
I dare you

We'll engineer
we'll take it out
we'll take it out
we'll take it out
make a new you
we'll make it better
than the last
than the last
I dare you


Goner

I've gotta get back
to my baby's arms
let her hold me close
oh I never would leave

I will always
want her near
oh my love
my darling dear

I knew that I'd never
had love before
was sure that it's fire
was meant to be warm

I will always
want her near
oh my love
my darling dear

better hold it tight
better do it right
or I'll be a goner


Georgia Car Wreck

On the pavement
there's a wreck
in the rain
breath in the sulfur
airbag the dust
sticks to your cuts
lying in the rain
on the highway
Caleb's feeling pumped
picking up the car
and throwing it over
his head over his
head over his
head

The churchgoers
and their invalid son
they don't seem upset
the kid stares blankly
at the site of the crash
and Caleb throws
it over his head
over his head

Are you ok


In the Very Bed

A kiss on the back
in the very bed
and when you're up
you get a kiss on the head
take comfort fast
hang a sign around your neck
while we are young and able yet

with fists to the ribs of it

My hands
they won't stay level
or else they would be filled
with fallen teeth
I might beat this all back
if I could only hold them
still

with fists to the ribs of it


Sorry Son, Dogs Die

I live with what is left
the floor as a bed
One more time
before they kill him
before they kill him
caught his legs
as they slipped
from the side
We went along
across the tops
of the buildings
Lee said
I don't know
what I think
of this

When I look
too long
too close
I feel my chest
could collapse

I climbed from
the trap she
was the kind
I never wanted

credits

from Meets Gruesome, released March 1, 2007
Side B

6. Hate
7. Goner
8. Georgia Car Wreck
9. In the Very Bed
10. Sorry Son, Dogs Die

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Stephen Molyneux
Lee Noble
Caleb Steelman

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