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D.U.I. In The Sky (A Verbal Equinox Bonus Track)

Massah Please

Can't wait to die

Love Me Normally Demo

The Borderline Personality Rag (Unreleased Will Wood Song)

Petroleum, PFOAs, Microplastics and Fake Trees

Bioaccumulation of microplastics in decedent human brains: https://www.nature.com/articles/s41591-024-03453-1

The Human Brain May Contain as Much as a Spoon’s Worth of Microplastics, New Research Suggests: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/the-human-brain-may-contain-as-much-as-a-spoons-worth-of-microplastics-new-research-suggests-180985995/

Detection and characterization of microplastics in the human testis and semen: https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/36948312/

Microplastic presence in dog and human testis and its potential association with sperm count and weights of testis and epididymis: https://academic.oup.com/toxsci/article/200/2/235/7673133

In a First, Microplastics Are Found in Fresh Antarctic Snow: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/in-a-first-microplastics-are-found-in-fresh-antarctic-snow-180980264/

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Forever Man

My Teflon coated 
Skeleton holds a 
Pretense over me
It's harder to wash away
When the water will rush away
Leave me dry and clean


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


Waterproof, insoluble
I'm sickly celled, with polished roads
Breathing out Gasoline
Overton turn 
The economy grows
I got the front seats for the final show
Plastic model plastered in a magazine


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


[Solo]


Replace the trees
With tree toys
Stick 'em in the ground
Then call 'em a forest
Ain't this town so neat? 
The amount of fumes itself 
A show of force
Progress takes much sacrifice, of course
'Til our recyclable blood depletes


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


///////////JUNE-AUGUST 2025

Forever Man

Hindsight Glasses 20/20 (Live Recording Canvas Clash)

A recording that will appear on Strange Thick's upcoming EP engineered and produced by Jonathon Maisto.

Pronoia

I picked up a bag of a bit o' brain lag.
The smack and the magic attack came back.
Around every corner was a morning loner
Whose tone was a boner, so I'll telephone her.
To pour out our soul in a tour that tore us.
Our minds and our music, nothing will bore us.
A new world order. A new form of. The bright formations
Fuck it I told ya.

Good morning, Broadway Joe. Rising with the dawning light.
We've got time left and a moment to spare and it's been a crazy night.

So when the sun explodes, and the shapes erode
And when the dark, forboding, sins escape.
We find ourselves in folded paper and the message on the police tape.
Do not cross, or they'll cross you out. They can write your name off without a pen.
From the One to Three for Five, Six, Seven, more- the hatred is the 8, 9, 10.

Good morning, Broadway Joe. Rising with the dawning light.
We've got time left and a moment to spare and it's been a crazy night.

I bit you back in a shark attack.
And when I come around and turn the sky black, there'll be hell to pay.
I laid to rest all their tests at their best, when their second guesses turned out at last, I dispatched the day.
I screeched back with a heart attack
When the last of the bastard aristocrats, they were acrobats in air.
Death leamed at me from my eyelids, I can't sleep nowhere.

Good morning, Broadway Joe. Rising with the dawning light.
We've got time left and a moment to spare and it's been a crazy night.

Broadway Joe

GIlded Cog

I am the most resistable ghost in your peripheral, Goes without sayin’ I don’t mean it literally I mean we can barely see me Treat me between your recent sweet teeth. Or could you take me by your pretty little hand,
Expand the landscape inside your little head.
Make room in your bed, take to me instead.
All the things that I’ve read will leave when I’m dead.

Baby I can’t take it,
Maybe I can fake it
Lately I’ve been thinking
Nothing’s ever sacred
Someone help me make it.

I have needs, I am only a man, 
A romantic young fan of the ground on which you stand.
Terror of error is better whenever you’re locked and loaded
Ready for explosion, come on, curl your toes, hon.
Simply put, I would like to simply put-
Wait scratch that, I hope you enjoy my foot.
Sorry sweetheart, I don’t mean to sound crass
But I’m far too much class compared to your trash.

Baby I can’t take it,
Maybe I can fake it
Lately I’ve been thinking
Nothing’s ever sacred
Someone help me make it.

I am an elegant skeleton mellowed with keratin
Elephant skin, a collection of elements.
Meet in a Sheraton in room 237,
Smile for the sunshine, come on make me sunrise.

Baby I can’t take it,
Maybe I can fake it
Lately I’ve been thinking
Nothing’s ever sacred
Someone help me make it.


Broadway Joe

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