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The stompbox full of gold is a tickin. Play.

Lyrics:

[Intro - Spoken]
(The stompbox starts it's rickety tick-tick-tick)

"You know what they say…
If the stompbox is still ticking...
Play
The hum ain't gonna go away
No
No
Not until the last note's played
If the stompbox...
Is still full of gold
How will I know
How will I know
Is this Rock Bottom
Is this Rock Bottom
Or...
Is there more more more
Gimme PUSH powder"
---
[Verse – Nearly Spoken]
(An attempt to be commanding that goes soft after just the first two lines)

I sold the last chord I had to my name
Traded melody for mercy, but mercy never came
The gospel rang out in a bar with no doors
The sermon was static, 
and the choir 
was filled with spores
Gimme Push powder... 
Make me fish chowder...
Is this Rock bottom?
---
[Chorus – Not deeper, But Heavier]
(There's that commanding voice again crooning to all fk)

This ain’t the gold I thought I’d find (disappointment)
It’s gospel (reverent)
for the deaf and blind (drawn out and belting)
But still it hums. 
Still it plays.
The stompbox full of gold
don’t need our praise
Like you need my name
---
[Bridge]
Gold in my blood, 
static in the weave
Push Powder in the pulse 
that I no longer believe
I screamed myself empty, 
but the echo stayed
A feedback loop of sins replayed
Gimme push powder..
---
[Chorus – Not heavier, But DEEPER]
(There's that commanding voice again crooning to all fk)

This ain’t the gold I thought I’d find (disappointment)
It’s gospel (reverent)
for the deaf and blind (drawn out and belting)
But still it hums. 
Still it plays.
The stompbox full of gold
don’t need our praise
Like I need your blame
---
[Final Verse – an echo, a please]
Push me, Push me
Push powder...
Fish me right out of the sea
Fish chowder...
Stomp once for sorrow, twice for grace...
 And thrice for the ones you can’t replace...
Push Powder, Fish Chowder, Rock Bottom
---
[Outro, A Small, Confused Chorus Sing-Speakin]
Let the bad habits stray...
Let the snow remember my name...
Let the stompbox click in the dark...
So I know I’m still here...
Let the bad habits stray...
Let the snow remember my name...
Let the stompbox click in the dark...
So I know I’m still here...

STOMPBOX CONTINUES 6-on-the-floor for 6 bars
Then silence. Stillness

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