Bathrobe Ben's Big Fuckin Barn Farm - Part 2

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released April 29, 2014

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Track Name: eve
I hate to boast, she said, but I'm in love with the sun. takes 8 seconds and I'm in love. I'm in love with this place instead. I'm in love with buildings. I think maybe that is love. she said to me I am. come to think of you, I am.

I'm a monastic babe, alleged. and I never get rest. praying candles into dust. and I have viewed hardened lead turn into mush. you tell me, what is love. she said to me I am. come to think of you, I am.
Track Name: bulkhead
you watch me as I drown in this sea of my undoing. you sense that I'm thinking unfortunate thoughts. you caught me in an emotion of ironic connotations. you watch me as I fail to be the man that I ought. and it's all your fault, you know it is. you watch me as I drown in the lake of my pretension. you hold me close and I sense everything. you make yourself more vulnerable than I care to be. and it's all your fault, you know it is.

you stay true to me more than I could ever.
you stay true to me more than I ever could.
Track Name: summer
it's the fucking way you swear, baby, that leads me to believe nothing you say when you speak of pain. someone's past has hurt you, left you broken down inside. well I can't give a shit. I can't pick through all of your lies. home sweet home.

i want you to see how much time I've wasted on you. I want you to see the insanity I've come to. it's not even misery or self-pity. I simply loathe the sound of your voice. like the grating sound of greed scraping on insecurity. pathetic cowardice.

home sweet home.
I surrender, home sweet home.
Track Name: red eye
take a red eye to a place alive. take a red eye to a place worth lasting for. fast enough to consider theories. make me believe. this time I might believe.

take a red eye to a place unburdened. take a red eye for fear we might conform. feed our minds to individuality. I can't wait to leave. this time I just might leave. and we talk about wasting life away. yeah, vaguely remembering yesterday.

make a b-line to the nearest corner store. pickup a 40, ah hell get another. take a red eye make sure they coincide so I don't have to think of what I've done to you.

you should be held higher up.
Track Name: 2 friends
2 friends walking around the wilderness. having a ball. they don't know what's coming 'round the bend. 2 friends traveling down a dusty road. kicking up all their troubles along the way. 2 friends having a couple greyhound talls. singing a song of familiar melody. 2 friends thinking of what to call their dog. thinking bout all the colors they've ever seen.
Track Name: to say the least
well it is that my fancies change with the hourly clock. and I don't know who or what I'm waiting for. to say the least, I've fooled around that's for sure. to say the most of what I see in you. to say this would destroy me. but maybe I can't let you know. let go and face the sky, I'd look away but I can see you falling past.

well it blitzes me like a herd of beasts. and it contacts me, I concuss. and I'm lacking coherency near you. unsupported and sans plan B. but maybe I can let you know.
Track Name: eskimo
a week later and we would destroy it. a split-level purgatory closed. if you have to ask it's already shredded. a thousand crumpled sheets, unbuttoned clothes. by thoughts turn to springtime, and skirts. and the flowers in my mind bloom. pleasure enough to see your smile.

the blanket kills grass and enjoys it. the bucket fills itself on fake champagne and it has flowers, bugs, fucking cotton trees. they are sneezing on my but it does not displease. I'm more concerned because I am an eskimo. out of environment, out of style, who knows anymore? pleasure enough to see your smile.
Track Name: sweet shades
with my shades on the world takes on a different hue. with my shades on it is crisp and course, it is burnt and surreal, it is caked and peeling. the world is not itself. with my shades I'm in another dimension. I drink fire and firelight and my feet sweat. with my shades on I see all things quite clearly.

with my shades on we (?????) til the clock stops. with my shades on we jam in one or two keys. with my shades on it feels like we really groove. and that is my reality with my shades on.

with my shades on I'm in another dimension. with my shades on I right wrongs.
Track Name: soul interpretor
soul interpreter what is the meaning of this? Can you decipher this code? soul interpreter do you know? the language of the soul. mole usurpator can you do something bout this? this blemish is getting old. mole usurpator can you give me a beautiful soul? soul interpreter what does the thing try to say? is it good news or poor? soul interpreter will you let me know the score?

this dialect is foreign to me. interrogate this man, he's obviously a terrorist.

soul interpreter, can you let me in?

soul interpreter what's the matter with my self? does it wanna be my friend? soul interpreter can you evaluate my sin?
Track Name: out of body
out of my body into your mind. into closed minds. I see what goes on through your eyes but am helpless to stop it. out of my body, into a hive. busied with drone creeps. you see my honey, sweet sauce my body is out of my mind. I'll just hover up here, catherine. attics are a place of caring. with a small cylinder in his hand, he cracked a board. we smoked greens and many things to keep from getting bored.

this staircase is dangerous, stairs to my glass case emotion. ballpoint to the chest. cue to the head. drinks to the bloodstream. smoke to the lungs. black meshing covering up my eyes. so much shit between us I'm not even sure what I'm doing here.
Track Name: zeus walks among us
hey man, take a look at yourself. are you compensating for a lack of self-esteem? when you catch your eye in that car window aren't you impressed by your pristine? I look like a god. I shine like Zeus.

please crank up that's my dick for volume.

hey guy, don't you strut like a cock. when your feathers are ruffled you can't think of nothing else. I am running wild, I am contradicted, I make references to having sex with you so you think I'm a rock star.

I sip on champagne straight from the bottle.
please crank up that's my dick for volume.