Decoder Ring Songtext
von Joshua Powell

I couldn′t wait for it to go on sale
I caught a cormorant with a scissor tail
And then I dressed him up in a bolo tie
And told him, "Best go West boy, with them laser eyes"
Then we burnt it up just like an offering
With your vampire teeth, boy, and your decoder ring
From a cereal box, up on a Saturday
That brand of bliss that requires AAs

I had to stop editing myself
Like constantly
Calibrating

Gotta reinvent, like in a Ram Dass way
And tie this ratking nest of thinning Swedish roots
Up in a pile of fishtail braids
String these wasted arms up in a million beads
And explode the faith
The fuck up out of a mustard seed


So we cut the tape and I master it
And we send it to some label cats down in Mississipp
Of course they pass on it
Because they're good businessmen
But I′m not one yet
And so we try again
(And again)

Should I crumble
Or commit myself
Either way
Buy my records please

I'm moving to the forest
I'm over it with inboxes
Anyway
Congratulations on your successful exorcism
I mean it!
I mean
I mean it!
I mean
I mean it!
I mean
I mean it!
I mean it!