illicitizen

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released June 10, 2010

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Illicitizen are a varied mix of thought provoking lyrics, melodic bass grooves and spikey guitars. Without fail the duo is noted for exposing norm violating rhythms and lyrical eccentricities. The constants are dramatic and demonstrative vocals and a stimulating bass beat. ... more

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Track Name: minervamerica
She’s got factories for eyes
And you can tell by her gaze
That these shipbuilding waves
Are in undertow of lives

She’s resourced at lip service
But this lift is in disservice
And enlisting the servants
Last call for service

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got

She’s got you between her thighs
And everything she says
Does not explain her legs
As they tighten and surmise

Her hands from Coin and Pawn
Wear a ring right through your nose
And everywhere she knows
She’s got it going on

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got

The voices that she hears
Come right down a wire
Amendments are acquired
Decrypted to her ears

The sermon that she mounts
Helps to defray the cost
And every life that’s lost
Shows how a body counts

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got

The story that she tells
Goes by the metes and bounds
It grows by leaps and bounds
And everywhere it swells

The sword’s become her pen
But her thunderbolts don’t spark
This virgin’s on a lark
But she’s SO wide open

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got
Track Name: detached
I dreamt last night
he burned down your house
and all that remianed were
ashes of roses.
The petals cindered in
splendid coronas.
And all that remained were
ashes of ashes.

The walls were all bare
and flecked with no color.
the organ was scorched and
left without donor.
To speak no remorse
is craven, remember.
All that remained were
ashes of houses.

The rope that she's thrown
is burnt but unbroken.
Easily lost in the sound of
the motion.
Been over things that
make up the tangle.
Dragging the lake
of unbridled moorings.

The potential flames
released from their structure.
Piously bent the
timbers, the ceiling.
A shingle was spent
crumbles under foot.
And all that remained were ashes of ashes.

The rope that he's thrown
is burnt but unbroken.
Sadly lost in the sound of
the motion.
Been over things that
make up the tangle.
Dragging the lake
of unbridled moorings.

The limbs whole outstretched
denuded by Autumn.
Were blackened by windows
unframed by season.
A shingle was spent,
crumbles under foot,
residually leaving
memory and record
memory and record.

The rope that she's thrown
is burnt but unbroken.
Sadly lost in the sound of
the motion.
Been over things that
make up the tangle.
Dragging the lake
of unbridled moorings,
moorings.
Track Name: to arms
my lips still burn
from the taste
of your skin
every place every where
you let me in
in the corner of my mind I see
there's a face in your future
that face is me

and there's something hapening
it's over the horizon
there's some thing he--re

every call that I make is
a call to arms
to arms two arms
to break a fall
breaking like the setting sun too fast
too fast, for the feast of us
the feast of us, the feast of us

Set your filters on GOD
Set your books on the car
and drive a-waaaaaay

every thought that I have is a thought
I own, I own at least these two arms
falling like the autumn leaves to go and show, and show
what we are, what we are

Get your news from the face
Get your hand on your heart
and pledge away

every call that I make is
a call to arms
to arms two arms
to break a fall
breaking like the setting sun too fast
too fast, for the feast of us
the feast of us, the feast of us

Get your face from the news
Get your ass off the couch
and run away.
hey.
Track Name: monstr0
I am the king
of everything
that I can get away with.
I will break your thing
and I will make you scream
if I can get my hand in.
I will steal your life
and come on to your wife.
I disappeared your passport.

You can’t tear us apart.
We’ve got more money
than you have heart.
We’re taking names
staking claims
property is theft
staking claims.

I can take your identity
and avail us of your amenitites
and do it with your taxes.
We can shine a light
on what you do at night
and leak it to the papers.
I have read your mail
and I will set your bail
to something you cannot afford.

You can’t tear us apart.
We’ve got more guns
than you have money.
We’re taking names
it may sound funny
liberty is property
making money.

I’m gonna take all the
differences we have.
I’m gonna tear all the
differences in half.
I’m gonna take all the
evidence we have.
I’m gonna tear all your
liberties in half.


I’m a machine
that takes down everything
and everyone that protests.
I will get upstream
and deflate all your dreams
and every law that protects.
I will steal your life
I’ve come home to your wife
and renamed all of your kids.

You can’t tear us apart.
We’ve got more money
than you have heart.
We’re taking names
staking claims
property is theft
staking claims.

I’m gonna take all the
differences we have.
I’m gonna tear all the
differences in half.
I’m gonna take all the
evidence we have.
I’m gonna tear all your
liberties in half.
Track Name: irresponsible
I see the people
coming down
I watch the person
getting off
and in the midst
it all looks
the same

I watched you
by the wall
drinking lite
on your cycle
of red and white
well groomed and
prosperous

• call me irresponsible
• call me to the festival
• call me on the telephone
• please

he's popular
and in control
impossible
to console
inbred like all
religeous folks
are

you watched him wading
in the sewer
he's in the lite
of something newer
the myths are just
antiquities
and dust

• call me irresistable
• call me at the restaurant
• call as soon as possible
• and bleeeeed
-
• call me impetuous
• call me irreverent
• call me while your still on your
• knees

wel come to the bottom again
we got everything you need right here
removing your top and bottom again
I see everything I need real clear

witness the rapture
of his bender
patient claims
he won't surrender
he's got a point
and might do some
harm

we've IV'd BS
PRN
and punished with
attention
despite our anti
socializing
fees

• call me imperious
• call me insidious
• push me off the precipice
• please
Track Name: overwrought
This is the time, the time that we have
we better make haste, while we still can
This is the can, where we put all the time
and make a footnote to remember the date
Fruitful of dates the tracking of time
we're over the quota of fruits and their labor
Fearful of time the ticking of tolls
we're under the radar belabored, belabored.
The tick of the talk
the toll of the bell
the screech of the chalk
on blackboards in hell
the ringing of thoughts
the ringing, the ringing
where is the pittance
we show for our time?
-
The tick of the talk
the toll of the bell
the screech of the fowl
are blackbirds in hell
the ringing of thoughts
the ringing, the ringing
where is the pennance you
paid for our time?
<instr>
This is the clock that tells all the time
If you set it forward you travel in time
This is the tell of something's gone missing
Extolling the presense of something unheard
Fruitful of dates the tracking of time
we're over the quota of fruits and their labor
Fearful of time the ticking of tolls
we're under the radar belabored, belabored.
The tick of the talk
the toll of the bell
the screech of the chalk
on blackboards in hell
the ringing of thoughts
the ringing, the ringing
where is the pittance
we show for our time?
-
The tick of the talk
the toll of the bell
the screech of the fowl
are blackbirds in hell
the ringing of thoughts
the ringing, the ringing
where is the pennance you
paid for our time?
<instr>
Track Name: second best
(needs some more water here boss... I can get some more water here boss...)

The second are gone, the second you're gone
and the seconds amended.
Displays the unbearable lightness of the rights
to be wronged.
The right to be killed, the rights to bear will, and
the rights to protect it.
In the capture of time who takes all the arms,
makes up the arms, sounds the alarms.

The second is second the bullet is first
the finger that triggers a life is the worst.
It's second to none in the order of one.

Who takes all the cards, and deals all the dice on
a second chance on a second life...
In the capture of time who takes all the arms,
makes up the arms, sounds the alarms.

The seconds are torn from the arcs of a life
point inward and outward to council the time.
The seconds are tragic and awfully spent in the
time that we don't own, that we merely rent.

the last word of ruin...

felo de se
Track Name: new new one
I'm not just falling down.
I'm like that brassed off clown.
I can't hang myself right.
I can't get through the night.
These things are real to me.
This is my empathy.
I'm just another pound.
Of flesh in the underground.
When I've sloughed off this mortal coil.
Please set, my feeble bones to boil.
This is my last old testament.
Keep me inside of your monument.

I'm just my love's misguided sound.
You are, the earth and all around.
We are the first thing never found.
We made everything out of sound.
These things, they are so real to me.
Our love, it's not a ministry.
I'm just, I'm just another pound.
Of flesh in the underground.
When I've said goodbye to this world.
Please set my wasted youth to rest.
This is my last old testament.
Keep me inside of your sentiment.

You can go back to metric,
without ever consulting me.
Rosebud, your not just a sled to me.
Julia, you're all of my memories.
These things, they are so real to me.
Our love, it's not a ministry.
I'm just, I'm just another pound.
Of flesh in the underground.
When I'm a savage beta plus,
please set your alpha heart on trust.
This is my only document keep it
inside of your firmament.

While this might be a culture shock
this is your recepit for your man.
This is 27B/6.
This is 27B/6.
These things, they are so real to me.
Our love, it's not a ministry.
I'm just, I'm just another pound.
Of flesh in the underground.
When I'm a victim of entropy,
please let's pretend it's victory.
This is my only covenant
keep me inside of your compliment.
Track Name: two eggs any style
We're coming back
and keeping on track
we're on the attack
we're better than ever
we're in your face
and 10 feet tall
keeping pace
like the Upsetter

we want two eggs
any style
two eggs
any style

the bar is crowded
band is kicking
front of the line
drinks are picking
make your mind
up this time
in this line
we're all waiting

for two eggs
any style
two eggs
any style
Society
eats its' own
Society
hangs up the phone
two eggs
any style
we’ll have two eggs
any style
two eggs
any style
we’ll have two eggs
any style
Society’s
seats are worn
society
acts forlorn

we make the machine
to do the things
that we find
most distasteful
in our spare time
we act sublime
just as if
we are grateful
for two eggs
any style
two eggs
any style
the spokes of a wheel
click at our heel
and for this
we act special
and we are
but this far
on borrowed time
we are waiting for
two eggs
any style
two eggs
any style
Society’s
teeth are worn
Society is not
informed
two eggs
any style
we’ll have two eggs
any style
two eggs
any style
we’ll have
two eggs
any style
society’s
feet are worn
society
should not conform
Track Name: imagine that
I can't see why you would even
Imagine that?
You've got rifles on parade
but we're making a stand.
We got everything we asked for
but we still have demands.
We've got love and everything
you don't understand.
We take part. You get fractions.
We take heart. You get factions.
The bridge ices over before the road.
If you tightening up my belt
you better loosen my load.
If you're taking all my money
you better hit the road.
We're gonna fly, high now.
If you're winding all the wind
you better spin some new yarns.
Because your fabic is a tonic
of economic harm.
Polling integrity
is transit to the farm.
We take feet, you get inches.
We take miles you get measures.
Your bayonets are fixed
but ideas are broke.
Your religion is a mirror
that just went up in smoke.
You always laugh along,
but you never get the joke.
We've got memory, morality
and access to the law.
We make history and art
and justice for us all.
We have words of inspiration
but we don't afford a god.
We take part. You get fractions.
We take heart. You get factions.
the civil disobedience is
carried through the street.
It's adopted by the tide that's
lost on its' feet.
Oh the tin of the drum
dances on with the beat.
We're gonna fly, high now.
You got products everywhere
so you're not all alone.
You're prophet's in the air.
So you can't call on the phone.
We are dancing to the beat of
the drums with your bones.
We take feet, you get inches.
We take miles you get measures.
Your bayonets are fixed
but ideas are broke.
Your religion is a mirror
that just went up in smoke.
You always laugh along,
but you never get the joke.
Track Name: estate
born with issue of her body
living by issue of her body
share the property of providence
while she questions privilege
she provides evidence
and claims divided interest
a corner of America
intersects her eastern edge
a corner of the pavement
intersects her card board box
a sideline of America
bathed in only street lights
free from all encumbrances except
easement to a storm drain relative
in testimony where the parties have
washed their hands and set their seals
that they are seized in fee simple
that they are seized in fee simple
freedom beyond dignity
matching funding in the wind
a corner of the pavement
intersects her card board box
a sideline of America
bathed in only street lights
born from tissue like the pavement
now she lives with ancestors
shaded instruments cloud the title
in fee simple, in fee simple
that they are seized in fee simple
that they are seized in fee simple
freedom beyond dignity
matching funding in the wind
a corner of the pavement
intersects her card board box
a sideline of America
bathed in only street lights
Track Name: therapy
-Therapy-

From the Champs Elysees to Madison Avenue
everything that you say is half-baked agita
accosted by your right-wing platitudes
the topics escape your malaprop punditry

Ther apy

Ther apy Ther apy


courtesy calls on the industry while
courtesans are mistaken for idealogues
signalling the end of a sickness
leaves history in search of a therapist

Ther apy
Ther apy Ther apy

I take offense at your fools and your fence
I take offense at your fools on the fence

your empty promises are lifeless gravitas
your attemps at concern are only lip service
the empty spaces that you tried to fill
are made up of people you tried to kill

Ther apy
Ther apy Ther apy

calling all cars there's a bible on fire
with illegal aliens and guns for hire
measuring the distance left between us
the divisions of us seem close and few between

Ther apy
Ther apy Ther apy

I take offense at your fools and your fence
I take offense at your fools on the fence
I take offense at your fools and your fence
I take offense at your fools on the fence
Track Name: gardenia radicans
If I can get through just one minute
It will be one in a row
If I put my heart in it
I might last a whole hour

Insert tab D into slot C
(Assessing the tenor‘s complex area collisions.)
Insert tab D into slot C
(The race to link man’s illness and insincerity.)
Fold Flap F over the rest
(Food additives journey fuel touching everyone.)
Fold Flap F over your sex
(Medical scandals break enemy opinions.)

If I can get through just one minute
It will be one in a row
If I put my heart in it
I might last a whole hour

that was the flower that bloomed at the hour
(Street level repeated visits from thrown out data.)
roots and leaves paper the trees
(Targeting but also details from sickness.)
Insert tab D into slot C
(Documents indicate spreading considerations.)
Fold Flap F over your nest
(Previewing the fall session of missing boys.)

If I can get through just one minute
It will be one in a row
If I put my heart in it
I might last a whole hour

that was the flower that bloomed at the hour
(Assessing the tenor‘s complex area collisions.)
roots and leaves paper the trees
(The race to link man’s illness and insincerity.)
Insert tab D into slot C
(Food additives journey fuel touching everyone.)
Fold Flap F over your nest
(Medical scandals break enemy opinions.)

If I can get through just one minute
It will be one in a row
If I put my heart in it
I might last a whole hour
If I get through just one day
It will be one in a row
If I put my heat in it
I could understand the flower.
Track Name: it ends
-IT ENDS-


she's just workin' for a hit.

she just wished that she could quit

things she's done off her head.

she's just outside lookin' in.

and that's the way

they say it is

and that's the way

they say it ends, it ends

he's just looking for his life
back when the state would drive
and it was safe out of his bed
now everything involved his meds

hepatitis A
hepatitis B
and that's the way
they say it ends, it ends

<instrumental verse>

when little words were spoken
at night on the phone
when everything got broken
before everyone's alone

she's just walking for a drink
something calls beyond the brink
then the tremens break her bones
the weakened family link

and that's the way
they say it is
and that's the way
they say it ends, it ends

<instrumental verse>


and that's the way
they say it is
and that's the way
they say it ends, it ends
Track Name: minervamerica
She’s got factories for eyes
And you can tell by her gaze
That these shipbuilding waves
Are in undertow of lives

She’s resourced at lip service
But this lift is in disservice
And enlisting the servants
Last call for service

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got

She’s got you between her thighs
And everything she says
Does not explain her legs
As they tighten and surmise

Her hands from Coin and Pawn
Wear a ring right through your nose
And everywhere she knows
She’s got it going on

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got

The voices that she hears
Come right down a wire
Amendments are acquired
Decrypted to her ears

The sermon that she mounts
Helps to defray the cost
And every life that’s lost
Shows how a body counts

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got

The story that she tells
Goes by the metes and bounds
It grows by leaps and bounds
And everywhere it swells

The sword’s become her pen
But her thunderbolts don’t spark
This virgin’s on a lark
But she’s fucking wide open

She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got
Track Name: olives and almonds
it's a sign
and these are times
and the symbols and distillations
are only proof we are rearranging
it is the time
to fit the crime
and the mantras and abstract notions
put all these signs in motion
exchange the generic
for the esoteric
export the ingredients
of your disobedience
oh yeah I like to watch the wrecks
oh yeah she like what she inspects
oh yeah they fuck like mad insects
oh yeah you get what you invest
listen up
when inclined
these things we're told are true
are often misalligned
see for yourself
engage your mind
these omens and totem poles
don't belong in our time
deface the canary
coal mine visionary
detain the unwary
if the origins are scary
oh yeah I like to watch the wrecks
oh yeah she likes what she inspects
oh yeah they fuck like mad insects
oh yeah you get what you invest
-what you invest