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Interplanetary Funksmanship

by Jackson Funk

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1.
Put on top of the pillars of creation Hand and hand with God and his Cosmic Coalition I'm the fallen arbiter of a fabled energy That brought forth life in our nuclear nursery It's the evolution of everything and all that came to be The sacrifice of one man for the sake of humanity Oh God of Electricity (God of Electricity) Can't ya show me the light (shine the shrine on me) I'm the all-powerful (God of Funk) What if I am? What if I am? What if I am? So what if I ain't? It really really goes to show that it's really really all for show Everyone had their doubts, but it was never ever really in doubt Master of how to get there, you're the creator of your whole world So when reality fucks you pray to the God of Funk Top of the edge of tomorrow I can see my friends again Since I'm the evil that reigned before Lucifer The father to God and master of the universe You are the twisted and elusive truth That kept my company until I had no use Oh God of Electricity (God of Electricity) Can't ya show me the light (shine the shrine on me) I'm the all-powerful (God of Funk) What if I am? What if I am? What if I am? So what if I ain't? It really really goes to show that it's really really all for show Now that you've heard my sermon it's vital that you know Master of how to get there and the creator of the whole world So when reality fucks ya pray to the God of Funk Top of the maelstrom of dreams I churn the void that all life teems I'm God and this is my repentance For all my creation a fucking death sentence
2.
On the borderlands Between this side and the Other There was a man Who pulled back its cover There were people runnin' and there were people hidin' I was only out for fun and never one for fightin' 'til that six-shooter came up and shot me With his cold hand cannon My mistake I knew someone like you once All my eye between your lies My Black-Eyed Susan shot Sam Hill Burn the breeze and ride Face me In the desert of roses Where the tumbleweeds roam And the gun opposes Raise the sand Scatter the earth There's no where to hid, there's no where to search For that six-shooter and his cold hand cannon Hold on 'til god comes and rights your hour Be strong until you win Blow your god given right to power Burn the breeze and ride Come on over and get yee some, boy! My mistake I knew someone like you once All my eye between your lies My Black-Eyed Susan shot Sam Hill Burn the breeze and go
3.
You pretty little peach The swinger of the tree That fall down to your knees You're still your daddy's tease And you're the apple of my eye You aim above my head, but you hit me Right between the thighs It was death or my demise Great mother goddess Horns of a crescent moon Why don't you come on over, babe? And take it all, take it all, take it all The whispering wounds of a blood sucking leach The way you live your life going toe to toe with me Harangue me as you please Cause you're the guile of the beast The predator that sneaks Urges of the urn To settle your mind Spout out evil and it's so hard to define Metamorphous of you I tried to construe The physique of plenty with the mind of a stooge Mind of a Natural phosphorescence In the spirit of the dead Where you turned into a flower And you hatched from an egg You lady of wild things Who challenged the good king To a battle of wits When your mind is your clit's
4.
It seems the lady is for burning Down where them prairie dogs a purrin' I know Georgia is her cousin, but I spoke with her mama and I'm down with the coven Am I above it? No Do I want it? Yes If I see her maybe these witches are correct Country heart with a city tune Rural mama with a black caboose Innuendo is my noose In the cult of America, the land of the few Wrung my neck she said I'm blue For something I said that they'll misconstrue Revenge of nothing to no one new I'm gonna die and so will you I like rough girls It ain't about the looks The one's that'll walk the plank For old Captain Hook Or as town barber of bloodletting And your favorite crook You came to me knowing full well you wanted shook You wanted shook It seems the lady is for burning Down where them prairie dogs a purrin' I know Georgia is her cousin, but I spoke with her mama and I'm down with the coven Am I above it? No Do I want it? Yes Maybe I'm a hypocrite, but these witches are correct
5.
You made me a squire when you knew I was a prince I swept all your floors and nary a pence For the toil I suffered, what did I get? A bill for fifty dollars steeped in your shit He really thinks he's The fire in the sky and Venus in disguise He's the runner in the fight, he plays gotcha with your eyes now Blind to the deceit, blind to the hatred, blind to the bridge that burned so deep Take a little tip from me and try to do it on your own Your whorehouse is a stronghold for the lives that sit upon your throne I was never enough for you, insatiable swine! Every complaint taken as a dogmatic whine I needed love not from your gifts-a-plenty But you kept me out so here comes petty Fire in the sky and Venus in disguise He's the runner in the fight, he plays gotcha with your eyes now Spiral in the sky your stairway to demise You get caught in his trap your his prisoner for life now Fire in the sky and Venus in disguise He's the runner in the fight, he plays gotcha with your eyes now Spiral in the sky your stairway to demise You get caught in his trap your a prisoner for life now The next time you see me you god damn motherfucker With burning coals for eyes serving you a crucifix for your suppers And when I'm mashing that shit across your spoiled, rotten face You will beg for the forgiveness that you never gave
6.
Born of angel's seed by the daughters of man Asmodeus, the Conqueror, of our star-crossed land Better know your place in the heart of huwoman I never had a brother and no life for lifeblood I've only met the executioner of who I was Annihilation is their mission Litigation is only a provision For the weak who defend a position In a court of mental inquisition I'm the offense and a magician Who knows all their physicians That tell them they're perfection When deep inside there is deception Keep you in the dark Leave you in the dust And you know it's all your fault Live by the sword Die by the hook And you know it's all your fault Keep you in the dark Leave you in the dust And you know it's all your fault Live by the sword Die by the hook And you know it's all your fault Die by the hook
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There's just no hope What can you do? Clutch the phone and give it a roam and the devil's on the loose You think the fear of god is a trivial pursuit But your phone is a brittle courage for the evil that's in you All you can really do is dance All you can really do is dance

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Spinnin' yarns

Recorded at UMBC Recording Studios August 2019

"no metronomes allowed"

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released December 1, 2020

Dusty's Revenge is:

Adam Smith - Drums

Jackson Funk - Bass, Vocals

Dusty Licks - Guitar

Music and lyrics by Jackson Funk (with the exception of a few parts and transitions by Patrick Firestein and Shane Yarrington)

Produced and engineered by Jackson Funk

Album artwork by Nathan Grundhauser

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