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from DEAD to DAD​!​!

by Fatkid

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1.
At first they called me an impostor Cause I was willing to pretend Often get that sinking feeling I try to fabricate the touch Well oh my god, I think we've lost her Her mind has reached it's bitter end Sitting staring at the ceiling I guess this world was just too much Be patient I'm coming for you I've got the stench of greatness on my teeth Well, all the simple things exhaust her That's when the darker clouds descend It's hardly what you'd call appealing She'll use your pity as a crutch But how much hatred can you foster And how much money can you spend You'll never know what she's concealing You'll never undermine her clutch Be patient I'm coming for you I've got the stench of greatness on my teeth Come closer I'm an aristocrat I've got some pretty things to show you far beneath!!
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DOUBLE PNEUMONIA: Well, I'm practically fainting when you kick off your sandals I want it all like a Catholic saint! Sometimes just seeing you is too much to handle You had me thinking I was someone I aint Look in my eyes! What's the confusion? Paint me your way to the end! So I won't have to pretend Show me the end Well, you get so particular when striking your poses It's getting difficult to keep up at all! And if history's cycular, I'm pickin' your roses Sometimes it seems as though you're hoping I'll fall Look in my eyes! What's the confusion? Paint me your way to the place where they buried it! What's the surprise? Life's a delusion! Paint me your way to the end! CAN YOU SLIDE ME THAT GREEN THING?: You're like a two dollar bill You're like a yellowstone bison You're like a license to kill Or some kid's hair they found lice in And I'm your marionette Since you first understood me But I'm not scared of you yet Although maybe I should be I used to waste my time with vagrancy But then I had a vision The emptiness inside you Came and wrapped me in it's jaws As I sat there in the darkness I saw clearly my decision Casting beams of light across your face The monster will disown you If you circumvent His laws.
3.
They sent me here to be human I came back covered in scars I need for us to find sanctuary But I don't know where we are She asked me how to be different That's when I took away her voice It's never the same if you have a choice C'mon now son, and tell the spirit what you did His heart is bigger than a walk in closet He's got some scars, but hey don't let that scare ya kid He's got a gun, but boy he never draws it I had some bad dreams, some bad dreams had me I woke up feelin' like a pile of ashes The light gets blinding and I can't hardly see I get so scared when the beacon flashes! Coffin position on swing Cough in position on swing
4.
You said something I couldn't hear As we sat there in the middle And I closed my eyes in fear As He make His presence known! On His throne made of stone Will you leave me on my own? Work pull hard for brain And you cannot resuscitate it The times necessitate it No need to overstate it Locate my ephemera So you cannot anticipate the taste What a waste, cold embrace Will you look me in my face? Case by case we find That all we have is appetite What good is appetite? When I'm only half alright But I'm getting slightly better When the light is fading from the day But you keep getting in my way Gone backwards Reanimation Some foul amalgamation So come bear witness to the need The angel wants to watch us bleed What a dull infatuation Upon the sewing of his seed He reads you And your knees will bend In the end, just a trend You have nothing to defend You met my eyes I guess to prove that you were concentrating What good is concentrating? When still I'm half debating Rendering inflated sages caged To wage the instruments of cause Wrapped in gauze, snaps His jaws Set to thunderous applause Cut in half, I try to laugh But nothing vocalizes There are no more surprises I hope he realizes I've sized you up and now There's nothing left to save you from my grasp Oh god!!!!! Fuck you!

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THE FIRST GOSPEL OF SPLINDLEDORPH can be read free of charge HERE:

www.docdroid.net/tu3m/the-first-gospel-of-splindledorph.pdf.html

Just four boys that make you MOAN with MERRIMENT at their GOOPY GLORP SOUNDS. we wear our GUITARS very high up on our BODIES!!! This EP was recorded at I.V. LABS STUDIOS in CHICAGO over the course of the last century.

ALL GLORY unto the MIGHTY SPLINDLEDORPH. without him we are nothing. also, thanks mike, you're a really nice guy.

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released July 17, 2015

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FIRST I am going to tell you about a man name of "DOCTOR Z" (close friends know him as Hajjis or SCHIZOJOE). DOCTOR Z is many feet tall and likes to stomp. His role in the band is "THE BOTTOM KEEPER". He plays a big wood with four of string. SOMETIMES his four of string have FIVE of string, and have NO FRET KEEPER!!! He also makes shouts and yelps and mouth noise in the background, and drinks a cold bottle in the room with a microphone.

NEXT I tell you about the man BIG SNORE (previously known as POROUS COUL)! he likes to BUZZ AROUND like a FLY and often drifts in between this dimension and the NEXT. BIG SNORE plays the BIGGEST GUITAR. It is the MOST good guitar and it does SLASHINGS through your ear LIKE BIG KNIFES. You may also hear him WHINING and WAILING in the back of things.

AND THEN I WILL TELL YOU ABOUT the boy he is names QLONDORP THE GREAT! This boy SLIDES around TOWN and then sits DOWN whenever he gets the chance. He play a SLIGHTLY SMALLER guitar with many SNAPPY STRUMMINGS, except on the FIRST SONG where he plays NO GUITARS but instead motions SILENTLY with his HANDS. He also makes MAIN MOUTH MUMBLES and communicate the WORDS of SPLINDLEDORPH.

LAST you will hear of VLADIMIR EXODUS BIZMARK III. He does lots of SWEATING and drinks BOTTLES so that the BUBBLES go FAST!! HE makes HARD HITTINGS and DESTROYS ECHO CYLINDERS with the WOODEN STICK! you may also hear him YELP and YELP into the night, when the glorping is HOT. He has been known to spend a lot of time in THE ALLEY.

SONGS 1 AND 3 RECORDED AT I.V. LABS STUDIOS BY TOM MILLER

SONGS 2 AND 4 RECORDED AT I.V. LABS STUDIOS BY MIKE SPORTIELLO

ALL SONGS MIXED BY MIKE SPORTIELLO.

MASTERED BY ROLLIN WEARY AT I.V. LABS STUDIOS

ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY THE MIGHTY SPINDLEDORPH.

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Fatkid Chicago, Illinois

Four glorp gurus playing drippy tunnel music to honor the Almighty Splindledorph. Interests include tax evasion, moss, and second helpings of green beans.

All credit goes to Splindledorph. He wears our fingers like gloves and plays our instruments for us!

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