this one's not actually part of the whole 'concept'
lyrics
out in the moss and the mud
animal parts
hid from the hail in the bush
but couldn't hide from the rain
wet, wet socks
so wet they forgot what dry even was
staring out at the smokestack
deeper into into the forest
i am a part of this place
but this place ain't a part of me yet
screaming friends from the road,
"where have you gone"
like you were a little kid
mistakes displayed for all
on android screens
get in the way of the warmth of the minivan and the hanging clothes
but victorialand is on and i'm oh so so so so so so so stoned
staring out at the smokestack
deeper into into the forest
i am a part of this place
but this place ain't a part of me yet
oh, what a dick!
what a dick you are!
we all lived!
bruised and in your car!
The enigmatic Frank Ene's solo record lives in a magical world where Serge Gainsbourg fronts Yellow Magic Orchestra. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 17, 2022