n/a — The End of "YELLOW" transmissions (in their current form) tis 'Nigh.
♫ TRACKLIST – 10 TRACKS (34:40)
1. The Blessed Tenderloin 06:09
2. My Fighting Weight 01:05
3. How Many Cops Have to Die Tonight? 04:42
4. No Pig Deal (Song for Milan, OH) 02:34
5. Arkansas-Pine Bluff 02:24
6. Shepherd SZN (Your Singing Voice) 07:03
7. Indefinitehiatuscore 02:06
8. House Finch Song 03:42
9. Nimble Allison 01:55
10. Lifeforms Having Lunch 03:00
Music & Words by Vernon Howl ©
01 The Blessed Tenderloin
In lieu of fulfilling your fantasy
You better rant and rave
How will I appear before God?
God, I hope I'm not a slob
He drove his car into the ocean
Without a second look
Waterlogged, a rotting dog
Meat you cannot cook
But nevertheless they cut his neck
A straight line to the groin
They looked inside but couldn't find
The blessed tenderloin
02 My Fighting Weight
Well I'm finally at my fighting weight
But the race against time just couldn't wait
And all the while I mistook
This hunger for fire
Yeah I don't ever really feel so great
But I assumed feeling bad was a simple fate
You talk of Christ, you talk of the others
What might suffice when the night has no mother
03 How Many Cops Have to Die Tonight?
How many cops have to die tonight
To prove that asshole right?
How many wizards have to wave their wand
To grant those cops new life?
All these reincarnated cops
When will they ever stop?
All these reincarnated cops
Running amok tonight
Tie a yellow gibbon round the old oak tree
Was wondering if that’s what you said to me
So I googled yellow gibbon and I found out
The color of their cheeks is what it’s all about
Went to the zoo and I broke right in
Found the gibbon enclosure in a couple of mins
And I gibbon-napped one, a sleepy lesser ape
I have to admit, I didn’t feel too great (and I wondered why)
Drove to your house, your brother was at war
It was too late to knock upon your red front door
So I tied that yellow gibbon round your old oak tree
And hid behind bush, and waited for you to see (and I wondered why)
04 No Pig Deal (Song for Milan, OH)
No pig deal won't seal your fate in this economy
In Iraq, insolvent, in the tundra of brunch
The desire to know what something is or wants to be
Is the same as kids shooting bunnies with a damn BB gun
I fear some foal sum
I cannot afford
For that means
No more horse
And why oh why
Would I write
A song for puns for
You alone? Yikes
In Milan, O-H-I-O
I feel it all so greatly
Because these people
Have never heard of Italy
05 Arkansas-Pine Bluff
Don't tip the script
For there are sharks among us
Who don't have a single quibble
With how things ended up
On the campus of Arkansas Pine-Bluff
They don't fall down
They don't unravel anymore
White woolen children
When you show them the door
On the campus of Arkansas Pine-Bluff
06 Shepherd SZN (Your Singing Voice)
Night imp, night owl
Different personas, smiles and scowls
A fear of death is still a fear
Spooked by every sound you hear
Leaders are not equal
All the while in shepherd season
Begone, non-believers
Get lost, ye traitors of the wind
I want to hear your singing voice
No sprechgesang, no toothsome toil
A fear of life is worse my dear
Spooked by every passing mirror
07 Indefinitehiatuscore
Indefinite hiatus core
Throw your blanket statements out the door
You don’t know it
But you’ve become a bore
Daylight livers
We can deliver them a nuisance
When one simp simmers
The rest undoubtedly awaken
In streaks of the rejected
A banshee sounds thy call
So in search of your soul
You find you can't focus at all
08 House Finch Song
Are you human, or are you house finch?
The red it glows against your skin
And when the dog sighs, I can feel you breathing
Are you human, or are you house finch
I'm as hungry as a hippo, could you spare some tofu?
If the thought is unbecoming then we mustn’t speak the truth
But what difference does it make you say with a mouth full of soy
The people on the screen eat meat, but none of them enjoy
I wouldn't wish a potato upon you, at least not fired from a gun
The sound of a zebra squealing or children Laughing in the sun (hahaha)
I could languish on a tiny island or knee-deep in a pond
But I could never impart any wisdom when you were so despond(ent)
09 Nimble Allison
Equestrian Quibi
Shows on a loop
Strike out into the forest
And forage for fondue
Nimble Allison takes a valiant swing
At an otherwise bleak existence
And instantaneously absorbs a counter punch
A knock-out blow just below the chin
What would I do
If I could've done better
Scattering regret
Like wasabi on the leather
10 Lifeforms Having Lunch
The subsidiaries have stolen
Our last sustenance rays
Now we’re sick and sad
And firmly in the way
We glance upon the lifeforms having lunch
With spoons and forks, it's so much fun
Some are eating yogurt
Others dine on pork
Men in wigs
They don't drive
Too fast on the highway
They don’t die there either
They wear pants
And they believe in
Climate change and
Unending mercy
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