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Fill in Every Blank, Close All the Doors

THE 78th LP: 13 SONGS BY VERNON HOWL


The second M0773⅄ LP after Gothic Foxtrot. Only 69 more of these suckers to go! (nice)

♫ TRACKLIST – 13 TRACKS (30:54)
1. When They See the Wolves (So Me) 02:54
2. 4DCB 02:22
3. Timid Lapse 01:55
4. Alabaster Barge 02:08
5. Doctors, Lawyers, Moguls, Barkeeps 02:22
6. Plane 01:10
7. Weirdness and Joy 01:07
8. Lockstep Fallback Sympathy 02:07
9. 9 in 30 03:08
10. Morgue for Forks in the Road 02:43
11. The Hypnopendulum 02:38
12. A Demon in the Ducts 03:02
13. Suspicious Mailman 03:18

Music & Words by Vernon Howl ©

01 When They See the Wolves (So Me)

When sheep storm the gates
I feel great
The look in their eyes
When they see the wolves I hide
Mia tells me not to do it
Don’t set those bad boys free
But there’s something I can’t shake
It’s undeniably ‘so me’


02 4DCB

All my favorite singers couldn't sing
And when he sang that he was talking ‘bout himself, there's no one else
Sometimes you want something
And there's nothing on the shelf

And years later when it's way too late
You'll have to deal with the feeling itself, cuz you’ve been dealt
A rotten hand, the promised land
The difference between is hardly felt


03 Timid Lapse

My only wish is your command
Full on stop yes thank you m'am
Comes in droves and open sores
Fill in every blank, close all the doors

Watch out for a timid lapse
Time you will not ever get back

Fool me once, dinner’s on me
This is something you’ll want to see
I’m no chef that is correct
I’m no artist, all art is theft


04 Alabaster Barge

My god, there's an alabaster barge
But nobody on onboard is in charge
The big whitish thing is glistening
But nobody alive is listening

It’s coming straight for shore - watch out!
Nobody knows what this thing’s all about


05 Doctors, Lawyers, Moguls, Barkeeps

Doctors, Lawyers, Moguls, Barkeeps
Everybody sweats the same at a wedding
Between heaven and hell, purebreds and swine
The width of the line through success… is thicker than regretting

Trash men, jazz freaks, tech nerds, pundits
Everybody swallows swagger on their birthday
Between the good and the bad, the daughters and the dads
Forever unchanged the formula remains… no matter what you say


06 Plane

Kanye West Was on Epstein's plane
(Show me the flight logs)
No the names have been changed!
He rapped at the palace, at the temple thing
It was a potluck dinner at the pedo ring
But Kanye West... didn't know what to bring


07 Weirdness and Joy

Weirdness and Joy
They are not toys
Mild spoilers abound
In this old forever town

Wonky and stylish
Symptoms are mild, it’s
That we can’t behave
In our own way


08 Lockstep Fallback Sympathy

Forgo a whimpering symphony
To shield a blanket statement in disguise
The complex wanders wildly
No lockstep fallback sympathy to hide

I remember talking to another fractured soul
About the piss of Mr. Lawrence
A lack of water took its toll


09 9 in 30

My fingertips reek of iron
I am alone in the shallow end
There isn't enough chlorine in here
To soak me clean again

9 in 30, 3 in 10
You got a leftover number there my friend
But your not the only one
Three and one remain undone

The battle for inertia
By the demon Bible Gut
Versus a lowlife lowdown friend
Leaves us moldy with oldies in a lonely rut


10 Morgue for Forks in the Road

I slept in the glow of an iPad's light
On full brightness, alright alright
It had been flipped over, screen side up
At some indeterminate time of night

There's more horsehit in this morgue
The morgue for forks in the road
We done did straddle the damn line
And the beasts we rode did implode

Like a turtle’s signal to God almighty
To end things shine a beacon brightly
With a Care Bears stomach, a simple call
Turn me over, can’t do this nightly

Didn't so much as sleep through the glow
Rather, I basked in the darkness hidden below
As if on display, I don't quite sleep
No not anymore, I’ve grown too old


11 The Hypnopendulum

Infected Latin lines
WE don't do smile crimes
There is a year's supply of fire so bright it will burn your eyes out

The Hypnopendulum
Makes all smart men dumb
We wag it to and fro like a carnival front busted up the weekend


12 A Demon in the Ducts

The machinery screams
It's a desolate scene
The ducks are quacking at the row
Of felons and fastballs
Where did the time go?
A demon in the ducts might know

We weasel in a wedlock groove
With a very bad attitude
Something's brewing in this scene
We aim to get better again
But the bad times are winning, friend
It never pays to be this mean


13 Suspicious Mailman

Suspicious mailman
He is working in reverse
Suspicious mailman
His whole vibe is cursed

Suspicious mailman
He's a goddamned wack job
Suspicious mailman
I think his name is Bob

He takes your cards, he takes your letters
He doesn't believe the world can get better
He bleeds when you cut him, he's speaking in tongues
He takes your gifts, he takes your presents
He only lives for some semblance of vengeance
He has no love, no life, his prospects are done

Suspicious mailman
A thief sent from hell
Suspicious mailman
From what I can tell

Suspicious mailman
He was born for the grind
Suspicious mailman
A klepto mastermind

He takes your bills, he takes your summons
He lives in squalor in an underground dungeon
He worships the devil, he's a disciple of the Valefar
He takes your mags, he takes your subscriptions
He has a cool van that is totally bitchin’
He feels sad a lot, he's going through withdrawal from Adderall


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