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Open the Phone and Talk on the Phone with You

by Ben Levin

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I'm Dumb 02:22
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3.
4.
Punch Delete 03:22
5.
Pretty 02:24
6.
Earthling 04:02
7.
To Know 01:56
8.
Pro Audio 00:32
9.
Piss 02:36
10.

about

Lyrics:
I'M DUMB
I'm dumb, da di dee da da dum dum

I walk pulling on my own collar
I'm tripping along into myself
I'd certainly love to call it some fun quirk that makes me special
I'm smelling like greyish lettuce
I eat 'cause I just hate to waste
I left the toilet floating higher
I ascend and touch my face

Pushing with all my muscles
You offer but I can handle it
Wade into a salty puddle
breaking wakes us up and swallows
Sweat filling up my new sandles
I smell like a loving garbage pit
we'll never be sleek and shaven
we're too cool to bother

I'm dumb

ALONE AT THE PARTY
I'm alone at the party
we're all alone at the party
getting further apart
getting further apart at the party
And we don't need to go home to be gone
And when home isn't sweat anymore
We're all staring and smelling like spit
cause we're home all alone when we party

I'm gardening and touching myself
Reading to my vegetables
And it's nice to feel young again
With no clue how this will end

I'm alone at the party
we're all alone at the party
Getting further apart getting further apart
at the part at the party

I'm crying on mom's cardigan
Leaving all my angst for my bestest friends
and it's nice to feel wrong again
with no clue how this will end

Chorus

Whatever makes you comfortable
Digital or physical
you're only gonna have to show your elliptical you mean it

I'm only made of minutes
I'm only made of chicken
I'm only made of chicken
I'm only vending pizza
so put your penny in it

JUNK FOOD BOX

In my junk food box getting soft soft soft
In my junk food box it's a lot it's a lot

Waking up in camouflage
Cheeto dust and caked in mud
I don't got time to let the light in
I don't got a plan just moving with the stream
I'm like I could do burgers and fries
I could do pie
I could do all night
Wishing the world to the side
It'll be fine as long as it's deep fried
I wanna try I wanna try to be fine
I'm almost busting my sides
I know I'm better I'm better than this
but I'm so sleepy

Chorus

What's wrong? I deserve it
Just this once I deserve it
I went hard I went hard I went so hard

In my junk food box getting soft soft soft
In my junk food box it's a lot it's a lot

PUNCH DELETE

I'm the admin of servers that spin
and tilt the globe a world wide wince
The freshest fish are born rotten
and in our guts the bottle cap bits

Make me thirst
Make me spit
I'm tight rope high
I'm ripe like piss
and take a swig the flush going
the seeds I like growing a fist
I punch delete
I strangle quit
A river of memes like Rorschach ink
I see myself in your skin
and see myself hating it

Ctl shft esc esc esc
and pouring out the screen
(the answer to all things said in a way that makes total sense)

PRETTY

At the bottom of the lake and deeper still
When the water starts to change to you
Breathing my name
Breathing my name
Swirling your spit
Dew on my mane
I chase the other cats away
Away from here
Somewhere that makes me look pretty
I wade from here I look so so pretty
My teeth grew too long with nothing to chew
Through the roof of my mouth they're poking through
And the gushing out and the filling up and the bottom of and the bottom of
You and me and you look so pretty
And you and me you make me feel so pretty
And you and me you look so pretty
And you make me feel so pretty

EARTHLING

Fungus like geodes
You are the picture I hold
You are the place for our sun kissed smiles
And I am a hole in the window

Caves prairies and planes
Color breeds our soul
You are a time for a future bright
and I am a gaping plothole
Spin me to the core
Till the cosmos eats us whole

I am just an earthling
Laughing and squirming
Holding in a breath
Joining in the death is all we seem to do
I am just an earthling
Laughing and squirming
Holding in a breath
Joining in the death is all we seem to do

Ice cream and cherries sliding onto my eyes
I am a ten you would do again
All sheen and pride aside
Cactus arms wave me down
Dying held by a thread
Desert for drying the laundry line
Ice caps for washing our bed
Spin me to the core till the cosmos eats us whole

Chorus

TO KNOW

Silent drive
I finally find
The time to let
you in my mind
Suddenly
I saw you die
And all the noise
Kept me from crying
Kept me from feeling
the boundless weight
Of knowing deeply
It’s now too late
To hold the phone
Up to my face
And say three words
That make your day
And reassure
You’re not alone
You never were
But it can be hard to know
To know


PISS
I’m dumb
We split in half in Bakersfield
And we run and we ride and we hold it inside
Till we find a public spot to shine
You never got so mad before
But when you’re holding it in
your relationship waits in line for that golden shiny piss

We all need a spot to piss
No buts about it
No butts, piss

White knuckling I’ve got to ditch
All the juice in my tum has got to run
All the way from France to Pakistan
I’m sorry I became a bitch
But it’s true in my heart I love you so
Let’s not let piss get between us though
I’m dumb

We all need a spot to piss
No buts about it
No butts piss

Hydration can be double edged
My skin is aglow and the shame doesn’t show
But I spend more time in nasty bathrooms
I’m relieved that I relieved my piss
With your hands sanitized realized I’m your guy
Through piss and thin and out and in
I’m dumb

OPEN THE PHONE AND TALK ON THE PHONE WITH YOU

How many smiles have we given each other
Seems like thousands or hundreds at least
How could you tell that I’d be nice to you always
Seems like we just got lucky for all this time
Can you believe it’s here
Another calendar year
If you need me just call me
I’ll open the phone and talk on the phone
With you

credits

released February 16, 2021

Music written and performed by Justice Cow, Ben Levin, Bradford Krieger, and Chaimes Parker
Lyrics by Justice Cow and Ben Levin
Mixed by Bradford Krieger
Produced by Justice Cow. Ben Levin, Bradford Krieger, and Chaimes Parker
Engineered by Bradford Krieger and Chaimes Parker at Big Nice Studio in Lincoln RI
Mastered by Randy Roos at Squam Soun

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