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City (S​)​liquor (rough mix)

by BlindººCoyote

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music by BlindººCoyote, lyrics by Terence Troy Steiner

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you are such a city (s)liquor
slithering and sloughing
your belly on blood diamond rocks
eating your own skin
to leave no trace
in plain sight
and i am just a country mouse
and hide from you in foxy holes
rafters
floorboards and stories
trying to avoid a squeak or creak
so you don't attempt to swallow me whole again
you attend the galas
in your alexander mcqueen
that you stole
from your morgue of memory
of sticky glossies you keep bedside
next to expired condoms and dark chocolate
you are so middle of the road
always right
left of median
center stage and spot lit
merely to shine on the belly so yellow
lime like grenadine
you are layed off
as you are jacked up
pounding the pavement
with your fist and entitlement
"this city is mine, and it owes me a living," you hiss
F.I.T. and your future, future friends cannot help you now
so blue in your blackberry winter
waterboarding for sport and secrets and appletini's
keeping so current in the undertow
you ebb and you flow
as they cum and they go
rinse. lather. repeat.
so heir apparent
in your air transparent
waxing the wings and gilding the lily
carrying false papers
dismembering drug lovers in bathtubs along the hudson
to avoid forensics and historians
your thumb never leaves a print
as the presses roll
and the cutting room floor never fails to reflect
your narcissus kisses
belie the cobb salad caught in your teeth
of poison and spleen and spite and mean
you converse with your fists; i don't speak your language
you are not of my species
four score divided by two
is always me
yet never you
you roll back the hands of time
magic man
so regal and in the zone
you coil and wind side
remain so afeared of a mongoose of truth
throwing murder parties
to show the world
your rules are unthinkable and inconsequential
my radio is not your GAGA
i can be silent in four languages
to let you commandeer the room
with your serpentine deception
and your highly mobile jaw
your venom is always PAGE SIX
when you suffocate
burrow and moult
and keep your carte of blanche
next to your tense of pre
consult and market
network and brand yourself pig
babylon always falls
i have often charmed you
on your urban streets of gold
i always end up in retreat
for i prefer my wine
and you, dear carnivore,
just want my meat
so i remain a nomadic country mouse
supposedly eclipsed by your urban sprawl
you can bite your tongue
you really can hold your licker
it must be in the genes
you are such a city (s)liquor

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released September 8, 2011
music by BlindººCoyote, lyrics by Terence Troy Steiner
recorded @ Chumberos, Spain, September 2011

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BlindººCoyote is a Dutch-born tonemaster/producer previously located in the U.S. and in Brussels, but now working from his studio in southeastern Spain. He started out with analogue modular synthesizers and tape loops in the late 1970´s and has evolved along with the progressions of electronic music up until today, yet taking a rather personal approach.
Here is an overview of his digital releases. ... more

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