The Burning Bush

by Moses Nose

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released January 17, 2015

Tracked, mixed, and mastered by audio engineer Aaron Rauber at Franklin Street Studios.
Artwork by Ellen Ahearn. Digitized by Luke Ahearn.
All songs written & performed by Moses Nose.

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Track Name: The Burning Bush
Hey
There are words stuck in my throat
Our castle’s across the moat
Until then we’re fucking broke

Ohhhhhhhh
Say
Ohhhhhhh
We’re all stuck in the game
but I was born with a bullet in my brain
and people never change

Hey
Meet me on the noise floor
We’ll get on like vagabonds
Ignore the trouble you're in
if you haven’t died you ain't ever lived
and I’m sure, those big heads will spin
we’ll sit em down and we’ll do it again

Ohhhhhhh
Say
Ohhhhhhh
We’re all stuck in the game
but I was born with a bullet in my brain
and people never change

Woah
Trudgin around through the mud by the rain
When our impending doom hit the train
I crashed through a thousand floors
To today they operaaaaaate

*Ripping Bass solo*

Look out!

SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY *hysteric nonsense*
Track Name: Culture Product
Am I scared of the dark or am I scared of myself
when i close my eyes I'm in a living hell
Now mama always told you that opposites attract
you want to fix me up, I want to MAKE YOU BAAAD

Give me a gun do me up from the ceiling
seat belts never seemed so unappealing
then when I had that dance with you
put you in the trunk and saw the cops in the rearview
I’m a culture product, don’t need to get locked up
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay

I’m a sad man, no lack of confidence
I’ll tell you straight up, that I don’t give a shit
I'm drinking in the forties, you know I’m driving in the fifties
I always hit the wall before the truth hits me
(hit me) hits me

Give me a gun do me up from the ceiling,
seatbelts never seemed so unappealing
then when I have that dance with you
put you in the trunk so the cops in the rearview
Im a culture product, don’t need to get locked up
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay

I’m how you made me, so, so fucking crazy
(suffo)
CATE CATE
(suffo)
CATE CATE
ruuuughghghgh
CATE CATE
(suffo)
Cate Cate

Am I scared of the dark, or am I scared of Mice-elf?
AY AY AY AY AY AY AY AY AY AY AY AY-----
YEAH YEAH YEAHHHHHH

Is this a love affair
or the hokey pokey?
Cuz you shook that ass around before you tried to choke me-
put in your heart and soul, and then you took it all out
that’s what you’re all about
GIVE IT TO ME BOYS

Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay

I CAN’T TAKE THIS CULTURE
(YEAH YEAH YEAH)

I CAN’T TAKE THIS CULTURE
(YEAH YEAH YEAH)
Track Name: The Kings of Nova Scotia
In the valley an iron lung
Lain beneath the blazing sun we baked, we baked
In the eyes of the elder ones-
Of the sheltered ones-
We’re Helter Skelter bums

We will never find out to see
We will never die
We will never find out we survived

And so we were to ride the road
Every night to drive our speakers
Countdown waiting to explode
Until we had it at our fingers

We are the kings of Nova Scotia
Track Name: Suck the Fystem
Trudged around through the mud like a rebel
On the cliff so convinced that I’d tremble
Here I am, unafraid in the land that we made
Common Cause, Better Days
It’s a good time to fade away

SUCK THE FYSTEM
We’re screaming and you won’t listen
SUCK THE FYSTEM

Here I am, unafraid in the land that remains
Common Cause, Better Days
It’s a good time to fade away

SUCK THE FYSTEM
We’re screaming and you won’t listen
SUCK THE FYSTEM
Track Name: The Runner
The guild brings me down
I've dug a hole I can’t get out
Forced memories
Hang this prison over me

The will is me I know, but the weight of these chains won’t let me go
Living down below, but there just ain’t no place I’d rather go

It’s not the things you ask of me
It’s the light you ask it under
What you say when don’t speak
Is coming down like rolling thunder

The will is me I know, but the weight of these chains won’t let me go;
Don't want to live life like the runner
Track Name: Flaming Dolly
Some people insist I get around-
With hard evidence I can't get out
As hard as I try I guess I am out of luck
As hard as I try I can’t lie

I see you on the video screen,
I see you sitting on me

How this came about I'll never know
Trying to get out of this inside joke
As hard as I try it’s just nothings adding up
To my surprise I realize

I see you on the video screen,
I see you sitting on me,

Flaming Dolly
Why don’t you call me anymore?

I see you on the video screen,
I see you are looking at me,
I see you are you fucking with me? Stop fucking with me

YOU FUCKING BITCH

Flaming Dolly
Why don’t you call me anymore?
Track Name: Soft Core Porn
We’re kicking rocks who’s keeping score?
It’s singles night down at the Broken Door
You think you’re hot shit? I’m no killjoy.
I’ll play your game but baby, you’re the toy

Nobody hears the words you say,
Let me see your body oh oh oh-ay
And the words are written all over your face
You shake your head but you’ll shake your waist
Just wait--

You wanna get high, you want to get down?
It’s the right time, turn the lights down.

The way you talk is like soft core porn;
It implies a lot more than it performs.
Well it’s been fun, but the foreplay’s getting me down
It won’t keep me around

Nobody hears a word you say
Let me see your titties oh oh oh-ay
And the words are written all over your face
This sexual tension won’t go to waste
Just wait--

You wanna get high, you want to get down?
It’s the right time, turn the lights down

I don't wanna give another damn about
All the other motherfuckers that are camping out
Sitting in the sun singing my songs
The government wants us off their lawn
Say no no don’t talk about it
No no don’t talk about it
Say no no don’t talk about it
Track Name: Chained
Chained to a terrifying monster
A deal you can’t walk away
A thousand years for you or longer
Until you finally suffocate

Your scars are soaking in the water
A spectacle to daze us all
Those counterfeits will pull you farther
Exhilarated in the song

Wait
Take it all back now
You’re full of yourself
You’d die to stick out
Break
You’re all you can get now
You’d die to get out
Track Name: Middle Man
Slapstick comedy,
Getting high, genocide and sodomy
It’s on the market, your daily dose
They’re feeding lies at the party; You’re the host

Severed head gallery
Little people on the big screen
They mediate the government
And I’m too fucked up to give a shit

If I’m the middle man, between the devil on my shoulder and the angels up above
You can try to understand but you’ll never, you’ll never have this flesh and blood

This is a call to arms
To not be what's expected of you
We wont fit in to their subdivisions
Popular opinion is not the truth
Track Name: Velvet Tongue
Hello,
I’m a spot on your record
Below,
All this intimate pressure

Here we are
Two halves of one-
In peace

Honey you seem to know me well,
but I don’t even really know myself
I’m just tryin to find a place called home
If you find it babe pick up the telephone

Mama,
You made a sour son
And I’m trippin
Off your Velvet Tongue

Get down on my Johnson
I’m not jonesing, I’m just on some drugs
Pollinate your blossom; serotonin while we smoke some bud

Hello,
I’m a spot on your record
Below,
All this intimate pressure

Honey you like to kiss and tell
Advertise the sex I sell
I’m not trying to turn you on
but if you ain’t then something's wrong

Mama,
I’m a loaded gun
Trippin
Off your velvet tongue