The lids are down
There are contacts in the sewers
The eye begins to dilate and a floater blots the day
In a war-torn polyclinic, with a fish hook down the drain pipe
And another on the way
Take a moment to focus the noble lie
Cordon off all the new dilated eyes
Take a moment to focus the noble lie
Find miosis before the time is nigh
We’re directionally impaired
By a pointy, wriggling snare
I don’t care who you are, that’s funny right there
The pins are fried
The phoropters are submerged
And in a flash, we are blistered with remorse
Sharpening under the skyline
Another wall of oculi
Will saddle this blind horse
Take a moment to focus the noble lie
Cordon off all the new dilated eyes
Take a moment to focus the noble lie
Find miosis before the time is nigh
We’re directionally impaired
By a pointy, wriggling snare
I don’t care who you are, that’s funny right there, ha!
The blue, the brown, the pins are down
The pins are fried, the time is nigh
That noble I
Former member of Fela Kuti’s Egypt 80 unveils a rich, swinging new record that pulls from jazz and soul in its high-wattage songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024