Ick Tank, by Slept

Ick Tank

by Slept

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1.	The Map 02:31	lyrics	buy track
they're doing well to hide beneath the fashion tide as trends foam up and die, exploding in the sky, becoming air in clouded sky some day a rain will come a rolling meniscus drum as they suckle ocean crumbs they will listen til they're numb while they're fighting off their lungs a few will pierce the gray, breathe air, and crawl away, and everything they'll grope to say will soon be bought away for a camera lens's pay like how they're the sand that sifting gives the inherent chance to live as someone sells what's in the sieve and the irony in that is someone evolved to peddle crap and gave trend fishermen a map down on the ocean floor, they slink away from shore they can see their numbers thin as a thousand boats close in it's a bloodied lion's den now all is cut and dry for generation Y think how jaded they will be and so deep beneath the sea I hope they drown to harbor Z it seems that everything is tapped dry
2.	Spitzbergen 03:04	lyrics	buy track
this girl was busy floating in the Pacific south Spitzbergen hit the surface a mile off strobes of radiation erupted by her charter slowly slurps in its only drink she feels somehow sincere she drains away from fear she's drawn to a boat that disappears she's got a headache from facing east her kicking pivots towards the wreck she knows while lacking why something's wrong current or the clarity is pulling her with a wide-eyed, frantic rush, and water closing up, Charlene went as a magnet on Halloween she's sinks through the window pane this silver roof is her last picture frame she knows she'll never come up again so she's sad she'll never be young again
3.	Starcrunch 05:28	lyrics	buy track
it's really good to know all these holes are getting filled, at least as an afterthought but, it doesn't matter now, it really just matter now if roads behind me are being fixed as the driver speeds through the hate and dust of Texas West 26 we're crawling to a stop it must be about nine o'clock I couldn't sleep at all and my tingling legs took the fall and as I walk around this near-El Paso gas station I eat a Starcunch and try to sleep
4.	My Aggressor 03:31	lyrics	buy track
the digital clock had just passed by 3 a.m. when I smashed into the guy who'd been chasing, trying to kill me, for a week now "Take that, you miserable sack of shit!" then my car flipped, because the street lamps in the mist did nothing for me, into Filene's I awoke to the start of not being able to feel my legs there's my aggressor, dragging his gimped-up leg through the crash site, his gun's drawn, he's focusing, through the cobweb that his body Jackson Pollocked on my windshield with a crack, a blood jet on the glass
5.	Klezmer Go [Live] 02:53	info	buy track
6.	Starcrunch (Two Guys From Harvard Version) 06:16	lyrics	buy track
it's really good to know all these holes are getting filled, at least as an afterthought but, it doesn't matter now, it really just matter now if roads behind me are being fixed as the driver speeds through the hate and dust of Texas West 26 we're crawling to a stop it must be about nine o'clock I couldn't sleep at all and my tingling legs took the fall and as I walk around this near-El Paso gas station I eat a Starcunch and try to sleep

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released June 1, 1996

Music by Aaron Sarlo, Chris O'Brien, Phillip Ouellette

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