My friend got drunk at a poetry reading,
we went down to Union Square.
We were hungry like a New York City band,
I cut off my hand.
It grew back.
My hands are like that, yeah,
sometimes, my hands grow back.
And the world was small.
The world was my house.
But the world was always out to get us.
You're probably just a pathological liar, and
I don't trust that type.
You're just another clinically proven formula to
drive me insane.
Someone in the mud tonight stole half of my heart,
and I sold my art.
Recently, my tendons have been severing themselves.
I once was lost, now I'm found.
Recently, the surgeons amputated my left arm.
The one on the right is as good as new.
Dancing in the woods last night, we saw a giant bat.
And I screamed, what the hell is that?
So make some fucking noise, you've only got a few more years,
everything you do will outlive you.
So make some fucking noise, I know you can do it.
I'm the one armed man, even I can.
Don't think you're safe.
Don't think you're safe, I want everyone to be obese.
Except for me, because I can't do that to myself.
Don't think you're safe.
Don't think you're safe, I want everyone to be obese,
so I can feed them to the dark parasite living in the
shadow of the door, to the room where I was handcuffed,
beaten and taken away by a group of rogue Federal agents,
who almost killed me completely, but thanks to the
dissociative fugue state that I'm in, and a
lack of sleep and hydration,
I am here, with my guitar.
Singing to you.
Hey, I'm the one armed man.
I can walk, but I can't talk.
This will be your last day in the mud,
tonight, I'm taking you away.
credits
from Dogs vs. Cats,
released December 6, 2013
Cannonball Statman - Frankenguitar, Acoustic Guitar, and Vocals.
Music and lyrics by Cannonball Statman.
Recording engineered and produced by Cannonball Statman in Brooklyn, NY.
Phoebe Novak grew up in NY playing alongside the likes of Diane Cluck and Regina Spektor. After a 6 year hiatus, she has
reemerged powerfully onto the NYC scene with her visceral screams and dripping gypsy lullabies. Cannonball Statman began when a part-canine musician wrote songs he could play with an injured left hand. The chaotic, dystopian songs are still performed, but the hand has recovered....more
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