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Mirth Control

by Divine Intervention Now

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the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning the heart of the fool is in the house of mirth ecclesiastes 7:4
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she is the nothingness the anorexic eats death's little cameo between your heart's every beat and she is that unrelenting night in which all cows are black her powers grow with every deepening of the lack the real face underneath the mask is but a mask she gives a different name to everyone who asks cause she lies like a rug under a dog under a spell always dropping hints about a secret she won't tell her disappearing act is just about complete but you don't even notice cause it happens by degrees she puts those love me love me love me love mes in your ear the licking of those hot pink chops is all you hear when the scales on your eyes fall away you will see deep within a lair trimmed with lace lies a beast without face
3.
The Mower 05:21
like a cat in a cartoon running off a cliff realizing in mid-air that something's amiss the ostrich that plunges his head in the ground leaves this world believing that he's safe and sound the obsessive compulsive repeats ritual deeds devotees ward off crises by fondling beads the beast in the jungle has already sprung but you spend your days bracing for horrors to come to the green blades of april longing for the sky i'll teach you a shortcut the sweep of the scythe so gather ye rosebuds make hay while ye may the sun in his chariot is hastening away the jig is up it's all over it's time to pay the piper the celestial lawnmower in common ruin slays the dandelions and clover the reaper follows hard upon the heels of the sower accept your fate
4.
Johnny 03:14
johnny fell down laughing and he split his sides again he caught daddy in the closet wearing mama's shoes again he ran downstairs and this is what he said he cried oooooooo oooooo johnny fell down laughing and he split his sides again he found the priest with a lap-full of hair from his best friend's head he ran outside and this is what he said he cried oooooooo oooooo johnny cried in the corner and wished that he was dead he dropped acid on his 29th birthday and the room turned red and i'll give you exactly one guess what he said he cried oooooooooo ooooooo
5.
born like any warm-blood beast, between the piss and shit i was torn from mama's poor-old teats to suck a bitch's tit my pa was an impostor with no paternal claim on me he inherited a foster child who caused eternal grief welcome home to bethlehem turn the other cheek they laughed and pulled my breeches down a prophet has no honor mongst the people of his town i learned em bout the needle's eye, my sweat turned into blood this could end in fire, i said, this could end in flood welcome home to bethlehem my real dad wasn't round much he forsook his only son but i tried my best to please that man in everything i done i broke the law so many times i busted it in two then got busted by the law for petty crimes and thrown in shu welcome home to bethlehem he live he lives but different than before the lights are on but no one's home his soul's windows are doors he lives he lives but changed from what he was through empty halls he nightly roams he knows not what he does he lives he lives
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maybe we ain't made for this place but it's all we got i can tell by the look on your face it's a lot worse than i thought i know it feels like we're drifting in place and we can't get a grip maybe we ain't made for this place but it's all we get if we drown all our sorrows in beer we can't afford smokes plus these days even dying is dear for us regular folks stuck on a ship it don't make sense to steer cause the water's so still we can't let the kids sniff out our fear when they bring the bill before you cry close your eyes and make a wish upon a brand new doublewide they say the devil takes the hindmost away so this must be hell we'll cross our fingers until we get paid and find more shit to sell we watched another boat sail off today as we waved goodbye if it's true we ain't made for this place well why even try?

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"[C]oolest release of 2014." Ongakubaka Records

"[L]ike little else I've ever heard...low pitched dead pan vocals with prophetic and ominous messages, resting on creepy, exotic instrumentation...like a bad trip as the sun sets on a scorched earth." Modern Folk Music of America

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released August 31, 2014

Phillip Mahoney: songs and instruments
Kevin Greenland: instruments and art
Mastering by Sex Dungeon Studios

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Divine Intervention Now Wheelersburg, Ohio

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