Diomedes

by Dingo Paisley

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1.
I found myself in a burning mess of pain Could not see the sunshine or the rain I lost… my head… to the policeman His ego… is so big… made him insecure ‘bout his intelligence Oh, give it back now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know Oh, just let it go now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know The next day I was walking to the bank They took my body ‘cos I couldn’t pay I knew… They would… but what choice do you really have It’s your fault… you’re needy… A home and food, well what were you thinking Oh, give it back now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know Oh, just let it go now it’s not a crime, you know Oh, it can be lethal Oh, spare me some time Just ‘cos it’s illegal Don’t make it a crime Oh, give it back now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know Oh, just let it go now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know The military man, he stomps his feet On the graves of children, watching through a screen He stole… my heart… Right out from my chest He’ll bomb you… he’ll rob you… Then say kids, doncha know that killing is wrong oh Oh, give it back now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know Oh, just let it go now Oh, it’s not a crime, you know it’s not a crime, you know
2.
Iron Road 03:06
She’s long bore her load She’s old its just as well Keep her pointed down the iron road She’ll bring me onwards straight to hell But the rusting engine on the train, And the driving need inside my brain, It ain’t no... competition I’ve seen flies piled up in heaps And bodies that begin to smell I’ve seen people who can stand the heat And people like a snowball in hell With their chaotic dance to get things done The people up top can have their fun It ain’t no... competition I knew a man worked for his pay But that ain’t quite enough to stay alive Alone he never thought to get his way ‘Cos if he did, they’d pluck out his eyes When a union comes to make their stand, Boss whips round turns them to sand It ain’t no... competition I’ve seen people staring down the barrel I’ve seen someone on the other side Building a pipeline to peril The others, they get pushed inside If youre lucky enough, escape that gun, The devil up high will lock you up It ain’t no... competition
3.
Hole 03:38
Hey, I got nothing to say Hey, I’m just running away My good friend K He takes his toll But my answer my only answer Is in a hole Hey, can’t you just look the other way Hey, never search in the day Hey, it’s in that alley, he sayed My good friend K He takes his toll But my answer my only answer Is in a hole Hey, I’ll spread it thinner next time Hey, that’s what you say every time Hey, get your hands off what’s mine Hey, I’m sorry but I can’t stay Hey, I’m just relaxing today My good friend K He takes his toll But my answer my only answer Is in a hole It’s in an alley (in a hole) It’s on the street (it’s in a hole) It’s under a car (it’s in the hole) It’s on the heat (it’s in a hole) My antsy answer My antsy answer My only answer It’s in a hole…
4.
Breathless 03:37
Deadly spirits all around You can hear them through the crowd What do they know That can take us back? (One of the numbers) Leave the bed Brush your teeth Comb your hair Hop the sea Your eggs are done You wipe some dirt Coffee spills Upon your shirt You’re tired again You close the door Want to wake up From what’s in store You’re on your way To the job That is sucking out your life Skeletons, knock from your closet Daring, they might loose a sound (One of the numbers) Rip through your skull Seeking peace All the stars Under the sea As you fly Your sailing ship Melts into dust That’s in your eye (They never cared for you You’re just your time to them) Walk home again Lock the door You don’t know What you’re in for Wake again Kill your time Fill your gas On your own dime Won’t you see Can’t you bleed No you can’t Not anymore Well you’re dead All is gone But now you’ll be Where you belong Life leaves you breathless
5.
Born Left 03:52
I’ll bide my time While you slice your limes If I could try something else I’d twist myself around a bear and squeeze I spoke with that ventriliquist Whose ass wanted to criminalize the bees Limited young dissident Scream away your voice until you sneeze I’ll waste my time While you cut your ties Wear a skirt, take off your shirt Maybe you would like to see me try Keyed his car filled it up with tar And I can see ‘cos I’m the girl inside Unleash the bats, you play with Fats His piano pulls its viscous tune through time Let’s pop balloons and cook a stew Admitting that you’ve never told a lie Lies. Your lie’s A lie I’ll bide my time You can cook with thyme Pulling strings and naughty things You jerk off in the bushes every night Rub your fingers, dance and laugh You will find there’s so much here in sight You’ll be drunk, you silly punk As you walk to school with a leaky pipe in hand Got a rat in your hat, but you can’t catch that Cos the wizard turned your slippery hands to sand Slip and slide you’d rather try To taste endangered chicken in Thailand Snort and sniff, get your hands off this It’s a shock like a kick in the adrenal gland I’ll take my time You’ll sip whiskey like it’s wine Wine Afterlife Reissue Deep-tissue But I’ll find my time You cool cats, can wait in line
6.
Black ’n white car cruising down the street Better watch your back, better move your feet There’s a long trail of blood they’re dragging behind But all you’ll hear on the news at a quarter to nine’s… “Window smasher Ungrateful bastard Destructor of property Victim of poverty” Violence All around you They caused your poverty To preserve property Trigger-happy pigs will kill as they please They won’t let you live, even on your knees They’ll justify your murder, if you’re black in America But don’t mention race or you’ll cause a hysteria Window smasher Break the plaster Destroy all their property Make them hear properly Violence All around us It’s an atrocity Let’s kill their property How would you feel with a knife in your back, You point it out, they say they don’t see jack I’d be screaming, yelling, crying You’re too loud for them, they won’t leave you alone Break their shit, ‘cos they’re breaking your bones Window smasher Break the plaster Destroy all their property Make them hear properly Violence All around us It’s an atrocity Let’s kill their property
7.
I met my baby near Houston On the highway ten Kinda place for truckers To let out their sin She bought a pack of cigarettes As I was coming in Her legs were long and her skirt was short Man, I was losing my head I mosied over to her That’s when she said “Fifty dollars, but you supply the bed.” Fucking in my truck, I almost started to cry I can’t live without her, baby She’s the apple of my eye She gave me the comfort I was starving for I talked ‘bout my lonliness Said listening cost more I gave my baby a fifty She didn’t care anymore I looked down on her sucking Man, I ain’t telling no lie I don’t know how to go on living She’s the apple of my eye I’m the roughest toughest cowboy West of the Mississipp’ But when she had to leave Baby, I started to slip When you find the one You better never lose your grip Left my baby near Houston Seems I outta luck She stole my heart On highway 10, it’s stuck My eyeballs full of tears, I didn’t see the truck Flying through the windshield Thinking, as I die I couldn’t live without her, because She’s the apple of my eye
8.
I’m cooking dinner, but I’m out of limes Running to the store, I gotta wait in line The check out counter’s filled with little bits of shit Manipulation, it’s riddiculous Red and blue candies, stupid bubble gum Handfull of batteries, you think you won I won’t be caught in your trap now, I ain’t what you think No I ain’t a sheep, wait I want a drink (check out) Look at that Look at this Can’t take it back Stop trying sell me all that useless crap And that useful crap don’t wanna buy no more What is disposable, nobody needs And what people need well it should be free When did things get so god damn overwhelming? Everything is strange and yet too familiar Seems I’ve found a place to hide from the yelling I’m not sure, I’ve never felt so bewildered Can you live a life, knowing where its going? NO (YES) (Favorite color, favorite flavor) I’ve never looked at myself Is that fine? Is that right? A critical mind doesn’t cohabitate with Peace of mind Peace of mind Look at yourself, but what is self? It’s what’s inside Or what’s outside How many bubblegum flavors will we need so that each individual can feel represented? Everyone needs a favorite flavor Everyone needs a favorite color Everyone needs their own style Here are your options Customize your self-identification When did things get so god damn overwhelming? Everything is strange and yet too familiar (Favorite color, favorite flavor) Seems I’ve found a place to hide from the yelling I’m not sure, I’ve never felt so bewildered Let me find my way back to the start Let me find my way right back to my home
9.
Homecoming 04:18
Homecoming She’s got the classroom running She’s homecoming See her Peel her Dead skin, dead skin, dead skin, dead skin See her Dig her Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly, ghostly tomb Homecoming She’s got the whole room wondering A homecoming She’s got the homeroom coming (from class) Homecoming She Feels Weightless, weightless, weightless, weightless She always Feels Homeless, homeless, homeless, homeless too She’s homecoming She’s got the vodka running She’s homecoming
10.
Walking down the street Cant get a grip ‘cos Twilight’s got me beat The cars racing past And they’re blind And they don’t see me Is it safe to cross the street What’s the point of looking ‘Fore you have to use your feet Don’t be afraid of the dark The nighttime is forgiving Be afraid of the light The day will force remembering The dark of the night Will promise and will carry through The light of the day Will break you and display you It’s getting late and the particles of dust Have gone to sleep Can’t see the road ahead Walking by memory The glowing streetlights draw you in But please don’t heed their call They’ll just ask you where you been And spotlight you, naked in the hall Don’t fear My dear Night’s here Been out walking for what Seems like 100 years But this emerging sun thats tearing up my world Won’t concede my retreat Don’t be afraid of the dark The nighttime is forgiving Be afraid of the light The day will force remembering The dark of the night Will promise and will carry through The light of the day Will break you and display you (Dark of the night) (Light of the day) I’ve learned the sun won’t bring me peace So I’ll keep running down these streets towards my bed All these lights they just hypnotize and compromise But your fears they won’t come in the day Maybe they should, but it’s not for me to say Don’t be afraid It’s all ok And so we’ll just keep running And we won’t see what’s next Sometimes you need a little blindness To deal with what you don’t expect So it’s ok yeah it’s ok in the night Don’t be afraid of the dark
11.
Post Script 03:51
You confuse yourself Can’t tell just what you felt But never ask for help I won’t matter any day now It won’t matter when the sun’s down No I’m not for to fade again But boy I’m ready just to fade away Occupy your mind “Don’t forget what’s mine” Keep getting stuck in time “Built to last” — a lie I won’t matter any day now It won’t matter when the sun’s down No I’m not ready for to fade again But boy I’m ready just to fade away Lost yourself at home Your brain’s a catacomb For thoughts to die alone Your world is monochrome (Now I go..) Getting up for a glass of water Phone is ringing that’s a bother Maybe beer will push this farther (Oh no) The taste I guess I love my friends I wanna let them in But that’s some hard-ass shit It’s harder than it’s been I won’t matter any day now It won’t matter when the sun’s down No I’m ready just to fade again But boy I’m not ready just to fade again
12.
Standing on a corner It’s half past three I’m dressed like a dipshit I can’t find my keys I was looking for a bathroom But I found a bar But you could never understand ‘Cos you never had a car whoops.. uh.. I say it like it is And I say it like it ain’t ‘Cos I’m poser trash And I got a back ache Oh look at me now All on the floor Pick it up again Oh it’s all on me now Fall on the floor Pick it up again I left my home But kept my lust Looking for adventure But it seems a bust It’s hard to drive When you’re outa luck But it’s harder still When you got no truck Oh poor old me now Sleep on the floor Pick it up again Running through the fog I’m tripping in Running past the doors I’ve been living in Gotta see the green grass Now and them Open up the gates To let ‘em in Want to see the world I’m living in Never wondered why You’re doing it Going faster, faster Full of bastards, bastards Never told us there’s no way out Oh digging me now Wipe up the floor Mess it up again Oh wishing you well Vomit on the floor Clean it up again Oh killing me now Blood up the floor Pick it up again
13.
I was born a wealthy man Wanted for nothing in my happy home Seeking struggle everywhere, I made my fortune on my own So money came and nothing mattered My heart yearned the might of Rome My father told me power conquers Like cities lost to the ocean’s foam I like meat Won’t be chained Gold so sweet Can’t be blamed I would rather starve us all Than let them take my meat away just tonight Light cascaded shyly on the bodies Walking home in the dim twilight Reasons, goals, elaborate dances Inconsequential to appetite The man in question, hurried home His sinews occupied my mind I stalked him through the city alleys Knowing father’s words were right All’s forgiven Inculpable For meat I’m driven Untouchable I would rather perish here Than give up my carnal thirst On my table I could see the world Just a body prepped to be a hole My hobby follows nature, From power comes an urge to seek control I pulled the knife across my dinner Carving chunks into my bowl Deep inside my mind, you ask me How I hoped this would make me whole I’m outta luck, they’re bending rules Take what you can, it’s what they taught in school I gotta split ‘cos they found my tune I’ll run away like I’m bending spoons I’m gonna see the world Feel the breeze on my wings unfurled Seen lots of women Seen lots of men Each one a prospect to be Devoured in my den Everybody’s got a tongue, boy Everybody’s got an ass Don’t matter where it from, boy I’ll never stop even if you ask You can hear them marching around the town Almost taste them stepping into the ground Clocking out at a quarter past five Sip down their troubles at the local dive See, that’s the trick can’t let the system beat you Makes you weak, might even kill you too The place for me is the place at the top Control the world and I’ll never stop You give me power, I abuse it I got impunity Don’t need anyone to excuse it Everybody’s just an opportunity (repeat…)
14.
Sanya 02:40
Our destination Propelled by a comet We say we’re different But it’s a promise And what’s a promise But something you gotta do Everybody’s looking at you Some say they’re ready Proud hollow calmness And no one’s ready But it’s a promise It’s gonna start But everything is going to end It’s so much harder when you got a friend You’ll come in screaming Shit yourself breast-feeding You’ll leave it dreaming White-knuckled needing Needs don’t matter When death takes you in the end Away from all of your friends That night I saw you Just before the hammer They spread an image Just with their cameras Well I don’t know But it seems an awful lot To keep them pointed at you There’s a screw Got hammered in my head Where were you While I lay in my bed In my head My thoughts, they turned into dreams But yours, they burst at the seams

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released December 30, 2022

Writing, Recording, Producing, Mixing: Dingo Paisley
Mastering: Tomi Pojaghi

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Dingo Paisley Los Angeles, California

For about 13.8E9 years, Space Cowboy-turned lo-fi freak-folk musician Dingo Paisley drifted thru the void via space- lizard.

One day, pants around their ankles, the atoms comprising Dingo got fucked up. And with their asses still hanging out, the lightyears of distance between them were slurped up. The result was a thing people call a human. Humans lived on a big pile of dirt/shit they named Earth
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