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Ten

from Ragas by Fyrce Muons

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There’s a rabid dog in here, Aloysius
It’s nothing but a light and suspicious
A teeny tiny man climbs a ladder
He fights to gather strength, pitter patter
A dog is not a man and gets comfort
A man is not an eel and gets nothing
The sign of a storm nothing matters
Gonna have just a field of a day
And a melancholy man lies in tatters
For the fortunate others lie in wait
Take it down there my friend
Come and step up and take it back down
And me, your mother
Let me scare the holy crap out of you
Ok my child?
Your going to get me crime and it’s delicious
Like an alligator jaw inside pernicious
A fender from a car beats a pattern
Into the body of a man from Manhattan
Just a vehicle of God into a schism
Like as nothing gets you down into the rhythm
The sign of a storm nothing matters
Gonna have just a field of a day
And a melancholy man lies in tatters
For the fortunate others lie in wait

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from Ragas, track released January 1, 2008

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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California

Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.

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