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BEEKEEPERS

by Beekeepers

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hummus_god Such a fun and creative album that rocks the entire time! A great band with a great sense of humor. Favorite track: LAMB JAM.
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1.
BEEKEEPERS 02:57
our world is penned in brown ink our faces do not exist you assume that bees cannot think let me fill you in on something you’ve missed WE ARE THE BEEKEEPERS WE ARE THE BEEKEEPERS PIETER BRUEGEL ELDER HE IS OUR CREATOR simplemen scared off their feet find them in hickory trees beekeepers doin’ their jobs movin’ all that honey to the mobs WE ARE THE BEEKEEPERS WE ARE THE BEEKEEPERS BEEKEEPING IS THE RAGE WORKING FOR MINIMUM WAGE WE ARE THE BEEKEEPERS BzZBzBzbzzzBZBuzz
2.
CARTOGRAPHY 03:22
iraq jordan lebanon syria afghanistan iran & israel this is the mapping of a broken heart organized hatred clogs the arteries cartography can be larceny poverty can breed arsonists but that don’t excuse any of this why can’t they find some peace in the middle east? i hear them arguing from the midwest there’s not enough water to put the flames out the embers of hatred keep on burning the embers of hate will burn out but there’s not enough water to go around today, so they say serenity for infinity well if people really want peace then they can have a piece of me
3.
old man winter up in the mountains makin’ all the snow and ice down in the valley all grows calm, you heed your neighbor’s good advice summertime has come and gone, we’ve revelled in our vice wintertime is coming on, it’s time to pay the price old man winter that mean old coot will forge his cold accoutrements old man father will bow his head and give the blessed sacrament winter’s war strikes a chord on the strings of a lute or zither the strings detuned, the old man croons and all will rot and wither death prevails o’er hill and dale, the fool shall meet his end winter’s fair, i’ll give him that he doesn’t spare a friend old man winter... well i know that all things must return to the state in which they formed but i long for the day when laws decay and things are merely born sure as it comes, winter must leave spring comes along, grants it’s reprieve sure as it comes springtime must go it never shall end, as all of us know
4.
PRE-OP BOP 03:19
i hate love songs, i love hate crimes why do they always forget my sauce packets? are you having fun with your new step-dad’s gun? it’s not loaded, but i know where the bullets are do you know that feeling that you get when you try to stop a microwave right before its microtimer waves goodbye? in the desert nothing matters, hearts are thumping and clothes are tattered cacti arms are apathetic, i shaved my pits and i don’t regret it nail polish on my pinky toe; its flaking off and i just don’t know what color i will paint them next; i’ll ask my mom through cellular text but my battery’s out of charge and my father, still at large, used to make us call him sarge, never told us ‘bout his scars do you know that feeling that you get when you burn yourself to feel the pain but to your surprise it doesn’t burn at all? took all the strength that i could muster, drivin’ round and huffin’ duster they put me in intensive care where they asked about my arm-pit hair i’m pre-op i won’t stop ‘til i’m post-op with or with out your cooperation 2x
5.
who am i gonna listen to on my way home from work? who’s gonna be the voice of my concern? IT’S NOT YOU clear channel’s profits were barely in the black big man upstairs said cut the fat IT WAS YOU satellite radio is here to stay put local line-ups right into the grave the prophecy has come true deminski and doyle are from new jersey but they’re more michigan than you or i will ever be THAN WE’LL EVER BE
6.
CAPITOL PARK 03:19
my branches reach into the sky people pass by but they dare not climb here i stand in detroit this is my home ne’er do i roam capitol park: it is shady if you go there in the dark all the people loiter at my feet dreams of a seat of government under my roots there is no dispute my leaves are waving to the day when they will decay, the cement will stay capitol park: traffic triangle where the buses park where the homeless people play guess who
7.
LAMB JAM 03:31
animals have rights and, of course, so do i i have a right to live and they a right to die i have no right to die nor they any right to live i have a right to buy the many bodies they must give walmart has savings and, of course, so does christ walmart’s frozen bodies, they are sold at a discount price even jesus’ body never had no right to die his father came and robbed his tomb as payment for our vice every shepherd surely has the right to eat his sheep jesus rose to early, he was not all owed to sleep there’s lamb served in the kitchen as his father had decried there’s jesus in the kingdom at the right hand of his side in the sky the lamb was disassembled and then hung above a bin while an apple had dismantled our first hungering for sin what about the animals, which was eaten first? when did Eve first realize only humans deserve a hearse? on the disassembly line they all died for me when our lambs are crucified there’s only one we eat to verify our right to live he said we’ll never die but to vilify our right to die he condemned suicide walmart has a special that i saw near a smiley face a messiah comes essential when you buy one saving grace jesus has a right to live and of course to remain silent anything i hear from him i’ll justify with violence until the lambs are unionized they will continue dying by assisted suicide -- hey they can’t say i’m lying until the christ will come again to bargain-buy my soul i’ll disregard how lambs are killed to pardon why I’m full and i must lie down animals have rights and of course so do i i a right to innocence and they a right to filth i a right to ignorance and they no right to guilt jesus is the lamb of god though he’s not disassembled his miracle to living long is finding a really good emblem
8.
the predatory lenders are frothing in my ears they must collect, my credit’s wrecked for years and years and years my bank has formed a leakage, a rupture, if you will the holes i’ve filled with dollar bills; the funds are leaking still oh, how i dream of going home but then i would need another loan the great financial wizards, in castles cold and grey they give advice, but for a price, and this i cannot pay my great and dearest friend, i promise i’ll pay you back! just front the cash, unlock the stash of knowledge that i lack oh how i dream of going home but then i would need another loan
9.
SALT WATER 02:17
salt water breeds a whole bucket o life where there ain’t no day there ain’t no light brussel sprout maniac manioc eater i’m friends with cap’n crunch and chest’r cheetah you gotta learn to be alone you gotta learn to be a lunatic-toc i’m the clock i don’t have the answer styrofoam cup with a plastic ring you’re gonna scare a duck angel cake wrapped around a skull his teeth were out of luck is that water soluble or is it lipid soluble neuro-toxicological medicating substance? brontosaurus in the microwave prehistoric thanksgiving allosaurus on the shortwave extinct but he’s still living creditors are predators realtors are surrealtors credit accrues all those senator shoes ready to lose but said to refuse a hearse stopped for an ambulance, turned to me and said, “the dying have the right-of-way over the dead"
10.
open up the door open up the door let me in open up the door open up the door let me out 2x everything i own i keep in a storage bin everything i do, i do on TIME, on TIME sometimes bill is given to his black moods what can i say that he will listen to? what is bill looking at? what is that in his hands? where is he walking to and what is that look in his 4x
11.
WHAT I AM 04:03
thank you, courtesy clerk, for looking me into my eyes thank you, store manager, for calling me on all my lies thank you, tech assist, for listening while i confessed thank you, white janitor, for not backing down while you were pressed thank you, angry house wife, for promising not to indict thank you, steven harvey show, for helping me through those cold, cold, nights i was wrong and i know that the mall made me what i am i was sad and i know that the mall made me what i am what i am thank you, abandoned store, for hosting the local bridge club thank you, dollar theatre, for not looking closely at my stub thank you, directory girl, for letting me sleep on your floor thank you, parole officer, for not looking through my sock drawer thank you, velvet painter, for that beautifully rendered still life thank you, security guard, for dealing with me and my wife i was wrong and i know that the mall made me what i am i was sad and i know that the mall made me what i am in tossed penny well i was baptized in brookstone, reborn and there i was synthesized in panda express they negated me in orange kiosk words they created me they made me what i am

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released December 22, 2012

Beekeepers are:
Patrick McGlew
Patrick Robinson
Jeremy Franchi
Jeff Else
Brandon Robinson
Pete Steffy

recorded by Danny Tomczak and Collin Dupuis
mixed by Danny Tomczak

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