BEEKEEPERS

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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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Track Name: BEEKEEPERS
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
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Track Name: CARTOGRAPHY
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
Track Name: OLD MAN WINTER
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
Track Name: PRE-OP BOP
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
Track Name: D&D IN D MINOR
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
Track Name: CAPITOL PARK
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
Track Name: LAMB JAM
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
Track Name: PREDATORY LENDERS
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
Track Name: SALT WATER
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"
Track Name: BILL'S BLACK MOODS
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
Track Name: WHAT I AM
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