'Ouch Those Monkeys'

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Blank3 new soundz from 'Ouch Those Monkeys' - enjoy

http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/388/ouch_those_monkeys.html

Time is Created:
Dysfunctional anthem - chugging out its hypnotic & cut up noises with acid-=
wit lyrics. Originally a poem, then it seemed to fit just right into a no n=
onsense protest rant against that ever deceiving snatcher of breath, that c=
alled time. must embrace death and explode out of me life.
http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/2708/2708646.html

Tracer - I'll Never tell:
A dark funky tune, cut up rhythms with kiss and tell vocals. A child journe=
ys through past memories of family violence. The child is emotionally confu=
sed and hurt but still loves their parent entrapped by inverted survival, r=
uled by fear - pain and love. The child promises that he will never tell of=
what has been done to him. http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/2704/270408=
9.html

Souls Settled Within not Seeing:
A song/poem about people too busy to see life for what it is & forgetting l=
ife's numerous wonders, whilst being trapped in socially constructed enviro=
nments.
http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/2688/2688130.html
Vision Bender



Angle-less does despise - it does over emphasize
my physical loss of movement, jailing thy scope
I am groping for room for breath, it does grope

Dangerous eyes do meander - they gander any gender
a vision sender and life bender, sight dispenser
emotional inventor of what I have not yet comprehender

It rests in most corners, sitting like a friend
lingering, sniggering. It mingles everywhere
sharing its endless innards - sublime, all the time

Killer of my space, rapid, invading space and I am
a star homing into its Cyclops eye. Caught among the
flicker, flickering its emotional maze, trapping

Bulger's last testament - our mutual haze is collected
spliced and then it becomes part of the visual noise.
Squeezing blurred info, info radical, it spies

Whether calamity or vanity, it is here, there, no care
for path tredders, concrete pacers, measured am I.
Sought by dangerous eyes, it does despise my own eyes

Dead, wired into my life and yours, and it is our life
it desires. It wants, my situation is clocked.
Planted, stunted is one's growth, choking my mind

It rewinds the motion, a constant assault teeeezing
thy emotional glands. It does marginalize my action,
my movements. Jailing thy scope, limiting hope

Outer eye, evil eye, watching my personal growth, out
here. Consuming one's space, no grace, in yer face,
our race is traced, and then reinvented, displaced…




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<DIV><U><FONT face="Courier New"><STRONG>3 new soundz from</STRONG>
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<DIV><FONT face="Courier New"><STRONG>Time is Created:</STRONG>
<STRONG></STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Courier New">Dysfunctional anthem - chugging out its
hypnotic&nbsp;&amp;&nbsp;cut up noises with acid-wit lyrics. Originally a p=
oem,
then it seemed to fit just right into a no nonsense protest&nbsp;rant again=
st
that ever deceiving snatcher of breath, that called time. must embrace deat=
h and
explode out of me life.<BR></FONT><A
href="http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/2708/2708646.html">http://artis=
ts.mp3s.com/artist_song/2708/2708646.html</A></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face="Courier New">Tracer - I'll Never
tell:</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Courier New">A dark funky tune, cut up rhythms&nbsp;with=
kiss
and tell vocals.&nbsp;A child journeys through past memories of family viol=
ence.
The child is emotionally confused and hurt but still loves their parent
entrapped by inverted survival, ruled by fear - pain and love. The child
promises that he will never tell of what has been done to him. </FONT><A
href="http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/2704/2704089.html"><FONT
face="Courier New">http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/2704/2704089.html<=
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face="Courier New">Souls Settled Within not
Seeing:</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Courier New">A song/poem about people too busy to see li=
fe for
what it is&nbsp;&amp; forgetting&nbsp;life's numerous wonders, whilst being=

trapped in socially constructed environments.</FONT></DIV>
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size=2>Angle-less does despise - it does over emphasize<BR>my physi=
cal
loss of movement, jailing thy scope</FONT><FONT size=2><BR><FONT
face="Courier New">I am groping for room for breath, it does
grope<BR><BR>Dangerous eyes do meander - they gander any gender<BR>a=

vision sender and life bender, sight dispenser<BR>emotional inventor =
of
what I have not yet comprehender<BR><BR>It rests in most corners, sit=
ting
like a friend<BR>lingering, sniggering. It mingles everywhere<BR>shar=
ing
its endless innards - sublime, all the time<BR><BR>Killer of my space=
,
rapid, invading space and I am<BR>a star homing into its Cyclops eye.=

Caught among the<BR>flicker, flickering its emotional maze,
trapping<BR><BR>Bulger's last testament - our mutual haze is
collected<BR>spliced and then it becomes part of the visual
noise.<BR>Squeezing blurred info, info radical, it spies<BR><BR>Wheth=
er
calamity or vanity, it is here, there, no care <BR>for path tredders,=

concrete pacers, measured am I. <BR>Sought by dangerous eyes, it does=

despise my own eyes<BR><BR>Dead, wired into my life and yours, and it=
is
our life <BR>it desires. It wants, my situation is clocked.<BR>Plante=
d,
stunted is one's growth, choking my mind<BR><BR>It rewinds the motion=
, a
constant assault teeeezing<BR></FONT></FONT><FONT face="Courier New=
"
size=2>thy emotional glands. It does marginalize my
action,<BR></FONT><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>my movements. J=
ailing
thy scope, limiting hope<BR><BR>Outer eye, evil eye, watching my pers=
onal
growth, out<BR></FONT><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>here. Consu=
ming
one's space, no grace, in yer face,<BR>our race is traced, and then=

reinvented,
displaced…<BR></FONT></P></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></DIV></BODY></HTML>

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