The Utility Project (1’32”)

Lyrical Content



Washrags
before bags we wrapped with strings
told in school to save the things

take a string and crochet
washrags for soldiers

sadness washes over me
close my eyes and see the things

at the Marne, on the front
stained with strangers’ blood

iSKORPiTX
been lookin for bargersville town
never guess what I found
tried searchin using my yahoo
got the website hacked by you

iSK ORP iTX
isk orp itx
from turkey to indy

bargersville indiana dot com
a simple message that means no harm
“best regards to all the world
special thank you abluka”

Rule of Thumb
arbitrageur baluster collectanea zeolite guinea grass yankee xeroradiography easy
intention lights appreciation bozo cotoneaster depress establishment figment
trim Zionism oak Lar mediad warrant dumb fit odor track hirsutism natural
Erebus warm up pulsar nut bluster zombie once float bung

Kneecap
mom said stay away from you
but sherry you know- we got a job to do
pennies on the traintracks
copper stars as thin as greenbacks

do you feel that
yes I feel that
do you hear that
yes I hear that
here comes the train
let’s run

flying down the incline
smash- my knee --on a railroad tie
staring at my kneecap -as white as snow
under the skin flap

Highdive
summer, the best time of all
highdive havin a ball
feeling thirty feet tall
planning my next cannonball

hey buddy, talking to me
hey buddy everyone sees
hey buddy somebody shouts
hey buddy your ass is hangin’ out

wonder what did I hear
reaching behind in fear
Dear Lord please take me from here
my bathing suit seems to be missing it’s rear

The Engine
picture a piece of pizza
now spin it on its end
picture perpendicular
another piece now watch it spin

the engine is quite simple
it’s as easy as pizza pie
it’s an x it’s a plus sign
it’s two butterflies that are entwined

afraid of dying, I keep on trying

the pizza spins on axis
creates a vaccum fill it with fuel
the other piece of pizza
comes around here’s your event

i refuse to go to bed
I want a prototype before I’m dead

I need your attention
won’t you look at my invention

Chocolate Carnivore
Everybody doesn’t mind a monkey in the class
I’m a chocolate carnivore

the Factory blowin out the riddle of the factory
There’s that old song again

kick out the mash
kick out the sauce
kick out the mashpotato sauce

Twin
life sure would be different
If I was your twin

life sure would be different
my friend

I’m the one you’ll hear about
from time to time

I gave up my life
so that you might live

Bassinette
When I was born the doctor threw me in a bassinette
I thought hey wait you ain’t even seen me yet

ten kids were waitin at home dad didn’t want to raise em alone
mom was trying just to survive they didn’t even know I was alive

I’m sittin’ in a bassinette

well my mom was fine and dad checked me out
he saw my fingers were movin’
doc came over and spanked me on the butt
and ever since then I’ve been groovin’

so every time I go for a walk-I look out for worms
I push ‘em off the sidewalk-save ‘em before they get burned

don’t you give up on anybody
don’t you give up on anything
and this includes perfect strangers
and this includes perfect you

Hamburgers

Podebrady
a trip across the sea a trip to Po-debrady
the crystal factory, that haystack looks like me
a trip across the sea to Podebrady
a trip across the sea

we are Praha bound
a train up from Brno
our guide will show you how
and then you learn to count

Praha 1 2 3, Karlovy Vary
see what they’re doing here
much more than making beer
on to Podebrady and the crystal factory

absinthe in your mouth keeps you on the couch
the world stops turning round you can’t hear a sound
muzeum or mustek god I forgot to check
another subway stop I think I’m going to drop

a trip across the sea to Podebrady
the crystal factory, starumnaste nameste
diablo’s haunting me

H5N1
I have a red comb upon my head
& two wattles under my chin
I can’t fly but sometimes I try
not gonna make it over that fence

i hate this henhouse I hate this farm
and I hate my pink little legs
I think I’m comin’ down with avian flu
pretty soon we’ll all be dead

Rooster
I knew a woman who had a girl
who took her rooster around the world
on her shoulder just for show
the funniest thing you’d ever know

when she said crow rooster, when she said crow
the rooster up and crowed

I knew a woman who had a girl
the girl is gone now around the world
she took her rooster just for show
the funniest thing but you’ll never know

X-ray
x-ray x-ray hospital
technician
working hard all day

softball softball champions
winning big
in 62 first base

nothing that I can’t see
got my lead vest protecting me

nothing much gets past me
leather glove in front of me

x-ray x-ray hospital
technician
working hard all day

x-ray x-ray found something
inside me
now I’m free miss you

Sawblade
Him:
Lock the saw blade into the jaws of a bench vice, teeth pointing up.
Use a round file to sharpen each individual tooth. The teeth have a
beveled side and a straight side; sharpen the beveled side. Run the
round file between the teeth to sharpen. You should see a new, shiny
edge as each tooth becomes sharp. Continue sharpening the teeth until
you have done them all. Turn the saw over in the vice and sharpen all
the teeth on the other side of the blade. Spray the blade of the saw
with a light lubricating oil to preserve the finish and prevent rust.
Coat the wooden handle with a light coat of linseed oil.
Her:
Up up Sierra Leone Sounding Strip of skin Affiliation Easily burnt
Nobiliary Foolishly Acera Stab Pasty mixture
Which Unanimous Vetch Very dirty Seasonal Already Shop Gasteropodous
Acera Easily burnt Cut Implement
Pasty mixture Intuitively Easily burnt Foolishly Nail scratch Round
Coarse round file Already Nail scratch Viciously
Already Chest of drawers Nail scratch Blunting Sierra Leone

Mississippi Comic Book
I’m gonna cut another window in the wall
I’m gonna cut another window in the wall
Holly Springs, Mississippi is hot hot hot
in the summer time

how could you do this to me
in front of all my friends?
don’t know if I can retrieve
what you’ve taken from me
the Hulk and Missing Link...

I was a bad little boy I know
but not in front of the crowd
you tore my comic book apart
and threw the pages around

I can’t seem to catch my breath
as confetti falls to the ground
Rainy bus stop bad day

Hole in One

The Farm
we don’t have any money just some cows and a barn
never talk about anything ‘cept working on the farm
but when I lay down and I close my eyes
I only see beaches blue water and clear skies

I’m gonna get on a plane and never come back
I’m gonna let you stay home with your heart attack

I’m gonna lie on that beach I’m gonna get me a tan
I’m gonna sip on mai tais one in each hand

the cows’ll need milking the hay’s gotta be bailed
look for my postcard with the bills in the mail

hi honey I’m doing fine no I don’t wish you was here
I’m much too busy snorkling to fetch you a beer

help yourself to my apron the Marty Robbins tapes are yours
make sure the stove stays shiny and keep up with them chores

now’s your chance honey to talk to that waitress in town
you can bring her out to the farm I sure as hell won’t be around”

Parkinson’s

935

March 15, 2004 2:07PM
AMANDA disk 935 u of charleston wv

I broke down on my way from Arkansas (home) to West Virginia (college)
in Griffin, Indiana...

I found this disc at a rest stop coke machine
while reaching to get my soda...

Made for an interesting wait
while I sat for 5 hours
until my boyfriend came and got me from West Virginia...

I'm going to leave it somewhere on the campus of University of Charleston...
Cool Idea, but didn't really dig the tunes...

 Left my home in ARK ANSAS
on my way to WVA I broke down in IN

FIVE hours I had to wait
for my BOY to come from WVA

I went to the COKE MACHINE
put my quarters in the slot and
what have I got

UTILITY PROJECT
935
A cool IDEA I thought but I
didn’t dig the tunes
that’s o.k. no harm no foul
I can drop it off at school

935 935

WHERE ARE YOU

935

The Planes
I heard the planes
I heard the planes

my neighbor came runnin’and said the planes are bombin’

that’s all I remember, the 7th of December
I heard the planes!

Attacked by Dogs
8th grade graduation day
brand new dress couldn’t guess

across town little sister
knocked down attacked by dogs
attacked by dogs attacked by dogs attacked by dogs

sister bled hospital bed
good lord gives sister lives

learned lesson count blessings
and you won’t be attacked by dogs

attacked by dogs attacked by dogs attacked by dogs

Tell City Chair
sounds funny but it feels damn good
to cut a chair out of a piece of wood

we create buffets and tables
make everything outta maple

might not be right next door
but we’re a straight shot down from 64

on the banks of the O H I O R I V E R Ohio

sounds funny but it feels damn god
to turn a chair into a pile of wood

get tired of treatin them nicely
it’s time to do something nasty

smash the chairs against the damn wall
‘fuck it all’ is my warrior call

gonna burn me some tell city chairs
and I don’t give a shit who might there

on the banks of the OHIO RIVER Ohio

Tornado

Typesetter
my momma was a typesetter
when she was young
a pica pusher playin’ it by the letter
but she still had fun
my momma was a typesetter
until her job was done

then my momma was an operator
for the telephone
yes sir yes ma’am what’s the number
patchin’ you home to home
my momma was an operator
until her job was done

if there’s one thing my momma taught me
it’s that you can’t stand still
you can be good at more than one thing
and still your dreams fulfill

a typesetter and an operator but
most of all my mom

Manhattan Project
beware the group of old white men
behind closed doors
with bright white shirts and ties of orange
prepare to mourn

70,000 dead at least, maybe more
as August 9th of ’45 rains from the sky
I guess they did what they thought was right
to end the war

first on the ground they sent me round
I heard not a sound
hey Nagasaki I’m awful sorry

Bougainville
your blockade stopped medicine
your blockade stopped food
our land comes from our mothers
you took that from us too
Rio Tinto shame on you

just north of Australia
is our island, bougainville
two hundred thousand people
new guinea would not let go)

you posioned our rivers
while mining copper away
we’re taking your equipment
and making M-16s

there was a referendum
passed in 2002
but you want our weapons
for a decade –should we trust you?

Butter P
hum drum suburban life
everything is going right
no complaints except for this
I’m not sure that we exist
I’ll poke this pencil in my eye
cuz I’m so bored I wanna die

comin’ home late one night
a stranger’s in the kitchen light
dad said my god let’s go and see

he thought his family still lived here
he smelled of wine and nasty beer
eating handfuls of our buttah p

dad can’t wait to change the locks
my family’s in a state of shock
thank you lord you heard my prayer
now get this junkie out of here

comin home late one night
we knew that something wasn’t right
that’s when we met mr. buttah p

y’know freaks come out with the moon
he used his fingers like a spoon
eating handfuls of our buttah p

standing in the kitchen now
we might forget but I don’t know how
we’ve got new keys but lost our buttah p

Newt
I had a newt and I kept him in a fish bowl
a special friend he really understood me
one day I saw him floating on the water
screamed to my mother ‘what should I do?’

the day my newt died
the sun stayed inside
the rivers ran dry
the birds would not fly
the day my newt died
the whole world began to cry

mom yelled ‘use a salad tong to scoop him out of there’
I thought that she said thong and so I used a flip flop
a flip flop is no good for picking up your dead friends
I splashed around and cried as he just bobbed on top

mom came in and grabbed him by the thorax
we said some words then flushed him down the toilet
mom held me in her arms and said it would be allright
why are you shaking, mom? honey…I’m laughing

HAM
The world of HAM is waiting for you
Auxillary Amateur Radio
If you’re sittin’ alone with nothin to do
Auxillary Amateur Radio
transmittin above 30 mhz
Auxillary Amateur Radio
I just got a nod from the FCC
now everybody gets to listen to me
Auxillary Amateur Radio

join the american radio relay league
Auxillary Amateur Radio
Headquartered in Newington, CT
Auxillary Amateur Radio
they take up our issues way down in DC
Auxillary Amateur Radio
I just got a nod from the FCC
now everybody gets to listen to me
Auxillary Amateur Radio

OneThirtyOne
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