Spanning time throughout the 1980s. Dipping tentatively backwards into the 1970s on occasion. Tipping a hat forward into the 1990s even less frequently.
You told me to get up and get out of the factory - you said you'd tell me why tomorrow. It could have been because of the danger while working: he and sleep were brothers, rolling along as the passenger of the cloudscape: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 11/25/16.
Twenty years ago, during the third meeting, we walk around the streets In a dream. Today, we open our eyes to find ourselves worlds away: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 11/18/16.
The queen of Ur and the king of Um urged us, "Don't worry about the government in Washington, D.C." Instead, we should be asking those who fight the power, "how is it that November spawned a monster!!?" Mixtape from 11/13/16.
I'm a poineer - I let the rhythm hit 'em on the flipside, while you're just sleepin' on my couch. Let's go crazy and feel the heartbeat, doin' the electric boogie! Kryptic Hip-Hop Thrills from 11/4/16.
The avatar performed the chant of the paladin in order to celebrate the bullet within the house of fun. He was really into the twist and crawl, but people kept saying, "Get a job; you're selling out your future!" Warrior Sounds from 10/28/16.
First, the Song of Solomon played, and then the Lion's Space Song, at the zombie zoo, where all the animals were arranged for viewing with their eyes wide open: Lipstick Cop Swills from 10/28/16.
We live life without reason in a red barn in this ghost town, feeling the opposite of inspiration any second now. Inside your haunted head, it feels like you're winning, beneath the blade; just, if nothing else, please see that my grave is kept clean: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 10/28/16.
The martian monsters started flying north, heating uptown in their UFO, to room 101, after dancing on your grave. According to the ghost story, their pistol was a piece of junk; nonetheless, they easily were the dominators: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 10/21/16.
Some people took you as the passenger in my '49 Plymouth on Halloween night. They drove you to the haunted house on higher ground. Once you realized there was no escape, your train of thought concluded, "So what." Kryptic Pop Thrills from 10/14/16.
When the winds blow, I'm dancing with tears in my eyes because even though this is love's great adventure, Lucinda is softly saying goodbye: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 9/30/16.
