“Black mold bath tub, homie it’s a Tuesday – Forever now, forever is a tuesday (Tuesday!) Forever now, forever now (Tuesday!) And if you waiting for a spell where it falls into an order you can help then well”
This band, Malibu Ken with the artists Aesop Rock & TOBACCO and their new song, Tuesday is a brilliant masterpiece of fungi/molds art to help bring the word to the masses on YouTube.(Lyrics and video below)
It appears that my Demonic Parasitic Fungi/Molds research, articles, and videos I have been talking about for years are reaching the media black market online as it infects the mainstream simultaneously like the PLAGUE. Akin to Philip K. Dick’s work but in real-time.
LYRICS:
There’s something you should probably know before we go too far
My neighbor found a mushroom growing inside of my car
She called me up on tour sounding emotionally scarred
Although it may have scared her more that i wasn’t really alarmed
The dandruff in a shaken globe is fit to guild a manger
The pizza face is pepperoni, carbuncle, and caper
I’m bunions and contusions, bumps lumps and bruises
Discoloring and other things I can’t reach with the loufa
Not a butcher, not a baker, pick a booger with a basic evolutionary failure
I do not open mail, I do not answer phones, the fridge is pretty much a home for mayonnaise alone
Watch a pocket-knife surgeon cut a cyst out in the kitchen
It’s the cousin to acutely removing his own stitches in a pinch
Kool-Aid ooze that is toothache, mushroom growing in the car
It’s just another Tuesday
Forever now, forever is a tuesday (Tuesday!)
Forever now, forever now (Tuesday!)
And if you waiting for a spell where it falls into an order you can help then well
Yea, no
On one hand it’s pretty gross
On the other, it’s sorta like a pretty desert rose
How against all odds
Whether wet, dry, night or day, garden, pig sty, or cave
Life science finds a way, boxed-in, veg’d out, fox in the henhouse
Gray stained teeth, say cheese through a trench-mouth
“Cheese”, Chase dreams with the hell-bound
Posture suitable for a job in the bell tower
1 plate, 1 fork, itty bitty lamp
I would offer you a drink but I literally can’t
It feels like you’re camping when you’re sitting on the can
Where the crib has always simulated living in a van
A little light cleaning, keep the spiders off his Eden
Maybe one day he’ll go deeper, really exorcise the demon at the root
I’m in the sofa cushions over loose change
Black mold bath tub, homie it’s a Tuesday
Forever now, forever is a tuesday (Tuesday!)
Forever now, forever now (Tuesday!)
And if you waiting for a spell where it falls into an order you can help then well
Yea, no
I can’t even keep a cactus alive when I’m present
When I’m gone it’s a groundbreaking botanical epic
From desolate to Little Shop of Horrors in a second
It’s weird knowing life thrives more when you exit
The trouble man cuddle with a duffle bag of loose cash
Chews glass scatterbrained, aspartame moustache
Moi head lice, dress like a douchebag, unsaid prayers
Undead raccoon hat, voice of the boiled over
Thick skull, still throw his toys out his stroller Piss black roof tar, bleed flat cherry coke
Very much another wackjob with a megaphone
Very much another fat slob playing chess alone
Lesser known fetish porn, leftover Lexapro, etcetera
Everything’s coming up goose eggs, Sunday, Monday happy days
Tuesday is Tuesday
Forever now, forever is a Tuesday (Tuesday!)
Forever now, forever now (Tuesday!)
Forever now, forever is a Tuesday
Forever now, forever now
Moe is the founder of GnosticWarrior.com. He is a father, husband, author, martial arts black belt, and an expert in Gnosticism, the occult, and esotericism.
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