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Your life is a continuum of experience. It is uninterrupted. It is always passing over and through you. You have no choice but to ride. You ride. You are largely powerless against it's current. It's okay, you think, I have accepted this. But to accept the continuous onslaught of experience that you ride day to day does not mean you also must accept your community without scrutiny, right? It does not mean you have to accept the greed and ignorance that fuels the corrupt power systems at the helm of Earth's societies. It does not mean you have to accept the callous murder of civilians by police. It does not mean that you have to accept the institutions of racism and sexism that people are often willfully blind to. It does not mean that you have to accept genocide. Or torture. Or war. In fact, to accept the continuum of experience is an affirmation of life. It is an embrace of humanity and a rejection of unnecessary suffering. But what do you do when you reject corruption? What do you do when you reject the piggies gobbling up the cash like it's not a zero-sum-game? You want to fight back. I know you do. I know you're repulsed and you want to affect change, but it's of no use to wage war on war. You can't fight for peace without perpetuating the violence you're trying to exterminate. So what do you do?

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released 31 March 2015

Music and lyrics channeled through Lucas Nathan
Recorded at Haha City, 2014
Mastered by Josh Bonati
Cover art by Amanda Seigel
Released on LP, CD, and digital formats by Bayonet Records, 2015
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If you'd like to purchase an LP or CD, please go to bayonetrecords.scdstore.net/index.php?catalog=BR004
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Jerry Paper Brooklyn, New York

"Jerry Paper" is the entity that inhabits Lucas W. Nathan's body when he is grooving.

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Track Name: Wastoids
earth's slow transition
from habitation to heap of trash
what is the difference
between a thing and the garbage it becomes?

waste all around
you
waste will become you
from body to
corpse
the object loses purpose

i will do
what i can
to not waste
my body

don't want to be
a walking corpse, a wasted life
please let us fight
these garbage lives, these dreamless nights

an empty head
ain't no fuckin use
an ignored world
now that's abuse
the untouched lovers
they drift away
it's a god damn crime
to live that way

i will do
what i can
to not slip into
a state of stasis

'cause that's not life
that's going through the motions
imitation of
the roles they laid out nice and neat

earth's swift transition
from our home to a fossilized garbage dump
when the parasite dies
does the host die too?

i am repulsed
i need to puke, it's getting to me
i'm gonna hurl
these garbage people crowding in

an empty head
ain't no fuckin use
an ignored world
now that's abuse
the untouched lovers
they drift away
it's a god damn shame
to live that way
Track Name: Doesn't Matter/Take Me
if society is incidental
in DNA's relentless reproduction, uh huh
if my inner life
is just a silly mutation
is it any less amazing, uh huh
than if some dude in sky
dreams us all from birth til we die
all the love and the tears and the beauty
all so a code can copy copy copy copy copy

i'm not saying i know shit
about if the clown is real or all in my head
all i am trying to say is life is beautiful either way
from clown or DNA

i find it easy to believe
that individuality's a byproduct of human body
that we're all nerve endings of
the clown
also it's easy to believe
that all of what we recognize as life could be a byproduct of
a molecule's function and nature's propensity for change

i'm not saying i know shit
about if the clown is real or all in my head
all i am trying to say is life is beautiful either way
from clown or DNA

take me to the bureaucrat
she's gotta know about that
i need to find a system that works
a series of rules to fool the ghouls

take me to the automat
i gotta get my fix real fast
there must be something wrong with me
i need the grass to calm my ass

take me to the plutocrat
maybe he can tell me flat out
if cash is really where it's at
if it's worth it to be a rat
Track Name: Experiments In Living
mistake after mistake after
bullseye after mistake mistake
i'd convinced myself that my
decisions are something other than
experiments in living a life
experiments in living

don't you worry pal
we're all guessing fine
together we are groping at our minds

get it together dude
don't have to fall in line
they don't know any better than you

mild nausea, bit of heartbreak,
if you can some joy: all side effects
of experiments we carry out
on a daily basis

don't you worry pal
we're all guessing fine
together we are all groping at our minds

get it together dude
don't have to fall in line
they don't know any better than you

isn't it nice
to know you're not alone
in your research into how to
live a good life
Track Name: Perma-Song
how does it happen
that temporary pain
gives the illusion
it's eternal?
we get so sucked in
so caught up in the trip
it seems the motion
is static

seamlessly it chugs along
not frames in film, not frames at all

change is the only
guarantee that life has offered me

just one direction
in this place that we live
always towards
always
i think that grooving
is a nice way
to warp perception
of time

relentlessly it rides along
the metronomic perma-song

change is the only
guarantee that life has offered me
Track Name: Destroy
death toll is rising
the bodies piling high
this human blood lust
has really gone awry
and no one's asking why
don't cry
dry eyes

we'd hang em by their ties
but why should more die
they're feeding children hatred
teaching battle cries
the power systems have a disease
far beyond sleaze
the war machine must be smashed
it must be destroyed

the crooked cash hogs
their goblets overflow
with human blood now
i've really gotta go
i've gotta hit the road

the crowd is writhing
they've gotta kill for peace
the enemy is real
annihilate the beasts
their lives worth less than least
no more
bad guys

we'd hang em by their ties
but why should more die
they're feeding children hatred
teaching battle cries
the power systems have a disease
far beyond sleaze
the war machine must be smashed
it must be destroyed
Track Name: Continuum
it may seem funny
it may seem weird
i’ll take mine runny
it’s worse than we feared

i’ll handle heartbreak
i’ll handle tears
i’ll cling to joy now
then grasp at it’s rear

i know that i know that
it’s a constant flow
it’s weird being here
trapped after all these years

continuum
that’s all it is
these silly ridges
aren’t anything
these categories
these blocks of time
these eggs and baskets
these faulty rhymes
aren’t worth a dime

maybe it’s spacy
maybe it’s firm
maybe it’s blackness
maybe just worms

maybe it’s cool there
maybe it’s not
maybe it’s pretty
maybe just rot
Track Name: Halfway Zen
i am the guy
who reads off my inner monologue
i am the dude
who swallows all my platitudes
i am the fool
who got caught nude in the swimming pool

i’m just try ing i’m just try ing

i i i
gotta be halfway zen
i think i can see the end
i i i’m
sure this is the path
i’ve just got to check the math

i’m the skeptic
who argues from my vanity
i’m not the skeptic
who probes from curiosity

i’m just try ing i’m just try ing

i i i
gotta be halfway zen
i think i can see the end
i i i
can see the light
i knew it’d be this bright
i i i
followed the rules
i used the right tools
i i i
gotta be halfway zen
i know it’s just around the bend
Track Name: The Big Fight
went over to the village square
i heard the bikers brought despair
i heard they hit us bad as can be
they're jiving hard on violent fantasy
oh please
on your knees

over at the city hall
i heard the bikers burnt it all
now the leaders wearing a suit
he's riding high on all the loot
bad fruit
nice boots

that roach in the jean jacket
he's running quite a racket
those thugs in the skyscraper now
they're children playing god
ain't it odd?

bumming around the slaughterhouse
wearing a shirt that's got mickey mouse
got my grip on the knife
gotta take a life to feed my lovely wife
looks like
we lost
big fight
looks like we lost the big fight
Track Name: Greedy Motherfuckers
when the men in suits
start to call the shots
that's when all the freaks are drowned
in cold hard cash

when systems coalesce
against the people who
those systems are designed for
that means the dollars run too deep

those greedy motherfuckers
cash is a zero sum game
they've gotten sick in the head
now they can't get enough bread

you greedy motherfuckers
hang on tight to your cheddar
it's worth more than the lives
of the people working overtime
for that sweet sweet dime
doing pantomime
of a life in line

when the human mind
gets twisted by the paper
priorities jiggle loose
and human life's no more sacred than a pile of green

those who stand up
talking like prophets
they're propped up on that shtick
by the men whose minds are sick

those greedy motherfuckers
cash is a zero sum game
they've gotten sick in the head
now they can't get enough bread

you greedy motherfuckers
hang on tight to your cheddar
it must be sweet as slime
to guarantee that your crimes
won't be denied
by the power tribe
such an easy bribe
Track Name: Piggies
slobbered-on cigars
big ol' sacks o' dollars
piggies on the beach
piggies on the boardwalk
waiting on line
to ride the carousel
let those piggies
ride the carousel

big ol' can o' hu
man repellant sprayin'
nobody's allowed
near the boardwalk no more

piggies