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MAINSTREAM JAILBREAK

by little pharmer

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1.
CITY HALL 02:30
CITY HALL mother nature's takin off her dress in front of city hall her lips are drippin wishlists on the lawn no one can control themselves they're coming down to city hall hellelujah hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah her lips are blowin kisses to the stiffs inside of city hall mistrusted guts and rusted nuts begin to turn and burn mother nature's takin off her dress in front of all the weathermen mother nature's takin off her dress in front of all the aliens she parts her lips and starts to kiss the dark spirit of city hall the old work is done she comes like the sun.
2.
OIL SPILL 03:11
OIL SPILL I am the oil spill I'm in the bush family will I got monsanto tatoos I got the blues I got the blues I got the blues it's true- me and my positive vibe are gonna gonna gonna gonna cure your cancer tonight I am the styrofoam I'm never hangin up the phone I tell you one thing- home is where the heart is Baby, you don't even know and that's why I love you so.
3.
HORSETAILS 01:03
HORSETAILS horsetails in the ditch horsetails in the ditch horsetails in the ditch horsetails in the ditch son of a bitch I burnt the food and made a freakin mess of the pan- No problem man, nature provides- look at these here plants you can handle like a scourin pad just grab a handlful horsetails in the ditch horsetails I can pick horsetails I can stick in a pot of boilin water make a tea for my daughter I heard they're good for your skin too- like you can make a brew and bathe in it I'm takin a bath with ma nature ma nature bathin with me...
4.
PLAINS OF PLASTIC I wanna be a tattoo on the back of a maniac from los angeles, california a stain on sinful skin a glimpse of what might lie within a tainted mind I wanna be the crumpled peice of trash that you throw into the grass as a testament to man, and all of his creative plans I want him to lay down the hand he plans to gamble on. I wanna be the mirror you look at- the one that calls you fat. I'd ask you who was there, before you knew how to compare, who's there inside the mould your holdin? I wanna be the worry in your mind. there's only one kind. it's planted by the time you buy to occupy the vacancy inside your mind. a sacrifice of humankind is rollin. it's pickin up those who've given up without knowin. those who are waiting to be told - pouring themselves into their moulds and posin for the end. I see beyond the vast plains of plastic. perhaps we are the last ones to buy. together you and I, may have to provide all the truth and the love and the light.
5.
PLANTAIN, PLANTAIN plantain, planatain, I need you again- I busted up my knuckle workin on my truck plantain, plantain, I burned myself again- I grabbed the hot handle and I said... what's goin on? did you forget about nature? what's it gonna take for her medicine to move these piles of pills look so pretty, but I'm gonna hold the helpin hand that grows at my feet. plaintain, plantain, yo, no, not the bannana strain- I`m talkin real canadian ditch medicine brothers and sisters! plantain, plantain, please allow me to explain- it heals cuts and scrapes, abrasions, lacerations and blisters if you ever pulled a carrot from the ground and gobbled it down, you know that it`s better fresh picked than fresh pulled off a shelf. but what does fresh mean? it's the quality of connection between one little peice of nature and nature itself. that connection can be strong, or it can be long gone - like when your doctor's got ya smellin plastic flowers. there's some powerful shit man growin right in the ditch man! a fresh medicine buffet - I'm wounded where's the plantain?
6.
JUNGLE TOOTHPASTE GLUE How much power is there in a bag of flour? well it depends how many hours it's been scince it was ground up if it's more than 72, well then just add some water you'll have some glue. just add some water you'll have some glue. sure in times of famine - I'd rather eat glue than nothin, but don't tell me there's nothin to eat. I seen all kinds of food growin at the side of the street: Dandilions and clovers, pull your vehicle over the weeds wanna be eaten by you, but your mouth is full of glue. if I was Robin Hood I would sue because his flour is robbin' you. how much disgrace is there in a tube of toothpaste? well it depends how deep it's laced with trisodium glutemate I don't know what that is. maybe you feed it to your kids but I'm gonna make toothpaste on my own outta simple things I find inside my home little bit of salt and baking soda pull your toothbrush over custom made flavour and taste for the shiniest bones in your face. little bit of custom made flavour and taste for the shiniest bones in your face how much grief is there in a pound of beef? well that depends if you believe that the earth deserves to breathe, see- to the earth each tree is a lung and we've been cuttin down the jungle in the Amazon, about a million trees a day because my favourite food needs a place to graze. hungry dudes with big bulldozers tippin jungles over don't get in the way of my cow or my bulldozer gonna take you out! I don't care whose mamma you are I need beef for my belly and oil for my car acre after acre, tonight we're havin steak for dinner...
7.
LITTLE BIRD LULLABYE the little bird flew through the big old empty sky he landed up a tree and closed his little eyes he dreamed of bird things he dreamed of open wings he dreamed of everything singin in the morning he awoke and cleaned his wings before he flew you can't go anywhere without the moon the little bird flew through the big old empty sky I let go of everything and now I can fly I dream of bird things I dream of open wings I dream of everything singing the horizon is my church but I never end up goin a line is just a circle being born.

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Recorded in Powell River, British Columbia @ the Music Room with Tom Dowding. We laughed alot.

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released April 20, 2013

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little pharmer Powell River, British Columbia

You will leave with a song in your heart and dirt under your nails... a musical collision between industrial agriculture and joyous inspiration. This is farm rock, punk rock, and true folk music.

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