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tony clifton's bow tie

from cleaning out my conscience by Offsite

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  • 'cleaning out my conscience' + 'lvls may vary' physical bundle
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    includes:
    1) 'cleaning out my conscience' on printed CD, in acrylic painted, offsite-handprint laden custom case, w/ track-listing insert, pinched together by gorilla glue, artwork by whichlight

    2) 'lvls may vary' , a 12-track cd including additional cuts, originally planned for, though not released on 'cleaning out my conscience,' and, in addition, *not to be released in any form other than the physical copy purchased here* . compared w/ the more thoroughly mastered and prepared COMC project, LMV includes a smattering of freestyles and throw-aways recorded between the summer of 2016 and the spring of 2017.

    + a 'mind-scrap' , a random scribbled thought from offsite's personal "golden chest," a collection of multiple years-worth of caught thoughts scribbled onto any nearby medium (e.g. napkins, students' receipts, fliers, etc.)

    Includes unlimited streaming of cleaning out my conscience via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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hook:

Smoking cigarrettes to lay back like I am a gurney
Andy Kaufman died of lung cancer in his early 30s
You've got a clock
That you don't know a whole lot about
But still run your mouth like a professor on the art of hurting
Harping from an armchair til we're hard of hearing
The God-fearing argument is hardly working
You've got a clock
That you don't know a whole lot about
But still run your mouth like a professor on the art of hurting
like a professor on the art of hurting
like a professor on the art of hurting


The mic's a crook and Im a shepherd who's a bard of herding
The Alchemist the lone lark with its arms unfurling
Your man said you couldn't and you lost your groove
Hands on the sticks but you're shooken and forgot the moves
In my mind
Recesses are a plenty vault
And recess is playing tether ball with a metronome
The outer rim rusts like a metal wheel
So of the lust-directed sex appeal skeptical's
The disposition
Don't remiss the intuition
Motion picture's a distraction
Soul's hidden in the intermission
The body finishes the coalition
So grow dismissive of the Benz with remote ignition
Grow indifferent like a Hampsterdam prohibition
And cold shoulder non-go getter toads who don't know the mission
Hold the torch, Prometheus in the old Olympics
Let go of sprinting, marathon the road go the distance
The Emerald don't [gotta be] told so to know it glistens
Soak the kitchen in midnight oil [enough] to roast a chicken
Pack a punch like Diddy Kong when someone's stolen Dixie
Flow like cascades in Misty mountains or Cerulean city

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from cleaning out my conscience, released July 31, 2017

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