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Upon the Me Om I

by Generator Ohm

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1.
Smoke Eater 03:32
Yellow as you are Take my pulse and gait Gather the fey Lying away, he yawns And that's not entirely true Having have heeded half proofs A tail to match against the queue And that's not entirely true I got a promotion, and a pay raise And I was just hired Beg me to take a vacay Say, I could use it And it's all carte blanche (warning, warning) Warn me of the signs I still subscribe to apophenia (warning, warning..) A head full of medical fears Aging blues blew away the steers A pissed in drowning pool Of nomadic fancy drool Hoverboards were used in the Army Terra Firma's French for some coffee Fish eyes and Math won't dance at the party Rock and titles stay in the 90's Complex is strong; the network is on me I'd fuck it up, no one dares to stop me In time it bends, a rhyme that mends The never is an always, or at least partly A rhyme that bends, in time it mends The always never is, some absolutely We gad about a tar bled sea Lying in wait of Eve Half-way to being full of it And that's not entirely true Bat shit liar!
2.
Each lemming that stands in line Each his own thought about his fate But these are hardly worries once you've worked the burning fields of hell Where work's surprisingly fun around here Mom toasts me with a pinky up then tans me red all across my back and says, "You're not hard of hearing and I know you're listening I said I smell the sin here and it's surprisingly potent" Contain me within a shady pinebox where it's hot all the time How did you design this fate To string me up is what the people want now Feed those demons what they like Constant cravings eat me You better not sit around cause Satan won't either You better not sit around cause Satan won't either You better not sit around cause Satan won't either He's luring your wife and your daughter to the table Please turn the wine to water to remind them
3.
My best of late gains the line in his name We'd let it out in the middle of the night When she had panned his side We had news of his lies and how it's Oz So I broke the cold on the concrete floor Looked alike at strange for more We're a team of incontinent suburban terror You kill me Now I'm better Errs hold in eyes stoned bright My best friend, he's a liar and he sells men deeds His riddle starts small in the middle of his mind And then he came up off his snare If we hadn't set it off The delirium of this sky We never would have taken off Seep through the fisher the line's wound and cocked We're heisted and shelled in, and we'll never be caught He told us nothing, only to be free A polluted litany, oh, they are coming for me Errs hold in eyes stoned bright Devote Devour
4.
Mirrored floors show me, under the pressure it breaks me Free falling in multiples, never enough to fall forever Guilt folding me up, carries my picture in his coat Should he show me off, find a crevice or shuffle to get lost in There my body lies Ripe for the taking, sound servant Like you should have me low enough That should you come raise me, you'd need no help I would sink any depth that you want I'm resigned to the floor I will burn every day that you're gone I'll recline and smolder Parley to a constable, tell em everything you do and how now But on his radio are the voices that I've heard all along There my body dies light as a feather, sound perfect Like you should have me low enough That should you come raise me, you'd need no help I would sink any depth that you want I'm resigned to the floor I will burn every day that you're gone I'll recline and smolder I can't believe I lived at all Can't believe I lived at all
5.
We come to your coast We're valiant forth and far We've taken off without our wares Oh, now I ask Where, oh, where shall we go Happenstance in this land must grow like potatoes stock like sand The yarn and silk are made of milk I'm here to make demands We're barters under rabble With arms so long and longing Give us your luck And we'll push this puck back down the flowing waters of them There must be rows to be had Handles in the sea We may be riding off They will find as night with our eyes open The next time we hop the sea and hope they can see us Oh, they can see us
6.
On even fields until you pull the rug beneath me up For every one to see I'm harmless you have to punish me Try to think of something we'd not done before now They couldnt look at you, couldn't hear you if you shouted They'll find their senses in the gutter where they'll remain unclean Try to lift the stain in order to become one tone I emerge in front of you, I unearth the secrets you hide God dont care to euthanize, he prefers to bleed us out This world's a mess and it's left us broke and divi'ed up Scattered then to be reminders left to hang for show So time can not erode facts leaving sentimental idealistic hearsay in a future world, unknown I emerge in front of you, I unearth the secrets you hide God dont care to euthanize, he prefers to bleed us all out Did as I thought natural, did they really eat it all up? Outrageous youth in arms, a performance peace you out There he/she goes
7.
Platius 03:06
Carrion ache for burial How bodies betray us, I wonder I was a prodigal son with trivial pursuits 'Sorry s' culled and chosen to arm some I regret not keeping up I've got more dues to pay No complimentary dotted 'I's Behold, Platius grows up Though he's aged he must try to conquer these stairs again Take and giveth back halcyon days I became that which I sought and I've got no blues today Do you by chance have a light There is no end in sight
8.
The signal in the wind flashes high up on the apogee We hear our muscles growing; one another following The sands come with us in our empty pockets The miracle is on the other side of this passage To an old new that the brass has promised We gave our ideals to the one with the deep voice So that our first tears may fall beside a rain-full friend The fruit of our labour is the path who forgave us I've stared long there at my frustrated hunter And I can't go home Fed on grunts and drinking pleas Death follows this dream Usually, it's not easy Sincerely decided to be
9.
Marginal Hop 03:33
Raised on psychic silent treatments Force fed food for thought and crackers Learned ten at a time in camps to concentrate To think as I am, not as I'm designed Who's the next of kin? He speaks to me like an imbecile, why? I speak as I speak, shant revise Anything With one fell swoop uncovers everything wrong I am who I say, scrap or grand design and you're nothing much from here Traffic on the crossroads of oblivion Spectres painting white picket fences Pass and wave en route to nether city Where nether elderly hug floors like sloths Teething furniture Housebroken within a broken home, you gotta settle on a severence when it gets too bad "Pay up, pay out" says my husk, declaring it's been spent I've nothing left to give There's nothing left within When we arrive there I'm rotting from within
10.
Want a revival Deem me passe', I come back tomorrow And someday has come upon us It took time devolve A trail left to cover up must kick up dust to throw the hunter off Not a place for a baby Not unless he wants to cry Though its temporary, I I'm gonna miss us One encounter's too much for me One encounter's too much for me One encounter's too much for me Move if you dare, it's too much for me Leave on his arm, it's too much to bear Quanta transitions Continents drift, none left to govern no where Forbid up-and-commoners and tear right through their material It's progress over all but not enough to please the boss, no Not a job for a lady Not unless she wants to die or is a little bit crazy but I'm gonna miss us One encounter's too much for me One encounter's too much for me One encounter's too much for me Move if you dare, it's too much for me Leave on his arm, it's too much to bear
11.
You've got your war

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Released in Winter 2012, Upon the Me Om I is Generator Ohm's debut album

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released December 12, 2012

All songs written by Chen/D'Amaso

All songs performed by
Ernest G. D'Amaso - vocals/bass/guitar
Willie Chen - vocals/bass/guitar
Michael R. Morales - drums

Special Thanks to
*Stephen Woodzell for lead guitars on "Youth in Arms", "Lynarco's Men", *First Encounters of the Worst Kind" and "Yukon Tempest"
*Daniel Fern (of You Fucking Die) for lead guitars on "Devout, Devour" and "Youth in Arms"
*Dave Bunting (of The Stink) for vocals on "Marginal Hop"
*Dan Kramer (of The Stink) for keys on "They Can See Us"

Recorded and Produced by Dan Kramer of Skillman Labs (NY) and Generator Ohm(NY)
Mastered by Mark Alan Miller of Slaughterhouse Studios (MA)
Cover Art by Stephen Woodzell (NY)

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Generator Ohm is a quartet for rock and roll. Big on guitars. Friend of the low end. And we never miss a beat. Got them all.

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