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Mr. Baghead

from Jabberjaw Lunchbox by Hanna Barbaric

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Mr. Baghead is the precursor to Mr. Infinitehead. Just one of the many consciousnesses of Dick Dastardly, the schizo kid.

lyrics

i cannot grieve i believe in the dead
i go to sleep with a bag on my head
it's made of paper brown as the dirt
gives me the power of one hundred nerds
i cannot see through the bleeding i bled
i hit the streets with a bag on my head
they won't be saying i'm ugly as fuck
i won't be praying to ruffian gods
chuck a rock if you hear what i'm saying
TO YA blocking out the sun while the roosters are baying TO YA
was it them wolves, OR were it the crows,
that stirred in your bones and buried your woes?
then flayed you in half like an ivory spear
elephant tusk in the room in the rear
smelling of musk in the blood of a deer
my dear, don't rust dust off my career
it never started. call it retarded
call in sick every time i'm broken hearted.
then i wake up with a bag on my head
smelling a piece of a tree long dead
easy to speak with a bag on my head
easy to preach through shield made of redwood felled back then
many decades ago
think about them days when i get stoned.
listen to father
rowing to do.
lest we dont make it, sink into the blue
it's callin me back like an angry ex
arrested, i'm later than government checks.
fishing for loving some time after death
digging for missing months buried in sheds
dream of the world but it keeps me in check
so i'll find a girl with a bag on HER head
we'll wake up in the morning together
birds of a feather flying but tethered
dying inside click through the channels
channeling art in the dark by a candle
light at the end of the tunnel we're rumbling sixteen tons on bus that is crumbling
you are encumbered, you cannot move
you must go through all ya shit n drop loot.
dropped on a doorstep one thousand miles
bag on the head didn't think about eye holes
she'll take it off see a lot better
i'll remain blind to the fact of the matter.
it doesn't matter i'll empty my bladder
and toast with a platter of getting much fatter
no hyperventilation for me
i wear a bag on my head when i sleep.

I walk around with a bag on my head.

I go to sleep with a bag on my head.

I cannot dream with a bag on my head...

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from Jabberjaw Lunchbox, released April 29, 2014
Dick Dastardly

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