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inter.funda.stifle Demos Lyrics


001 Dance Of The Manatee (Demo 1) (3:55)
002 Dance Of The Manatee (Demo 2) (3:59)
003 Vice/Versa (Demo) (4:12)
004 Orphan Anthem '86 (Demo 1) (3:57)
005 Orpahn Anthem '86 (Demo 2) (4:10)
006 Granny Niblo (Demo 1) (4:30)
007 Granny Niblo (Demo 2) (3:58)
008 The Walls Of Jericho (Demo 1) (4:14)
009 The Walls Of Jericho (Demo 2) (4:25)
010 Kyla Cries Cologne (Demo) (3:29)
011 Upgrade^Brigade (Demo) (3:42)
012 A Wolf Descends Upon the Spanish Sahara (Demo) (3:36)


Dance Of The Manatee Demo v1

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 01
Running Time: 3:55
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Dance Of The Manatee Demo v2

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 02
Running Time: 3:59


Take a little dive into the shallow or deep, is it deeper,
To have sunk that ship closer to harbor,
Or is it shallow enough to obtain him?
Just wait 'till then.

Their heads cast shadows like skyscrapers,
Still small enough to fit up their asses,
To put it all into perspective,
With definition.

We Marys had ourselves a ball.
Oh, yes we did.
We Marys had ourselves a ball,
I must admit.

Hang us! Those limbs hold no virtue.
Those told to hold, project on my cue.

Whether it a he, whether it a she,
Is it a question of gender?
Let's not differentiate the gifts few are given,
Or is it shallow enough to obtain him?
Just wait 'till then.

Their heads cast shadows like skyscrapers,
Still small enough to fit up their asses,
To put it all into perspective,
With definition.

We Marys had ourselves a ball.
Oh, yes we did.
We Marys had ourselves a ball,
Oh, yes we did.

Hang us! Those limbs hold no virtue.
Those told to hold project on my cue.

Oh, take a gander- the bigger they are the harder they fall.
Oh, take a gander- the bigger they are the harder they fall.

Not needy you see, not needy,
And I curse my open arms over trees.
Not needy you see.
Not needy you see, not needy,
And I curse my open arms over trees.
Not needy you see.
Not needy you see, not needy,
And I curse my open arms over trees.
Not needy you see.
Not needy you see, not needy,
And I curse my open arms over trees.

I’ll never leave from the roots. My stance refused.
I’ll never find someone quite as full as you.
I’ll never leave from the roots. My stance refused.
I'll never find someone quite as full as you.

Hang us! Those limbs hold no virtue.
Those told to hold, project on my cue.
Hang us! Those limbs hold no virtue.
Those told to hold, project on my cue.


Vice/Versa Demo

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 03
Running Time: 4:12


Eager man, but the man took his time coming,
With the head and I lost both my thoughts.
Every step was an inch if a foot pushing,
On me, on me, on me.

But I prayed so that you would be forthcoming,
Gave a coal and we turned at the stop.
Every step was an inch if a foot pushing,
On me, on me, on me.

Lost the night in the battle of Luxembourg,
Back at home where the cobble-stone streets.
Paved a way to anew over rocks steering,
Toward me, toward me, toward me.

Bought the farm and the crops that we all cared for,
Burnt away when the sun took a beat,
Paved a way to anew over rocks steering,
Toward me, toward me, toward me.

Every day I get the covers are off duty,
Every time that I nod at the sea.
The desert looks and give a tip of the hat to me,
To me, to me, to me.

From now on when the buildings always go for,
Something else in the small cluttered trees.
I’ll be looking for each of the blue blazes,
For me, for me, for me.



Orphan Anthem '86 Demo v1

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 04
Running Time: 3:57


Five tons a mile, a minute;
Two is the one that we hope for, hope for.
Only your handfuls of cartoons can misdirect our dialect, our dialect.
And from this day on he will go by the name of John Doe, Jr.

Propel, Gloria! Propel, Gloria!
Propel, Gloria! Propel, Gloria!
Propel, Gloria! Propel, Gloria!
Propel, Gloria!

Ooh~
Ooh~

And as they tippy-toed to see California.
And as they tippy-toed to see! Pick a map.
Here hunting is a pasttime, which some frown on.
Their small brims now brush the tiles.
And she isn't coming, is she?

Well, tell all of the world we're shotguns,
Sawed-off with scopes set on backfire.
Tell Auntie Em if you see her,
We're on cardboard, on cardboard.

And as they dashed abruptly, see, not much further.
And as they dashed abruptly, see! Cheer them on!
And here, the elders use large deadbolts and small tasers,
To push angels past their years.
And I support their struggle to be free.

Well, tell that building we are shotguns,
Fully loaded and made custom.
And tell Uncle Sam if you see him,
We'll deprive his check, deprive his check.

Five tons a mile, a minute;
Two is the one that we hope for, hope for.
Only your handfuls of cartoons can misdirect our dialect, our dialect.

Oh, thereupon, for now in those towns we're held captive.
Who knew?
Only handfuls of cartoons can misdirect our dialect.

Well, tell all of the world we're shotguns,
Sawed-off with scopes set on backfire.
Tell Auntie Em if you see her,
We're on cardboard, on cardboard.

Tell that building we are shotguns,
Fully loaded and made custom.
Tell Uncle Sam if you see him,
We'll deprive his check, deprive his check.

Five tons a mile, a minute;
Two is the one that we hope for.


Orphan Anthem '86 Demo v2

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 05
Running Time: 4:10


Tell me your faith.
Tell me your faith.
Tell me your way.
Show me your way.
Propel this town.
This town.

When surrounded by comfort, cotton floors are of no use,
We see in our forecast, what we lack in our pockets.
Tell the world we are shotguns,
Fully loaded and custom.
Tell Uncle Sam when he sees me,
We’ll deprive him his paycheck.

Tell me your faith. Tell me your faith.
Find me my name. Find me my name.
Propel this town.

My daughter's a gold mine, combing the hair of the white waves.
A fountain of sapphires, under the bridges of Utah.
Instilled in us morals, not by God, but by our choice.
If ever we're needed, you can find us by your ear.

Tell me your faith. Tell me your faith.
Find me my name. Find me my name.
Propel this town.

Oh, thereupon, for now, in those towns, we're held captive.
Who knew?
Only handfuls of cartoons can misdirect our dialect.

Tell me your faith. Tell me your faith.
Find me my name. Find me my name.
Propel this town. Propel this town.
Tell me your faith. Tell me your faith.
Find me my name. Well, my daughter's a gold mine.
Find me my name. Combing the hair of the white waves.
Propel this town. There was a fountain of sapphires.
Propel this town. Under the bridges of Utah.
Tell me your faith. When surrounded by comfort
Tell me your faith. Cotton floors are of no~
Find~


Granny Niblo Demo v1 (Granny Niblo Says Otherwise)

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 06
Running Time: 4:30


Less devoted,
Less concerned with,
Lesser issues.
More allergic,
More in tune with,
Many ailments.

Conversed with savior of Earth and thunder,
He then goes on, lists his allies: Allah, Muhammad, and Poseidon.
Now he darts off on rare subject matter, and with,
Cascading eyebrows, articulates Panacea.
And I tell him people are calculators:
Only efficient if you're pushing those buttons!

Believe it! Believe it! Believe it!
Well, let's let you carry the weight of a drifter,
We doubt you've "Attempted."
Well, never say, "Together."

And the sun heads west,
Towards the desert islands.
As the first of few,
To approve the motions.

Chance come from the north
Throws us in our footsteps.
Cruise the latitude,
Like the back of our hands.

Less devoted, less concerned with lesser issues.

Then doggy-paddled upstream, the hemlock.
Along the shores are the darker sands that help us remember.
Throughout the night, I hear mumbo-jumbo.
All I make out is, "Confusion confirms indecision."
Ambiguous. Equivical. Non-combatant.
Equal to all and all the average/impartial.

Correct it! Correct it! Corect it!
Well, let's let you carry the weight of a drifter.
We doubt you've "Attempted."
Never say, "Together."

And the sun heads west,
Towards the desert islands.
As the first of few,
To approve the motions.

Chance come from the north
Throws us in our footsteps.
Cruise the latitude,
Like the back of our hands.

And the sun heads west,
Towards the desert islands.
As the first of few,
To approve the motions.

Chance come from the north
Throws us in our footsteps.
Cruise the latitude,
Like the back of our hands.


Granny Niblo Demo v2

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 07
Running Time: 3:58


Note: These lyrics are unofficial and could be inaccurate!


Here is the deal, you must find guesses in this room.
Among these greens and reds and yellows lies a blue.
Lit our plan, 'scapes mortal chains.
You wear this blindfold and to rest, we twirl the door.

Let's bend over backwards, for ones that react.
To try, and try, try.
Let's bend over backwards, for ones that react.
To try, and try, try.
Let's bend over backwards,
?

And all the bells were out of unison,
I knew not why the latitude carried on,
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.

I was built on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were told or taught,
And all of our knees were carved with sand from Leningrad.

On said the rod and reel, revealing into dawn.
I'll take your word, these hills are green and rise with dew.
Lift our plan, 'scapes mortal chains.
So I feel the colors in this field are now blue.

Let's bend over backwards, for ones that react.
To try, and try, try.
Let's bend over backwards, for ones that react.
To try, and try, try.
And collect by ignoring,
Drawings quite there.

All the bells were out of unison,
I knew not why the latitude carried on,
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.

I was built on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were told or taught,
And all of our knees were carved with sand from Leningrad.

All the bells were out of unison,
I knew not why the latitude carried on,
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.

I was built on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were told or taught,
And all of our knees were carved with sand from Leningrad.


The Walls of Jericho Demo v1

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 08
Running Time: 4:14


There grew a heavy draft,
All leaves and tongues were floating,
Could it be the throes and calls of the outer walls?


There grew a heavy draft,
All leaves and tongues were floating,
Could it be the throes and calls of the outer walls?


Ooh~

String up your harp,
Play like today will last five minutes.
Open your heart,
Sing us a song that stops the silence.
String up your harp,
Play like today will last five minutes.
Open your heart,
Sing us a song that stops the sirens.


The Walls of Jericho

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 09
Running Time: 4:25


Note: These lyrics are unofficial and could be inaccurate!


And so fly.
Praying the phobias, igniting the both of us, lies under all of us.
And he’ll breathe.
I'm working a double shift, overtime and making it, vacations do not exist.

No one was eating and barely surviving,
Fishing the seas for the catch that will keep us.

Another tomorrow,
Shedding the shade we made yesterday.
Disguised as the lightning,
Dissolving all of the thunder, then,
Appeasing our monster, under the acrylic skies.
Another tomorrow.
Another tomorrow.
Another tomorrow.
Another tomorrow.

So breathe,
Mixing the coral skies, igniting the nine-to-five's, streets here are not alive.
No it's now.
Searching the scattered sticks, all handshakes and loving it,
What’s a captain without his ship?

No one was eating and barely surviving,
Fishing the seas for the catch that will keep us.

Another tomorrow,
Shedding the shade we made yesterday.
Disguised as the lightning,
Dissolving all of the thunder, then,
Appeasing our monster, under the acrylic skies.
Another tomorrow.

Ooh~
String up your harp,
Play like today will last five minutes.
Plug in your heart,
Sing us a song that stops the silence.
String up your harp,
Play like today will last five minutes.
Plug in your heart,
Sing us a song that stops the sirens.

Another tomorrow,
Shedding the shade we made yesterday.
Disguised as the lightning,
Dissolving all of the thunder, then,
Appeasing our monster, under the acrylic skies.
Another tomorrow.


Kyla Cries Cologne Demo

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 10
Running Time: 3:29


And let me introduce you to a pair that strikes crude oil, but they're hematite.
It is the same old pattern- the goose that feeds the gander,
They choose to act but not I.

Let's go outside and it might restore us, whole.
More for the two and less for the three,
Now mechanical, maybe.

So when the pair proceeded, another pulse defeated.
Can't say that I am surprised.
It is the flytrap's color that caused the fall into her,
What is the shade that you saw?

Let's go outside and it might restore us, whole.
More for the two and less for the three,
Now mechanical, maybe.

Bound by the salt of the Earth, not inside our dome.
Tied to the song, have no place in new blueprints.

Vinegar and water gave the Earth away,
Bought the stocks and lost them,
And the suitcase says:

"Let's go outside and it might restore us, whole."
More for the two and less for the three, now.

Let's go outside and it might restore us, whole.
More for the two and less for the three,
Now mechanical, maybe.


Upgrade^Brigade Demo

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 11
Running Time: 3:42


Note: These lyrics are unofficial and could be inaccurate!


Given feel,
I’m at a standstill, quite immobile.
Grows inside,
Lock up the window, does the sun know?

For we are alive.

Given air,
Not used to alfresco, does the sun know?

And today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Told you to conquer the rush.
Today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Told you to conquer the rush.

Given time,
Lock on a speed-dial, lovers in exile.
Crooked heels,
Skipped by a bullstone, speedway in fast zone.

For we are alive.

Given air,
Not used to alfresco, does the sun know?

And today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Tell you to conquer the rush.
Today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Tell you to conquer the rush.

For we are all alive.
For we are all alive.

And today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Tell you to conquer the rush.
Today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Tell you to conquer the rush.

And today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Tell you to conquer the rush.
Today I forgot the zeroes and ones,
Tell you to conquer the rush.


A Wolf Descends upon the Spanish Sahara Demo

Album: inter.funda.stifle Demos
Track: 12
Running Time: 3:3


Note: These lyrics are unofficial and could be inaccurate!


Put your fingers flat, now fold the folds.
Built my loft as to be so bold.

Whoa~
Heaven is better than,
Whoa~
Oh~

But I'll make my own colleague,
From wood and from ivory,
And reap the rewards of proximity.
I'll assemble my equal,
From what I lack and require,
And gather my love unaccompanied.

Cut this rat, here, by the quake,
Another tick, and I've been played.
.
Whoa~
Who lost is subsequent.
Whoa~
Oh~

But I'll make my own colleague,
From wood and from ivory,
And reap the rewards of proximity.
I'll assemble my equal,
From what I lack and require,
And gather my love unaccompanied.

And through my liberty, I grew more calm and pacified.
Undid the rope and unlocked my feet, then said maintain.

Under and over like the sheets,
Become a marble in the sea.

Whoa~
Stomp on your land again.
Whoa~
Oh~

But I'll make my own colleague,
From wood and from ivory,
And reap the rewards of proximity.
I'll assemble my equal,
From what I lack and require,
And gather my love unaccompanied.

But I'll make my own colleague,
From wood and from ivory,
And reap the rewards of proximity.
I'll assemble my equal,
From what I lack and require,
And gather my love unaccompanied.