lets make up post-rock song titles!

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That God For This Baby

Secret Agent Appointment To Have Fun

I Wear Your Mother Around My Neck, Kenneth

My Sobriety Captured In A Photograph From The Seventies With Rounded Edges

X Is Only Equal To Y When Y Retains Anonymity

She'll Not Destroy The unparalleled Kingdom Of Spokane

Wtf Ignatius? I Mean Seriously, Wtf?

((((waffle factor of 1973))))

My Deck, Man, Get My Deck

ŭئōℑծʚùɰư (reprise)
simmo wrote:Someone make my carrot and grapefruits smoke. Please.

lets make up post-rock song titles!

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shagboy wrote:you're good... real good.

phildodd wrote:SidE 11111
April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land.
i. My cousin's, he took me out on a sledSLEDD
ii. The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it
iii. I remember
iv. OOOO that Shakespeherian Rag -

ssssside II
Let me be no nearer In death's dreams kingdom
i. Sightless, unless
ii. Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
TOO good.
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