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A Smugglers Bible

by Nicky Smith

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1.
She’s not the man She will never be a man, not in disguise I don’t wanna see you out at night I don’t wanna see you out in surprise It’s just a little bit She’s not the boy She will never be a boy, that’s her demise I don’t wanna see you crying online I don’t wanna see you crying all the time It’s just a little bit of fat and heart attack I scratched a little bit, but not much, now I’m back It’s just a little bit of fat and heart attack
2.
Orange 02:57
Orange is the new black redhead blue Orange is the glue that rips me in two Orange is the food that keeps me moving Orange is the new black redhead blue I don’t want you, you don’t want me You don’t want me in me
3.
When I was eight, silver turned to gray and I felt nauseous when I ate At eighteen, sound would fill the room But I had nothing left to say So we went inside, we could see the bottom of a hill that way So we went outside, we could see the widows wandering away I was made middle aged Born not on the same page If you could think of rules that you could give me Then I’d gladly take the bait Luckily, our extended family had given us a place to stay So went inside, baking banana bread for all the firemen When it’s dark outside, we can smell the sulfur of their pulverized remains I was made middle aged Born not on the same page
4.
An icy KY, a doctor comes inside An over emetic MD, patiently piloting me Pouring cement on my feet, jump in the river to see you silent 2012 In bed, not fed, black redhead Pillhead, black redhead In bed, not fed, pink pillhead So dead, unfed, black redhead Making the least of the most Savor the smoke of the dead Rubber the roses and roots Ripping the ropes off my neck Swim in an ocean of glass Catching up with you fast, and I can 2012 In bed, well fed, black redhead Undead pink pillhead Well fed, in debt, black redhead Undead, so dead, well kept bed Black redhead
5.
I gotchu there there’s not even a stair that we won’t go I’d like to run there in a mineral air I gotchu there there’s not even a stair that we can’t go Shot in a dare by your penitent heirs But if you told me to stop, then I’d stop talking and I’d be the only one who’d know I gotchu there got a hundred million stairs we can go Combing my hair with umbilical care Canvass the land and command all the puppets to stand Breaking the band, I clap my mannequin hands But if you told me to stop, then I’d stop talking and I’d be the only one who’d know And if I told you to stop, then you’d stop talking and you’d be the only who’d know I gotchu there there’s not even a stair that we won’t go I’d like to run there in a mineral air I gotchu there there’s so many many stairs we will go Life is up there, but we’ll make it so lovely down here But when I told you to stop, you wouldn’t stop laughing but now I’m the only one So when I tell you to stop, then you’ll stop talking and I’ll be the only one who knows
6.
She knows never to bleed on the seam He knows never to strike on the screen She knows when you were mean, I was watching My light had gone out for a walk, but you had a match and lit up the last of my smokes, you took all that I gave We never talked about it or lipped about it We never talked about it Don’t you wish we did? Gray matter secedes in front of a screen But I am watching you nightly All of your looks and horrible things that I’ve seen Go up your nose and down in a hole We never talked about it or lipped about it We never talked about it dare mention it We never talked about it or lipped about it We never talked about it or lipped about it We never talked about it or lipped about it and now I wish we did.
7.
Green briefcase blues, avoid security Along the aisles I run and cast the kids away I could ask a question but you don’t know my name Pink songs, red books, blueprints on MTV Collect all currency Tucked inside the basket, it’s all free to me I could ask a question but I don’t know what I need Little satchels, pale kids that pray for rain Goosebumps books I’ll never read But all the stores are gone in gated NYC Simplify the question, do you know what I need? Pirates steal, winners reel, newspapers peel Collapsing in the streets DVDs, CDs, LPs mean so much to me I could ask a question but don’t you know my name? Walking back, take a cab back home Sit inside and watch TV Megastore mania, we got so much for free No more asking questions, just please don’t make us leave!
8.
Whenever I’m walking down the street, I turn around Whenever I see you mild Whenever I’m talking with my teeth, I grind them down Whenever I see you mild It’s alright now, just be K Just say you promise I’m not afraid yet Whenever I see you mild Remember when I left you in the leaves? I burned the ground Forever it’s been a while If I could leave this time and place, I’ll stick around Whenever I see you mild I don’t want to walk that way OK, I’m not afraid that you won’t win I’m so afraid that You will lock again, I will knock again You will lock again, I will knock again You will lock again, I will knock again You will lock again, you will never knock again Whenever I see you mild Many years ago I knew you but I do not wish that we’d never met before this I’d be one to talk to you and me both so happy in this house where we met A100 colored couches rain purple golden hues across face I’d forgotten how to sing but you taught me all those days I missed you.
9.
I kinda wanna I kinda wanted to say I saw something something in my eye Wasps and Windex drinking orange wine I really wanna I really wanted to say I saw something I said nothing Drones are buzzing flashing in my eye Row row row row row row row row I feel salty something in my mind An orange present is hiding from my eye I saw something I’ No no no no no no no no Row row row row row row row row no
10.
White Noise 04:50
All the colors of my room Fly recorders watching you All the colors of my room Photobooth is watching you Lightning bugs could be camera eyes Watch them call and cover in disguise All the colors of my room I can hear you talking too All the colors of my room I know you’re in on it too All I think is spent and sick Orange tablets made me quit Paranoia and fear It’ll only be a couple of years Hold me near and flow my tears It’ll only be a couple of years Stuck inside the walls of my room Don’t you hear me too? Talk about you all the time and everything they will find Can’t you hear me too?

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Recorded by Jordan Romero
Mixed by Jordan Romero and Nicky Smith
May 26 - July 3, 2016

Mastered by Mickey Free
Cover painting by Melissa Smith

Thank you Jimmy, Jordan, Dog, Yamster, Bookor, LA

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released October 20, 2016

All songs by Nicky Smith.

Nicky plays everything except:
Drum programming on “Little Satchels” and keyboards on “White Noise” by Jordan Romero

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