Seek Assembly

by THE BROTHER K MELEE

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released January 17, 2017

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THE BROTHER K MELEE New York, New York

It's the sound of a bar fight breaking out at a revival tent. No, wait - it's the sound of a revival breaking out during a bar fight. Whatever it is, "rocknroll" is probably as good a name as any. Hooks, howls, and heartache.

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Track Name: Sistine
SISTINE
What's the matter with the matadors
Running bulls inside my brain?
All the streets they chase me up and down
Are going by a different name
I think I hear 'em singing
Sistine to the murder scene I lost myself in a vision
Sick schemes in a silver sheen won't take my eyes off the mission
Off the mission
And if the face you recognize don't bring relief
You better backtrack to the site of attack
And wipe the blood on someone else's sleeve
Singing
"Sistine to the murder scene I lost myself in a vision
Sick schemes in a silver sheen won't take my eyes off the mission
Off the mission"
Sistine to the murder scene...
Sistine to the murder scene...
Where the body shattered
There the vultures gathered
Where the body shattered
There the vultures gathered
Track Name: Analog Queen
You had me reeling the minute the reels aligned
And I could feel your figure flickering one frame at a time
And if the black cats creep at the corners
And the white hats are starting to bore ya
And the third act has got it in for ya
I got the remedy, I just want you to be
My Ana-, be my analog queen
And I'll be the lead in your super 8 dream
I'm just a man, but I could make your mis en scene
If you were my analog queen
Baby if you were my analog queen
Then you stopped, there was nothing else you had to do
But let the shadows and the lines of the whole design motion to you
I thought I found a way to ratchet out of the red
But it was all digits and damage instead
So if I'm gonna get the gadgets out of my head
You're the remedy, I just need you to be
My ana...
Sha la, sha la la la
There was nothing you had to do
The shadows and lines motion to you
And I'd make your mis en scene
If you were my analog queen
Ana, be my analog queen
Them pixilated pixies ain't nothing to me
Come take my hand, girl I'll be the king of the screen
When I'm projected with my analog queen
Baby if you were my analog queen
Sha la, sha la la la…
Track Name: Margery
Margery got the kind of face makes the dead crawl out of their grave
Woman knows how to bless the Lord but she don't know how to behave
She wore a white dress, she made a fine mess oh they won't let her in the church no more
She wouldn't look back, she run her own track hope she knows what she's asking for

Verily verily I say unto you, got a girl knows what to do
Margery's holding me where it hurts the most
I don't want no woman of Babylon I want a half baked saint like you
Margery hammer me with the Holy Ghost

Mysticized on a Sunday ride she cried so hard she fell off her donkey
Girl you gotta do like the angels did to you I don't care if you do it in the wrong key
And they say she got the devil within cause she got no time for sin
She's always on the move
Thomas Aquinas get thee behind us cause when it comes to God
The heart is the only proof

Verily verily... (chorus)

What do you see Margery? (3x)

Hey Margery gimme the blueprint wanna travel the land and not leave a footprint (4x)

What do you see Margery? (4x)
Track Name: Claws and Stripes Forever
Yes mama I won't say a word
Cause bowing and kowtowing gets you to the front of the herd
And no is for white kids, and why is for lightweights, and crying would be just absurd
Yes Mama, I won't say a word

Yes mama, I won't rest my hands
I'll just keep playing the cello till I finally understand
How I'll thank you later for my ten crippled fingers
It's all part of your master plan
Oh yes mama I won't rest my hands

Cause I know I've got to be
Number one at whatever you want me to be
And the hours they don't reverse
You just get older with all the faces you rehearse

Oh yes mama, I won't close my eyes
I'll just read the whole Times while you cut me down to size
And I won't make the mistake of taking a break cause it's a dirty American lie
Oh yes mama I won't close my eyes

Cause I know I've got to be...

Yes mama, thanks for all the trips
To Paris and Rome and the places you see in movie clips
Cause to raise a success it's usually best to take him on a lot of planes and ships
Oh yes mama thanks for all the trips

Hey mama you're funny, funny as a stroke
You should write a book with every piece of wisdom that you ever spoke
You know it'll sell like hotcakes, when they call you a fruitcake, just tell em it was all a joke
Oh yes mama you're funny as a stroke

Cause I know I've got to be...

And I won't place last again
I got the sages of the ages shaming me within
And the hours they don't return
You just get older with all the facts you never learn

Hey mama it's your most beloved son
You never told me it would be so hard to be twenty one
Guess I'll go to lecture carrying a loaded gun
Ma it's your most beloved son

Yes mama (4x)
Track Name: Vengeance
Girl's eleven knows eleven words
She knows a twelfth she knows it won't be heard
They cut her hair, they check her tattoos
Pat her cheeks and put her to use

Cops and robbers lying in wait
Mouths full of promises and hands full of bait
Shoes and a shower and maybe a clean shave
Give us your body and maybe we'll behave

The deal's fair, cause you know we care

Vengeance is mine, thus saith the Lord
Sometimes it's hard to wait
I see you Peter reaching for your sword
You're reaching much too late

And I'm thinking about the traffic I'm thinking about the dumb crowds
I'm thinking about the time you ditched me downtown
I'm thinking about the traffic I'm thinking about the dumb crowds
I'm thinking about new ways to ditch you here now

Cause I'm so slick, and I'm brainsick

Vengeance is mine, thus saith the Lord...

There must be a plan that we don't know about
It's written on the walls
Of all the rooms we've never searched out
It's coming for us all
Track Name: The Brink
What's it to you anyway if I want more than average
It takes the wise to take the prize from the blinded
It's respectable to pray but leave the big decisions
To the firm of the firmly earthly minded

Why can't you get behind
All the alibis we have memorized?

Baby you are getting out of hand
Cause you don't supply and you don't demand
No one gives a damn if you dare the world to blink
You say you're waiting on the end of days
But you're holding up this whole parade
And it all makes sense if you only stop to think
And stop thinking we're on the brink

Maybe God and maybe hell but believing in my senses
In what I grope and own is more dependable
And a bleeding heart is a work of art but I don't see potential
In trying to mend what's no longer mendable

Baby you are getting out of hand
Cause you don't supply and you don't demand
No one gives a damn if you dare the world to blink
You say you're waiting on the end of days
But you're holding up this whole parade
And it all makes sense if you only stop to think
And stop thinking we're on the brink

Just stop thinking
Just stop thinking

With your face to the ground we'll screw you upside down (feet first)
With your face to the ground we'll screw you upside down (feet first into Paradise)

Feet first into Paradise

We'll screw you in the ground screw you in the ground you'll go feet first
We'll screw you in the ground we'll screw you screw you feet first into Paradise