True Shift

by Pumpkin Buzzard

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I gotta admit When I wake up in the morning Ceiling fan When the power’s stripped Gotta get a grip I’ve been waiting for you And you’ve been waiting for me Gotta get a lotta gettin’ Gettin’ good I gotta admit When I hear that it’s astormin’ Gotta leave it all behind and start again Feelin’ cool today Just like tomorrow And what I can’t afford I just gotta borrow
Captain Fury 00:56
You got me good, baby You got me right where it hurts
You are a human I know a human I can’t stand the stench I canceled the stench This is the wild That makes us smile You are my weapon I hate my master You are infected What I detected Is this the real world? Flying above me What is the answer? The stance that I take Weapons, whistles, work Garage, rain, money
I’m having a cyberfailure And it will never change Dylan was holding the wrist Eating a cyberdinner of rope You’re so far away But you’re not regular I guess you’re a cyberfailure I catch it down in my spine Time for dinnertime I took back what was mine Get wild something big one Don’t fall off the back Glimmering smooth riverside
In the realm of maximum zone A bird rests in his tomb A light shines upon his crest A metal hand reveals Primal reconfiguration The bird activates his open wings It feeds on my heart It powers his legacy You can’t lose it I ate my wings
We don’t need any help Get in, the water’s cold I swallow the black pills My eyes wiggle on stalks The castles gates open The atmosphere is broken Charge my flower car Carl catches ghosts in his hands Get a slime, that’s a good This isn’t my voice You’re tracked down reading sky What sand fire did tile rip A goose to clamp drier Roasting popsicle Dry ice bone Why did you get here? I lift rockets into fish tanks eating Did that burn?
Knock, knock, who’s there The young god MCs from the P to the B Dubs on the Cadillac Don’t you know the Buzzard’s back In town, rollin’ around Get into that funky sound Never failin’ to astound Beats that knock you to the ground Once was lost but now we’re found Don’t you know that it was bound to happen You’re tappin’ in The musical action, rappin’ and cappin’ them Who don’t believe we got what it takes To make phat breaks and lay down smooth bass And add a fresh flow like it ain’t no thang Nothin’ but a P ‘n’ B thang, get it? Pumpkin Buzzard’s back in town Buzzard’s outside of time now P-U-M-P-K-I-N B-U-Z-Z-A-R to the D We comin’ through to bust you on your face The Pumpkin Buzzard’s gonna quicken the pace Some say we are from outer space I agree, we are like another race of Fresh beat droppin’, champagne poppin’ Lemme get my holster and put my glock in Pumpkin Buzzard’s phat like Garfield the cat Pull out my gat, attack, attack What’s that sound? Sounds like the Buzzard’s back
Fire exploration (for you)
Got my camera special on sale Took a picture, now I’m a zombie My hands turn to rubber and melt I stumble around and fumble around Being a zombie is tougher than nails What’s that? P ’n’ B, D ‘n’ B, Zombie
I’m scared I woke up From an important nightmare It was really bad It was really frightening I can’t believe what we do It sounds the way that it should I won’t whine on this one This is the way they do it Important nightmare It just keeps repeating Intelligent glass construction
It’s the professional doom It gets you every day It gets you everywhere It gets you every way Feels like I’m trapped in a room And I don’t have no food But I can walk out the door And shake my bad attitude But you know That ain’t how I roll I’m feelin’ rowdy Like I don’t have no place to go I’m going crazy with professional doom I think you know it cuz I know that you do I think it’s time for a change of pace Slow down cuz this is not a race What can I do to keep the track hot? I’m comin’ at you and you know I won’t stop Why can’t I just let you go? I guess that I don’t wanna know It just hurts me when the feelin’ drops Flowin’ faster than a stolen car off the lot You are my love You are my life
Underground autopsies on cello bows Drag out the wave Drying out the opera Stick me in the oven I hit the play button on Saturday I wish my stain turned off My plane is taking off Cancer pipe aids the flame price My cabin in the jungle This is the last storm of my world I resent your cold sound wish My descent to the stars tastes sweet Monophonic time travel is old news Don’t touch me
I don’t really know what to do I don’t even know, who are you I think I see your face, it looks blue Game over, I will continue I don’t know what to do I’m spacin’ out It’s generation you You’re in, I’m out The twins wear cardboard shoes I am the feeding tube It lives inside a box, that I know I’m growing a new tail in stereo I’m crawling out my hole, toe by toe I’m livin’ like a mole rodeo
Trash Ghost 05:43
I got life squared And it's trash time You are the one Won't you be mine Trash ghost is falling down the hill today Sewer swimmin' in a daydream Don't take it away Sewer swimmin' and I'm feelin' fine You are my trash ghost I got death cubed What you gonna do? Take it all away Just don't care today You are my trash ghost Forever Inside of me Listen to it It is perfect In me
True Shift 06:17
This is the day I will fly away I have escaped from yesterday In space it’s not so cold And I feel it in my soul My descent to the stars tastes sweet And I wonder who I’ll meet I’m in a place that I feel no pain I have finally removed my stain I have become something new Because this shift is true I am up in the clouds I don’t think I’ll be coming down True Shift Outside of time


Pumpkin Buzzard's sophomore album True Shift is a concept album written and recorded over the summer of 2005. It is a tragic and surreal journey through industrial rock, bizarre funk, ambient, prolonged psychedelic jamming, world music, hip-hop, drum and bass, after-midnight jazz, and uniquely Buzzardian darkness.


released December 12, 2005


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Pumpkin Buzzard is a prolific experimental pop/rock/metal/grindcore/noise/power electronics/IDM/hip hop/ambient/happy hardcore/punk/industrial band.

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