Joan Of Arc
apocalypse politics
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the clouds spell apocalypse
the clouds smell the politics
i meet so many people, i gave up on names.
i figure that's okay 'cause i just call everyone man anyway
rollin' over, rollin' over
returning to the dream
rollin' over, rollin' over
returning to a dream
with the earth agree to circle any and all points
can each be the center simultaneously
our work continues ending to infinite variable speeds
- Álbum:
- He’s Got The Whole This Land Is Your Land In His Hands
- Vampire E.R. (Single)
- Joa99
- Testimonium Songs
- Flowers
- Boo Human
- The Intelligent Design Of...
- Eventually, All At Once
- Joan Of Arc, Dick Cheney, Mark Twain
- So Much Staying Alive And Lovelessness
- In Rape Fantasy And Terror Sex We Trust
- The Gap
- Live In Chicago, 1999
- How Memory Works
- A Portable Model Of...
- Oh Brother
- Miscellaneous
- Life Like
- How Can Any Thing So Little Be Any More?
- How Can Anything So Little Be Any More?