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A Picnic for Robots

by A Cat

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1.
Rip out your heart from your chest got no use for it, you do well with the rest it slows you down, it makes you timid and frail no telling when the stupid organ will fail keep up the flow of going places and making faces and small talking with a ready made smile you've got a pretty good chance of not having to deal with any feelings more intense than the occasional drunkenness so stupid it hurts Rip out your heart from your chest you're so strong, you're really one of the best you seem to suffer no distractions at all all future tasks are fully under control keep up the diet of charming people and trying to sweep all that come before you with your ravishing style you get your fair share of sex and adventures and v's in all the checkboxes you get in all those stupid journals so stupid it works Rip out your heart from your chest buy a box of chocolates and pretend it's a nest cook up a jelly of emotions to stir no cause for shyness when you're never quite here smear colors over any trace of anything of real importance you need to face for it's so much safer for you to rip out your heart
2.
Disconnect Flashing white can help erase the pictures that might obstruct your way sometime fill and cover every space flood all with white don't leave a face the only thing to do is disconnect Immerse yourself in viscose lotion extract all out leave only motion of form open ribs and wipe with cloth dissolving words let them trickle off the only thing to do is disconnect turning back is the one mistake you've been told of that back in second grade wonder how you manage to find yourself at the same spot as a lady in the bible Garbage men in velvet gloves on flying wolves in the canyons of your brain raining rainbow in slow motion widen skin and let the potion the only thing to do is disconnect
3.
Funny it seems the door is taking sides against me I'm trying to cut the floor make the rabbits happy The longer I try they seem to be crying more I want them to see how pretty it is outdoors I keep trying Pretty fucking stupid but they're still angry at me I used to look like Cupid now I'm more like crusty The paper is on my knees and I'm still coughing coffee Maybe if I tease them they'll stop being nasty Funny I seem to receive a different frequency now The rabbits are up my sleeve getting bigger and bigger The longer I try they seem to be crying more I want them to see how pretty it is outdoors I keep trying on and I'm starting to think I'm wrong cause I figure if I stop trying so hard well, something must come up
4.
Paper Heart That touching dribble of words flowing out of you I wonder if I should even bother to listen You sound as if you've picked up the text word for word from one of those degenerate t.v. shows I catch your eye as you glimpse at the mirror making sure the face is correct with the image I can see how this is gonna make a winning tweeter really very soon Well, if you want a toy that's fair and smart go and cut yourself a paper heart and play with that instead of mine You're not a bad person, I realize that I bet you think you mean every word that you're saying but all the odds are you'd be meaning something else completely in just a day or two Well, I'm all for various ways of recreation and playing is a must for your growth - all books say so Excuse me if I seem a bit reluctant to take part oh, I'm not generous at all Well, if you want a toy that's fair and smart go and cut yourself a paper heart and play with that instead of mine Well, if you wanted a toy with the looks of a boy no need to damage my shape - just cut yourself a piece of paper in a figure of a heart and play with that instead of mine
5.
Night Song 03:59
Pallid, see-through dreams They rip me at the seams With an odd delight belie me Paint my face with mud They spit into my blood In a secret rite they try me With an angel's eye The one who once was I Hints a sign at me and hurries I shall turn in dread But she's inside my head And a fiery cloud she carries High upon a hedge A jester points the edge Of a sword that's out to hound me Gentle cut is made I fly from off the blade And the darkness plays around me
6.
Jane 03:09
Jane is being reappointed to the job of living and loving got herself a straw hat look and a new age book and a mandala carving she appears so dumb but she's not dying she got better plans instead of sighing sitting in between the flowers humming for hours you didn't know, didja? spent some years on being rigid lonely and frigid well, now she's a ninja now she's into life and out of fiction now she's overcome that grim conviction looking slowly at her fingers something there lingers maybe it's freedom thought about the happy people stunned by the notion she's starting to be them every plate she breaks is over joying everything is bent but not annoying clouds and bills and cups they're all still piling she appears so dumb but now she's smiling
7.
Wake me tomorrow But let me sleep today I'm flying high Tomorrow For now let me stay this way The ceiling is my partner I can fly up there at my will The spiders are all smiling They relate to the way that I feel Bottles are useless The paper won't fit in the glass Whisper all you want to You can't make out the words in the grass Stroke me and pull me Taste my flesh with your hands Watch me as I'm breathing The songs coming out of my glands Wake me tomorrow But let me sleep today I'm flying high Tomorrow For now let me stay this way

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This Cat scratches, purrs, and consistently refuses to be shoved in any single drawer.
When scratching, expect Minimal Techno to meet Rock, Africa to meet Folk and everything together to meet Post-Something, too.
When purring, might sound like a robot sitting alone, listening to Leonard Cohen records, or sometimes like a person out in the fields, happily arranging a picnic for robots.

A Cat has been performing - scratching, purring, screaming and meowing none stop for the past year, from the private roof tops to the smokey cellars of Tel Aviv. A Cat seeks attention.

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released November 27, 2012

Tal Greenfield - Vocals, Guitars
Tom Simon - Synth, Sound, Androids
Danny Ofek - Bass
Ittamar Erb - Drums


Mix - Nir Averbuch
Art - Shahar Levy

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