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Harassment IX, Epilogue: Automaton / Mailman Jawn

from Metamorphejawns by Ecce Shnak

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More than anything else, “Privatization Jawn” is a zillion-parted rondeau-oid song for dauncinge. Though it contains some grave and serious words (which might have their own sneaky ambitions), its lyric is mostly meaningless. The song is meant primarily as a laugh to which might daunce heartily. It does, however, contain four (4) earnest homages:

one, to a strange Uncle, the One, Good, Venerable Eugene Hutz;

another, to a great visionary of drumming and sound all around, the One, Good,
Venerable Ahmir Thompson, through its ( ¡¿ hopefully successful ?! ) timbral ambitions;

a third, to the Dearest Brian Nowell, who was master of the band Blue Smiley;

and a last, to Philadelphia.

Oh yes and one for all of space, too.

Ecce Shnak sincerely hopes you do enjoy, “Privatization Jawn: ¡Turnit! / ¡Burnit!.

lyrics

Yes, and just when all manner of mortal and divinity, robot and mailman were gathered there, singin’ and snoodlin’ and dancin’ and joustin,’ a curious cry rang out throughout the square:

“Shit-Da! Shi-shit/Shi-DA! Shit shivi-dit shit, shi-shi, shi-DA!”

Then
Homunculus
Floating above upon a star
He
Delivered a strange
Little riddle
Went
Like
“You,
who bloviate…
you shattered
teenie-bopper star…!
The
holy family…
your Cerbereus
canine…
He
Three-headed beast
Guarding the party-people well;

You ought to play with the mailman’s balls.
Be like, “Shit-Da! Shi-shit/Shi-DA! Shit shivi-dit shit, shit!”
You got to play with the mailman’s balls.

So the mailman, he let’s the party have its way: “I like that.”
He, the murderer, repents, and so he joins the parade.
Hark! The doggies bark and slobber on his happy face, and now they’re

Playing with the mailman’s balls and conscience.

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from Metamorphejawns, released July 19, 2019

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Ecce Shnak New York, New York

Ecce Shnak (pronounced Eh-kay sh-knock) is a 7-piece art-rock band. We're based in NYC. We're one part pop music, another part classical music, and a third part punk music. Our songs are about love, sex, death, change, bravery, and food.

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