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Animation Station

by Human Buoy

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1.
ON 00:42
2.
I’d like to write you a tune About the weather on the moon And the long leather strings of the world It’s been calm as can be Since we threw out our TV And the gloom of the news is off our backs It’s like a cartoon car crash Up against my wall And it looks about to fall So god bless, you all A cartoon car crashed Up against my wall And I didn’t blink at all So as to see, it all And there’s a man who starved his soul Could not get his rocks to roll Or fix the holes worn in the carpet from his muse “You could wait, if you dig fate”, Screamed a preacher running late And a waitress stumbles weightless in their wake She’s like a cartoon car crash Up against my wall And it looks about to fall So god bless, you all A cartoon car crashed Up against my wall And I didn’t blink at all So as to see, it all
3.
Immaculate molecule The heart of the barnacle Art, life and the other thing Jump in a sub-orbital Head straight for the oracle Art, life and the other thing Immaculate orbital head straight for the ahhhhhhhhhhh….
4.
Hurry up and follow now all of the world Aren’t we in the middle of a revolution Aren’t we in the middle of a revolution Or are we at the bottom of another rung Turn it over Are we in the middle of a revolution Are we in the middle of a revolution Turn it over This age is over Hurry up and follow now all of the world Sun rays to our brain may be just like a drug Are we in the middle of a revolution
5.
It’s hailing anvils, on the animated anthills Of the ancients Patrick Danville draw your picture Make the wasted King’s brain flicker With the finger that you lick to turn the pages It’s been ages drink your liquor, make those lines of lead bleed quicker (Oh my, only on my mind) It never feels the same as it looks on TV I'd smash the glass to touch you on your side of the screen It's a dreamer's world of cyber-fied calamities But I'll plug myself back in, cut the cable with my teeth Its hailing anvils, and the worlds’ been at a standstill For ages It changes once the mind decides to focus on their faces As they count the constellations with their voices A golden chorus melts exstasis here before us Melts exstasis here (Oh my, only on my mind) It never feels the same as it looks on TV I'd smash the glass to touch you on your side of the screen I took the static shook the bandage off and cut the cable with my teeth But I'll plug myself back in I'm addicted to this thing.
6.
White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia Feeling like an old cartoon Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia I wanna be marooned White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia Gotta get out of my room Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia I wanna be marooned I’ll find a new string for your old guitar Then we can start a band in your dad’s garage We’ll sit on the beach until we see a mirage It’s only early days babe but we should aim for the stars We could fill a boat with ginger beer Pretend that we’re anywhere else but here Take off our shirts and wrap them up like hats ‘Cause just for today we are never going back White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia Feeling like an old cartoon Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia I wanna be marooned White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia Gotta get out of my room Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia I wanna be marooned Grab your straw hat I’ll wear my pastel shorts The frames of our shades will be as wide as our thoughts We’ll fade like the paint on your old blue chair Then we’ll swim into a dream like the salt to your hair We could fill a tin boat with ginger beer Stay in the lake or maybe disappear And when our phones go dead and we can’t use maps We’ll be languid on a boat with no commotion on our backs Pretend That we’re left stranded Somewhere blue Maybe Nanuya Levu
7.
Oxygen 03:37
All I need’s avocado and weed And oxygen And thongs on my feet when it’s hot It’s all a dream if u know what I mean I’m lost again And beyond belief when I’m not All I need’s avocado and weed And oxygen And thongs on my feet when it’s hot All I need’s avocado and weed And oxygen And thongs on my feet when it’s hot It’s all a dream if u know what I mean I’m lost again There’s no frost on the streets cuz its hot
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Entracte 00:43
9.
Fields 03:10
Roll out the grass, over the hill Make me a field, and lay down, lay it down… with me Lay down, lay it down With me
10.
Vitamin C 05:49
who actually knows..!?
11.
Plastic paper, paper plastic Everyone’s a mess of background static Plastic paper, paper plastic Life on earth is so fantastic Paper plastic, plastic paper Why don’t ya come around pour your heart on paper? Plastic paper, paper plastic Red Sea, Dead Sea transatlantic Plastic paper, paper plastic Took my breath away now I’m asthmatic Plastic paper, paper plastic Everyone’s a mess of background static Plastic paper, paper plastic Life on earth is so fantastic Life on earth is sold
12.
200 Days 03:23
Looked up, couldn’t stay I put my thoughts in my pocket and I drove it away This time I might drive for a while You got that white teeth sparkle like a bathroom tile What’s up, I couldn’t say I keep my heart in my pocket so it’s soft on my brain And I think we could make it better She wanna reinvent our love She wanna go and turn it back up We could be knights We could be sailors Set off your flares and wait for someone to save us We could be lords Capturing witches With square toes flickin’ through somebody’s pictures Six pins, a satin dress I stitched up my voodoo doll, Titaness I went from lo-fi to a higher res And I cut the edge sharp like an Ibanez Six pins, a pillbox hat A green-eyed accountant with a battle-axe You’re the deep scratch in my Cadillac The saran wrap wrapped around the almanac Switch sides on the go and I, Can’t get excited Two hundred days should make it better
13.
Mnemosyne 03:53
Yesterday was lost to me I spent it sprawled amongst the fallen leaves Just what did you think you’d see A pinch of salt inside my memory And with that I floated right out of my head Ten thousand thoughts went round the bubble of my bed But I kicked them out so I could catch them all again No dreams tonight my love My mind is running from my head Sat there like a golden spy I watched the silent flick in black and white Just what did you think you’d find Another day has claimed my untrained eye And with that I floated right out of my head Ten thousand thoughts went round the bubble of my bed But I kicked them out so I could catch them all again No dreams tonight my love I’ve got vertigo again
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released June 30, 2017

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Human Buoy Perth, Australia

Human Buoy started as a slowly growing collection of t00ns and ideas stored on the hard drive of Ben McDonald's brain (Logic), and has continued into a collaborative merry-go-round of experiments, passers by, time and clever buddies. Beep bobbidy bleep

"Animation Station" is Human Buoy's debut LP and is expected to come out later this year.
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