The 'EP​?​' Aspect

by Simian Crease

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released July 6, 2011

Instruments & Vocals ~ Mike Miles
Music & Lyrics ~ Mike Miles

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Simian Crease Puyallup, Washington

An "extremely prolific and creative studio project..." ~ Fabricoh Magazine

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"I really enjoy Taipei EP, too bad it ends so quickly..." ~ Solance/Audio Camp

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Track Name: (Point My Raygun At) You
Moonlight on the highway.
Blue light on the boot bay.
Vinegar and styrene.
Stainless steel and Vaseline...

Flicker, fade and criss-cross.
Crystal clear and chaos.
Orion's bow was pulled back
but you missed out and lost track...

Greyish-green or greenish-grey?
Crosshairs of my death ray.
How? What? Where? When? Why? Who?
Point my raygun at you...

Point my
raygun
at you...

Calipers and sensors.
Plugged into the monitor.
From Mercury to Saturn,
you were talking Jupiter...

Calipers and sensors.
Plugged into the monitor.
From Mercury to Saturn,
you were talking Jupiter...

Moonlight on the highway.
Blue light on the boot bay.
Vinegar and styrene.
Stainless steel and Vaseline...

Flicker, fade and criss-cross.
Crystal clear and chaos.
Orion's bow was pulled back
but you missed out and lost track...

Greyish-green or greenish-grey?
Crosshairs of my death ray.
How? What? Where? When? Why? Who?
Point my raygun at you...

Point my
raygun
at you...

(the point to this is not to miss a single minute)
Track Name: Fall For The First Pretty Face
Gonna fall for the first pretty face I see.
Gonna make her see the light inside of me.
Gonna pour my heart, my art, all over her….

She’ll let me bleed….

I’m comin' clean to the next girl that comes my way.
Gonna tell her everything you wouldn’t let me say.
Gonna bare my heart and soul to her….

She’ll let me bleed….

Gonna fall for the first pretty face I see.
Gonna make her see the good inside of me.
She’ll break my heart, steal my art, and walk away!

She’ll let me bleed…
Track Name: Summer Of Serpents
Blood in the fountain,
blood on the wall,
blood on the curtains,
on carpet I crawl.

Summer of serpents
thru winter willows wave...
How could a true friend
in such a way behave?

Curtains are drawn from
a single open vein.
Bleed out my sadness,
release all my pain.

Blood in the fountain,
blood on the wall.
Crawl on the carpet
and wait for your call.

Summer of serpents
thru winter willows wave...
How could a true friend
in such a way behave?

In Spring-time, Athena
had sprung from my head
if only to find that
my body was dead.

With blood in the fountain,
blood on the wall,
blood on the curtains,
withdrawn from it all.

Summer of serpents
thru winter willows wave...
How could a true friend
in such a way behave?

For so long I waited
in my love's shallow grave,
a summer of serpents
thru winter willows wave...
Track Name: Reyna's Ribcage
Break down the door…
Crawl on all fours…
I don’t care anymore.
Trying to get in Reyna’s ribcage,
trying to get in Reyna’s ribcage…

She clipped my wings…
Kissed my bee-sting…
I don’t feel a thing.
Trying to get in Reyna’s ribcage,
trying to get in…

I broke the rules…
I lit the fuse…
What else could I do?
I was trying to get in Reyna’s ribcage,
trying to get in Reyna’s ribcage!

Searching for secrets pressed in her lips.
Looking for clues on the curve of her hips.
I masked my scent.
I buried the evidence.
Wrapped up tight in Reyna’s ribcage,
wrapped up tight in Reyna’s ribcage…
Track Name: Tarantula Fuzz
Eight eyes,
fantasize...
Spiraling stare,
I'm hipnotized.
I'm dizzy and sick...
A pin-prick,
fangs stick
in my thick skin...
My spider veins...
Let the venom in,
let the venom in.

Eight eyes,
white lies...
Black heart,
over-analyzed.
And under my skin,
my thick skin,
good fortune or bad luck.
Fangs stuck my skin...
My spider veins...
Let the venom in.

Is it because
tarantula fuzz
tangles and trips me?
Tickles my fancy??
You don't scare me,
you don't scare me...

Is it because
tarantula fuzz
tangles and trips me?
Tickles my fancy??
You don't scare me,
you don't scare me...

Eight legs,
run away...
Weave their web
and weave their way
back in.
The silk they spin...
Crawl up the spiral stairs again
and slowly creep
into my sleep...
My spider veins...
Let the venom in,
let the venom in.

Eight legs,
here to stay...
Never leave,
forever weave their way
back in.
The silken spin...
Pin-prick penetrates my skin.
Spiraling stare,
up the stairs,
and I am there...
My spider veins...
Let the venom in.

Is it because
tarantula fuzz
tangles and trips me?
Tickles my fancy??
You don't scare me,
you don't scare me...

Is it because
tarantula fuzz
tangles and trips me?
Tickles my fancy??
You don't scare me (or maybe you do),
you don't scare me (maybe you do)...

Is it because
tarantula fuzz
tangles and trips me?
Tickles my fancy??
You don't scare me (or maybe you do),
you don't scare me (maybe you do)...

Oh, is it because
tarantula fuzz
tangles and trips me?
Tickles my fancy??
You don't scare me (or maybe you do),
you don't scare me (maybe you do)...

You don't scare me...
Track Name: It's Only Air...
Dig
my fingers
deep, down
to the bone.
Tear the flesh away.
I don't need it anyway...
It's just extra baggage
on a red-eye flight
bound for nowhere.
Losing altitude
and I don't care.

It's only air, it's only air...

Standing high
above the ground,
looking down.
Fighting back the fear.
This town looks beautiful
from up here...
It's just a short drop
from a personal dare.
Falling faster,
and I don't care.

It's only air, it's only air...
Track Name: Pavement To A Wheel
It never really ends,
a bruise that just won't heal...
I wish I didn't feel,
or was numb
like pavement to a wheel...

I used to wish to keep it together,
now I wish to make it through.
I used to wish to keep it together,
now I wish to start anew~

Beginnings lead to endings
and endings are beginnings, too.

Beginnings lead to endings
and endings are beginnings, too.

Beginnings lead to endings
and endings are beginnings, too...
Track Name: Notes From An Incomplete UFO Inspection
(instrumental)