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Corridors Aflame

from Hotel Messerschmitt by BAAN

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This descending frame
The very embodiment of shame
Dropping to corridors aflame

There’s Santa Dog the Jesus freak
Stuck down here for most of the week
That big bad boy is too far gone to even speak

Reverend Jones is on the phone
He fell here too and he’s very alone
Calls his buddy, “Can you throw me a bone?

“They got me pushing mounds of cinnamon
It’s not as though I was a sinner, man
Maybe I was fatter than a thinner man
But that’s no sin!
Help me get back in!”

Don’t cry baby
You can’t save me
No-one made me be this way
Now I’m here to stay

Sincerely, from me to you
Here’s the very thing I want you to do
We meet, like little angel doves
We fall in love
It’s a gift from above
And the ones who had it before us
They ain’t asking for it back
What use is love to lovers in the infinite black?
And still it hasn’t burned, it’s like a diamond in the flames
And we can just pretend it’s ours, erase their names

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from Hotel Messerschmitt, released October 10, 2023

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Like all musicians I wished I had the same number of limbs as an octopus. My wish was granted, but not in the way I had hoped for. My cephalopod partner is an enthusiastic volunteer from the worldwide animal charity Save Humans From Themselves. We share a special kind of love. ... more

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