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"All your instruments cannot locate her!"
Traversing the tundra, crossing the equator
Sunburst to penumbra, on frigates and freighters
I've cursed these conundra, these Robinsons and Mercators

Hats off to Bermuda and her triangulators!
Razor-jawed barracuda raised on bad navigators
all converged in pursuit of this, your humble narrator,
who, not to be made food of, is now a communicator
You are lost in space, canyons and craters
I am lost in time, but I will face you later

And then you'll descend in the Hindenburg light
of our twinned masterpieces, mid-flight,
blasting out bright
like a catastrophe might

Johnny, get your gun: Jerry's got the funds
for mutually insured annihilation!
We're gonna break some trusts
Gonna shake so many bonds
we'll swear we've invented teleportation
Burning through all these ruins of nations
but there are more journeys than destinations

And I believe that we might coincide
on the eve of a biblical blight
not breaking stride
just like the four horsemen might

Where do you pay rent? What hostel or pension?
On what continent? In what dimension?
We've been staggering and spent without comprehension
for too long to begin paying attention

The new New Romance is coming for us all
Some of us can dance, some can barely crawl,
but I was born to read the writing on the wall
from Babylon to these blurry bathroom scrawls
I'm in the throes of something here
I am in the thrall
of something so sincere you might be appalled

But I will not leave here alive
And you will not leave here alive
But I did not arrive when you arrived
I won't arrive when you arrive
and that's all right

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from Take Me to Your Leader If You Know What I Mean, released October 17, 2015

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Surprise Flapjacks Durham, North Carolina

Surprise Flapjacks makes music about communists, existential crises, zombies, and lovesickness (and, of course, zombie lovesickness). The Carrboro and Durham-based five-piece creates melodic, energetic pop awash in sugary hooks and group harmonies, shot through with nervous surrealism, and tempered with submerged melancholy. ... more

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