W​.​A​.​I​.​E.

by We Are In Envelopes

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released April 7, 2012

Wet Dentist - guitar/vox
Ellis De Fury - drums
The Wizard - bass/bvox
Spayce Mann - lead guitar/bvox

front cover by Michel Bélisle
inner art by Jamie Knerr
recorded, mixed & mastered by Wet Dentist @Devo Was Right, Bethlehem, PA USA 2012

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We Are In Envelopes Bethlehem, Pennsylvania

provocative Neo Post Punk music.

Wet Dentist - guitar/vox
Ellis De Fury - drums
Spayce Mann - lead guitar/bvox
The Wizard - bass

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Track Name: Oh Hezbollah!
Oh Hezbollah: oh Hezbollah / mitochondria / synesthesia / micronesia / escalasia / euthanasia / heed the cattle call / spike the football / snort the
bathroom stall / bomb a macromall / some wine for moses / some wine for jesus / cartoon of ali / from the valley / gone back to cali / get up in
sallie / explode the stuff inside / just like the way they died / you know my tongue's alive / i keep the crowd beside / my mail order bride lapped up
the west coast tide when I kill collide, when I leak my mind / when I chew the rind, you’re all wined and dined / when I leak my mind, when I kill
collide / oh hezbollah gold dust scars / oh hezbollah / inside my bitch’s credit card / pinch at the pump / sh shake your rump / bling bling blang
blung/ you know the jury’s hung / explode the stuff inside / just like the way they died / you know my tongue's alive / i keep the crowd beside /
oh hezbollah / mylar star / oh hezbollah / electric car / oh hezbollah / miscalculate the bugs / oh hezbollah / sell me some drugs / oh hezbollah /
build me a dog house / oh hezbollah / you make me aroused / oh hezbollah / this traffic is the worst / you burnt my pizza / oh Hezbollah / explode the
stuff inside / just like the way they died / you know my tongue's alive / i keep the crowd beside / you know that the jury's hung
Track Name: Head On A Swivel
Head On A Swivel

ANY MOMENT NOW – DISAPPEARING
I'LL BE ONE OF THE ONES – THAT DISAPPEARS (2X)

cLAMPDOWNS LIVE-TWEETED FROM 50 OR SO
SEPARATE VANTAGE POINTS - I FILE THAT AWAY
YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THE DENSITY OF THE MIRRORS
WITH THEIR POLYGLOT TEMPERATURES IN THE MIDDLE OF HELL
A BLURRED IMPRESSION OF AN ILK COULD GET YOU THROWN
INTO THE PATH OF A THRESHER
IF THEY CAN CHOMP THROUGH TITANIUM – THEY SURELY CAN
CHOMP THROUGH YOU TOO

CAN'T PRESUME THIS NEW MONSOON SEASON RINGING BETWEEN
OUR EARS – ISN'T ENTIRELY SOMETHING ELSE
I GUESS WE'RE TOO IN TUNE WITH TOO MANY THINGS THAT GO
VROOM VROOM
DISAPPEAR

ANY MOMENT NOW – DISAPPEARING
I'LL BE ONE OF THE ONES – THAT DISAPPEARS (2X)

I DID NOT EXIST IN THE MINDS OF THE SOLIPSISTS
EXHALING THE NATURE OF THE GUILLOTINE
I'M THINKING YOUR MORALS MIGHT JUST BE LIKE A
WIZARD SLEAVE – THE IMAGE OF TOTALITY'S IMPOSSIBLE

CAN'T PRESUME THIS NEW MONSOON SEASON RINGING BETWEEN
OUR EARS – ISN'T ENTIRELY SOMETHING ELSE
I GUESS WE'RE TOO IN TUNE WITH TOO MANY THINGS THAT GO
VROOM VROOM

MAYBE LIKE BACK IN THE DAY WITH PINOCHET
OR JUST LIKE A SNOWFLAKE THAT'S MELTED AWAY
KEEP YOUR HEAD ON A SWIVEL & YOUR EYES PEELED
KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED & YOUR HEAD ON A SWIVEL
DISAPPEAR

ANY MOMENT NOW – DISAPPEARING
I'LL BE ONE OF THE ONES – THAT DISAPPEARS (2X)
Track Name: Pyramid Crowbar
Pyramid Crowbar


Face first off a cliff . . .
Pummeling the clouds . . .
Jet exhaustion stamped on Goonie Bird acid
Shot smog at the idiot cosmos
Sure, blame it on the chemicals
That could easily melt trash bags But it’s me

The buzzword of the herd
I’m not just one , I’m two
I’m two of you, but more, more
Malaysian laser beam
Will find the stud (you’re toast)
Down in the mud the most

Gooey like gum stuck in a cement crack
A fly without ground (yeah, I’m like that)
I’ll run a marathon straight down your throat
Before concertina wire chokes and pokes holes in you

But it’s me
Pay the penalty
Feel how it’s like being bitten while dead (seeing)
March and chant
The future hiding behind this A merican alibi


My pyramid scheme will never get arrested
My pyramid scheme your codpiece collapses
My pyramid scheme sharpens up the crowbars
My pyramid scheme apostolic apostle of God


Here’s the shovel, I bought it broken
Now you know what’s behind curtain #1
Track Name: Wormholes
WORMHOLES: if i could only ask napolean the right question / i’d gain fame for changing history to my liking / and
then the future would be mine / hyper-microscopically instantaneous wormholes blink within the quantum foam & that’s
a fact / i could time travel inside a wormhole / in the cloud of the electron / i’ll master my atmosphere / and then i’ll have
to find a way to keep the wormhole open / so that i can pass through and not disintegrate or implode / i hear that material
with negative energy just might help keep such a wormhole open / i read about that / that’s from einstein’s quantum
equation / i could time travel inside a wormhole / in the cloud of the electron / i’ll kick ass! / with 2 plates and a photon
blaster blasting the plates in a vacuum, we will get the negative energy / we can do that in a laboratory / let’s go to the
laboratory, the neighborhood laboratory / with my wormhole, i’ll be able to make anything: information, myself, infor
mation about myself pass through the wormhole at light speed times 4 / just think of the implications / i could time travel
inside a wormhole / in the cloud of the electron / i’m outta here, really outta here
Track Name: Free Trampoline
face abyss - my ribs give then my face it falls off to the tic tic toc of the out-of-wac clocks - i bend down, grab my face, put it on, my eyes closed, move my feet, feel the beat & make eye contact with a memory

wow. no. quit making me open my eyes. i don't care if the pulsating lights dancing across your moving figure act like dictators working together . . . on my free trampoline

springs me out of this scene in a reverie spree
destroys what i need - destroys

face abyss - my ribs give then my face it falls off to the tic tic toc of the out-of-wac clocks - i bend down, grab my face, put it on, my eyes closed, move my feet, feel the beat & make eye contact with a memory

wow. yeah. the insides of my eyelids flash the ephemeral oblivions of billions of orange things, probably due to all the acid that i used to do, and i bounce and i bounce and i bounce and i bounce on my free trampoline

springs me out of this scene in a reverie spree
destroys what i need - destroys

bounce. quiver. upshift like a derailleur.
wheel and spoke, gear and chain, a tense machine
but i'm free, almost free, not quite free, not quite free

wow. no. quit making me open my eyes. i don't care if the pulsating lights dancing across your moving figure act like dictators working together . . .
Track Name: End Times
END TIMES: you might look more real to me with one of them tattooed tears / i'm in comic books i'm in comic books /
weird subconscious shit don't feel like doing anything about it / earthquakes don't kill people buildings kill people / now
i'll never want to ever calm down / galloping like the voice that says these are end times / plutocracy's got new lenses
talking with the voice people use to talk to pets / got a brain like a sieve / things get erased, penciled in / rewritten, then i
try to count the times i was a punctured balloon / every second of live television is susceptible . . . / i'm gonna get
skinnier yet / hey look at me: i just turned into a puritan, slick like a white bird's newly blackened feathers / anon . . . /
i'm in comic books, i'm in comic books / plutocracy's got new lenses / talking with the voice people use to talk to pets /
now I'll never want to ever come down / galloping with the voice that says these are end times / these are end times