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Into The Pudding

by Diet Lite

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Debora 02:53
Get it on Yeah right on through In that buckskin back alley avenue We were told from the start these days they never would last Yet despite our best efforts I think that’s coming to pass I see that twinkle in your eye And it’s looking like you’re trying to start a fight I said fine alright I’ll occupy the time To define what’s right outside the line Let it go With it all Won’t you please let me get along I see you walkin down the street You know Debora you should be standing here with me Slipping a dozen truths into that one big lie Sure don’t make no difference when we’re riding on your time I’m walking behind Leaving the door open too Your style’s dime a dozen but it’s working for you You’re looking pretty smart and pretty mean Debora I crave your sympathy Let it go With it all Won’t you please let me get along
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Quality is what you think you see before God’s choreography Gets tangled in your synapses dreams Oh please tell me you know what I mean Well I could be sitting by a brook Pouring out of your favorite book Everything created by looking at what has really stuck Misty magic on the breach Jon told Bob told Rob told me That I can see what I can see Won’t you let the powers be Well she told me coldly Not to harbour a hand But I could tell by that wayside glance that she had other plans Well she told me coldly Not to harbour a hand But I could tell by that bitter look that she had other plans Quality is what you think you see before God’s choreography Gets scrambled in your neurotic dreams Oh please tell me you know what I mean I remember when you said we could be friends again But that was a long time ago And ain’t much has changed dontcha know Misty magic on a leash Jon told Bob told Rob told me That I can see what I can see Won’t you let the powers be Well she told me coldly Not to harbour a hand But you were pretty strung out back then and franky I was spent Well she told me coldly Not to harbour a hand But I could tell by that far-off, side-eyed glance that she had other plans
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So far gone yet I thought I had it I got a little caught up in between Firing the mind and feeling so atomic A right darling of catastrophe That’s okay Give it a day Playing it straight Playing the game Well it’s just Nunito Montserrat, Pacifico,Times New Trebuchet baby Why not run it on water? Salesman on the corner hawking memories of the dream Said I’ll get it right next time Set back stuck in a rut on serifs Ditch it quick and let gravity Show you the ropes of the rider driver Gotta get to it eventually If I may Crib the authority Give me any grade I’m not here to stay Said I’ll get it right next time Said I’ll get it right next time
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Bad Larry 02:27
Walk at an absolute running pace Better talk with some spine trying to keep with the chase Cock a brow, gotta churn and burn Gotta earn your own keep will your ashes deserve It’s entertainment, complacent containment They’ll be back at the end of the day, Better clean out your greaves or get out of the way! Got it where you want it You know our trust was wearing thin Bluffin nothing on the monitor I’d like to see you try again Another poor fool on the pigeon list You can sleep when you're dead Have a drink instead A right cold gun ho macho son of a Sancho Sleazy on the seas got some grease on your poncho You don’t you confide in your conscious contrivance What do ya think? Is this a crisis averted? Might ya meet the same end as the dudes in the dirges? You better get it get it get it gone I’ve been telling you all along Talk is cheap but this here heap Sure will get you over that hill there up ahead I can try and tell you why I got my crooked lines pulling me along But it’s fine I’m assured by signs, tomes and liquid eyes That I got it good Would you mind if I told you why I’ve been trying to find is so misunderstood Would you mind if I fried loose ties Let the smoke just rise in the dying bloom I’m gonna take the day So let’s be clear Get it, get it gone I won’t be near
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Lenny 04:07
They call me Lenny! Yeah, I could spell that… but hey! What for?!? I met the strangest man singing show tunes right out my door He's like a modern Costanza, with that stature and those crooked eyes (oh my my my) Just a backhanded contrarian with a penchant for disparagingly off remarks, (max) My name’s the breeze so please wont you take a shot at me I got some news for you but it ain’t gonna be whatchu wanna hear Oh my oh my Is that a pie in the sky? Looking big and right/moving dyanmite Looking mean and bright I’m gonna give it to you But I ain’t gonna tell you what to think I'm on my knees, please oh please, don't leave me here, take me with you! Meet me in that breezy field where the willow weeps we'll fly into the countryside, rain or shine, day or night Just call me by my name, and I'll call you a friend of mine! Lets fly into the countryside, rain or shine, day or night Lets fly into the countryside, rain or shine, day or night (oh my, my, my) Lets fly into the countryside, rain or shine, day or night Lets fly into the countryside, rain or shine, day or night
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I live in a big house on a hill Far away from everything and better still So distantly related to me It’s a life of comfort spent modestly We’ll get there in good time If it don’t break us Because I could by living off of your crumbs But I wouldn’t really want that to happen Now I live in a big house by the sea Or lake Either way it’s haunted by deceased Memories of weddings and grad parties It’s a place we can go to if you’d like We’ll get there in the night Baby everything will be alright We can turn around if you’d like If it don’t break us Because I could get by living off of your crumbs But I wouldn’t really want that to happen
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Tom Tom Club 04:18
Couldn’t have been one for the prize Run away slipping outta sight Sweetheart tell me that it’s okay Gonna make it all go-go-go away Never thought it true ‘cause it’s you Saying it just makes the point moot Crossing all rides ‘til it’s right Sweetheart we could be here all night Yeah Topper boy he know The drum’s within your shoe Ch-ch-ch-choo What you gonna do when you’re out Rollicking and rolling all of the time Take a frame and slice in a rind Whatever gives you some peace of mind Oopsy baby guess it was you Maybe I’ll crown a thorn or two And bang that drum up in my shoe What’s a young man in this world to prove?
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Well I’m just sitting with my baby in a cold dark lazy room My my it’s half past nine Those hazy lazy blues It’s Friday morn the world’s to scorn I sick it baby too But a cat’s a-sleeping on my back and I can’t get away from you I make it up but coffee keeps me tied up in the living room Can’t force myself to look down Mifflin St from here on Broom Your creaky voice comes creeping through the creaky door So you can tell me Max it’s dead Come back to bed To which I must be true Until I saw electric light screaming down the one-way I said hun I got to run lest I be caught in contempt Of the law of Friday morn that says you got to get up early Or play by the rules You goddamn fool I lost the race to save my face And sitting in the glinting light A ticket flapping in the wind Madison city parking ticket groove Ain’t it hard bein a stranger Ain’t it hard losing your cool I ain’t no bard but let me tell you I’ll make mistakes but I’ll make it through Acquistioner I was but the grifter he wasn’t far “Officer I must confess I did transgress but hardly” Standing in the sun he simply said “What can be done” Slack-jaw I was cause then he vanished into nothing Oh grievances You gave it up for them You meticulously abided by me Oh grievances You gave it up for them You meticulously provided for me So play by the rules You goddamn fool
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I got some sorry news You lost your spot in line That’s what you get for playing your petty crime So back it up jack Got someone else’s fix The teller’s obvious he sure ain’t your nix You could be doing fine Instead you’ll probably be doing time You could throw rocks at the politicians you despise Or go for broke driving ninety towards the county line Sidecar overflow with triple-sec and golden bricks Watch that attitude or you’ll be talking to the jury I hear they’ve got pick up sticks The land is fine So they should’ve said Yet I find myself between an iron and the sun When the gig was up they had us surrounded “We know what you got in that car” You objected That the truth was much more convoluted than that Didn’t matter so you let them take you in again Now I’m minding myself again Yet I’m enshrined in iron out or in
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K.O. 02:36
Got a tattered old button up, been kickin ‘round for weeks The same pair of jeans for many many years I swing with an angle Knock ya off your feet I could care less what you think about me It goes to show these common folk Well they don’t rock the boat for anything I take my shot and I hit ‘em right in the head What do you think you’ll accomplish in life What do you think you’ll accomplish tonight So I take my shot I hit ‘em in the head I put ‘em in the dirt And put the money in the bag But I didn’t do it for the cash I did it for the dance The boss is sure gonna love this one I’m coming for him next now the job is done Are you getting what I said? I said I’m gonna shoot him dead Seen it all before Blood across the floor Vying and I feel so alive I don’t mind the sin It won’t matter in the end At least it’s been a hell of a time
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How long? How long? How long? Let’s go How long? How long? How long? Don’t know I don’t know Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now So long So long So long Fat dough So long So long So long Let’s go I don’t know Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now Jump to it jump through it now
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Bidin' Time 04:19
They’re calling out the office They’re coming through the boards The pieces glued together are falling off the wall Said it again Was it for your sake? The pieces come together yet again I dreamed of falling in speed To your steadfast dreams You beat me asking just what I had seen So we’ll say it again and get over it The lighting in the alleyway diffusing it I’m biding time ‘til I can face the world like you Left out of tune So says who? It takes one to know one So how about you? How about you? What it gotta do? Man whatcha gotta prove? What’s in it for you? I’m biding time ‘til I can face the world like you Say it again Say it again Oh wont you say it again
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Stuck Again 04:01
Well I’ve been led into the fight Singing ‘bout how I don’t mind Been bounced around from side to side But don’t you close those hard eyes An oral prostitution shifted the illusion Soldiering confusion with ragged words diffusing Compromised perception upholding your pretensions That thick-skinned intervention was our great invention Don’t feed it Don’t feed it You’re gonna need it You’re gonna need it Don’t feed it Don’t feed it You’re gonna need it, need it, need it, need it Soft in the country home so why Don’t you wander towards those concrete miles Away from the flesh you so despise Bloodlust they need to keep inside The lanes you’re choosing covered in ash and booze and Sleazy eats left musing of love of disillusion So fear the entertainer Hold your own retainer Stick to guns you’re using You can without shooting Don’t use it Don’t use it You’re gonna lose it You’re gonna lose it Don’t use it Don’t use it You’re gonna lose it, lose it, lose it, lose it Lose it Lose it Lose it

about

Written and recorded by Diet Lite
Recorded from December 2021 - February 2023 at Disasterpiece Records in Oshkosh, WI, Red Shed Records in Watertown, WI & Litehouse in Milwaukee, WI
Engineered by Evan Yoakum, Kelson Kuzdas & Max Niemann
Mixed by Kelson Kuzdas
Mastered by Austin Lutter
Organ on “Debora” by Andy Goitia
Artwork by Whatisavisual

Diet Lite is Evan Marsalli, Kelson Kuzdas & Max Niemann


"…the dancers! flung and flinging! in ecstasis! gyrating! levitating! men in slices! in ping-pong balls! in the creamy bare essence and it reaches a
SYNCH
he never saw before. Heads from all over the world out here and all whirling into the pudding…
a twist of the mercury lever
UP
and they all speed up
Now
the whole whirlpool, so far into it, they are."
-Tom Wolfe


Jump on in, it’ll be fine
I promise high proof finish the kids wouldn’t miss it
There’s singin’ swimmin’ down Holton bridge all season
All stink and steam
And the sequestered sky
Three ways to go
Love, vice, sacrifice, endzo
That’s it
Chop, chop on with it and out with it
Jump in and back around and rollick down the hill
Look here cowboy
Don’t you know their eyes are smoking gold
Their lips deceive and their fingers crook around alleyways
Their stare is molten right to the heart
Saying “you will not go mad tonight,
But you can try if you like”
I see the fishermen underneath the bridge
Young and Old and isn't that the goal?
Everyone is all in
All the beauty is sucked up the stairs and we’re left
Down there, down in the slop
Primordially stuck in the city
In the country
In the transfer paper space between lines of plaster spanning roiling beasts
With little names and dashes etched into it a little bit further every time
All the beauty of the morning sucked up the stairs
Where our body lay Sunday morning after blowing up the closet
Leaving your salt behind
Dropping salt everywhere you go
Hoping to get sweeter, less stuck
Jump on in, it’ll be fine

Desire and get burned
Live off crumbs high and low
Pay your dues
Walk and run and leave and return
See the cowcatcher edge of knowing
Try and try and don't get it right
Be stuck and stuck and stuck
I've seen it all before
Said it all before and I'll do so again
Get battered and beat concrete
Try hiding and finding
Make crowns of thorns for glory
Be stuck again and again and again and again

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released April 14, 2023

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