mr.bungle

Egg
Mr. Bungle
Egg

Track: Egg
Artist: Mr. Bungle
Album: Mr. Bungle
Year: 1991
Genre: Rock, Alternative Rock, Ska, Jazz, Experimental, Avant Garde, Swing, Funk

Mr. Bungle
I first heard of them when I saw the album cover posted on /b/, and I can honestly say that I had no idea what to expect. I’m glad I checked them out though, because Mr. Bungle is one of the most “out-there” groups I have ever listened to. The energy these guys put out is incredible. They switch genres in the middle of songs, and its pretty interesting. The tracks on this release are funky and make me want to spin in circles. 

Apparently this song is about childbirth, or a vagina, or about an egg.
I’m not sure, but I love it.
-Casswowary

Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine

While I’m dulled by excess
And a cynic at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest

Now I’m finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
There’s a vintage thirst returning
But I’m sheltered by my channel-surfing
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo

A tribute to false memories
With conviction
Cheap imitation
Is it fashion or disease?
Post-ironic
Remains a mouth to feed

Sell the rights
To your blight
And you’ll eat

Now I’m finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
See the vintage robot wearied
Then awakened by revision theories
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo