The Weaver


The Weaver
Performed By 2=3
Album UPC 877569000228
CD Baby Track ID 1893318
Label 2=3
Released 2006-01-01
BPM 96
Rated 0
ISRC ushm20608787
Year 2006
Spotify Plays 7
Writer Cepheus Strachen
Pub Co Cepheus Strachen
Composer Cepheus Strachen
ClearanceFacebook Sync License,Traditional Sync,YouTube Sync ServiceOne Stop
Rights Controlled Master and Publishing Grant
Rights One-Stop: Master + 100% Pub Grant
Original/Cover/Public Domain original
Country United States - California


A California based Alternative / Jam / Rock band with a hint of everything from Blues to Progressive.


LIZARDBONES (the story of 2=3)
as told by the sheik

Let me tell you a little story ladies and gentlemen
about a gentlemen named psiphinous
he went ridin' out of the jungle, into lancaster out to the streets yeah
when he saw a big old damn tumble weed it was rolling down the avenue L. that's right, rolling down and it never seems to stop
so he followed it across the land, across the dessert sand found himself in the middle of a nowhere land
looking at the sky like he's never seen anything so high
psiphinous where have you been tonight
chatting with the lizards oh no,all i know is you better not swallow that

well somewhere out there in the middle of nowhere he met a boy named skunky D
picking his teeth with the bones of a dead lizard from three years ago that he use to be best friends with, but they had a little falling out you know what i mean anything goes out there in lancaster
yeah yeah they had themselves a can of beans a nice little campfire by the mountain stream along came this vagabond lookin for some smoke
lookin for some smoke

well you know like every dope fiend
they stick around to see if they can discover the scene
if they can see the plea, they can see the need. but they know better than stick around forever when the blow gets low
you ain't got no smoke no more

naw naw da dda thum
well i see from far away i see what I need to see i see someone out in the distance taking his hands off his knees and getting up and taking a walk towards me who could be? who could it be? it must be psiphonius, psiphinous, psiphilonius.

well i found myself wandering in the dessert and i cooked me a lizard cause i knew it'd taste so god damn good at least i thought it would yeah i was hungry and i hadn't eaten for days and what should a brother do? and here comes this tall redheaded motherfucker they call psiphilonion
and he walked up to me and said Yo? you got any smoke? i got some holy smoke!
let it blow!

so i saw some trails coming from far way
and i thought it was some kind of roadrunner
but it must have been that skunk everybody knows at that funky D they call the brother
he was comin from behind psiphinous trailing away
tall motherfucker skinny and pale but i liked him anyway

so these two gentelemen were standing right in front of me and i couldn't comprehend why
one pulled out a harmonica another a bucket and we got down to rocking, up all day all night there in lancaster where the sand blows and it never stops never stops, never stops it's flow never stops in lancaster where the better part of the dustbowl is still strong and flowing across this great divide. let it blow.

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