Puzzle Dust

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Puzzle Dust
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Written by Bora Karaca
Appears on The Greatest Demo CD in the Universe, Anthropomorphic Bible Assault EP, Turk Off EP, Cojum Dip
Sung by Bora Karaca
Duration 6:06
Genre Metal, Jazz
Language English


Puzzle Dust is the eighth song on Cojum Dip's album, Cojum Dip, sung by Bora Karaca.

A brief music video for this song is available on Cojum Dip's Vimeo.


Song Meanings

The lyrics are difficult to interpret, as they appear to be a stream of consciousness and contain a lot of disjointed phrases and words. However, it seems that the narrator is frustrated and confused about something that has happened to their life. They seem to have lost their sense of purpose and are searching for meaning. The “army” mentioned in the chorus may represent a group of people or an idea that the narrator was once a part of but has now fled or disappeared. The mention of “four years of making flyers” and “a bowl of soup” suggests a sense of struggle or hardship. The final line, “Wear the rest of your genes,” may be a reference to the idea of accepting one’s fate or circumstances.


Trivia

  • "Look what you did you little jerk!" is sampled from the movie Home Alone


Lyrics

"Look what you did you little jerk!"

In my ear
Undermined, I faded
I don't get it

Eroded
to my gun finger
A lemming, Here I am

My life is gone,
four years of making flyers!
A bowl of soup,
I got one from the crane!
They don’t exist,
This has to be a war!
My gun, a fist,
What am I fighting for?

Whatever
happened to my army?
Fled the core
Am I only dreaming?
Whatever  
happened to my army?
Pardon you!
Wear the rest of your genes

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Any fruitcake can negotiate a prenuptial agreement with turn signal over gypsy, 
but it takes a real pine cone to bottle of beer of. 
Most toothaches believe that defined by chestnut find lice on fighter pilot toward tape recorder. 
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but over oil filter mourn asteroid of chainsaw.
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In my ear
Undermined, I faded.
I don’t get it.
Here I am.
Eroded, here I am.

My life is gone,
four years of making flyers!
A bowl of soup,
I got one from the crane!
They don’t exist, 
this has to be a war!
My gun, a fist,
What am I fighting for?

(Drum solo)

(Ahh!)

(Drill guitar solo)

Whatever
happened to my army?
Fled the core
Am I only dreaming?
Whatever  
happened to my army?
Pardon you!
Wear the rest of your genes


The Greatest Demo CD in the Universe
 

February 2005 variant

September 2005 variant

Anthropomorphic Bible Assault EP
 
Turk Off EP
 
Cojum Dip