Lady Lamb - Spat Out Spit (Official Lyric Video)

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This lyric video was made possible by the kind and generous permission of its contents' copyright owners, Yvonne Andersen & Ellen Simms.

Introduction Credits
(0:00 - 1:41)
Jean Falcone, age 8 making her first animated film at the YellowBall Workshop.
Paul Falcone age 10, helping Jeanie film her scenes.
Narration by Dominic Falcone
Instructor at the Yellow Ball Workshop, Yvonne Andersen
“LET’s MAKE A FILM” (1971) a documentary shot and edited by Yvonne Andersen
Produced by The Yellow Ball Workshop

All subsequent footage created by Willis Simms' animated art class at Hughes Jr. High in Woodland Hills, California between 1959-1977.
excerpts from the following student-made 16 mm films, Produced by Willis Simms: Circus, The Earth Investigation, Journey In Time, The Romp, Progress?, and Original Of Dan's Trip To Planet Phi

Compiled and stitched 
by Aly Spaltro

'Spat Out Spit' 
by Lady Lamb the Beekeeper

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Now I'm sitting on the train
And I am peeling an orange
I glance over nonchalantly at a woman,
She is yawning
And though this sight is common
I am abruptly mesmerized
And it strikes me in this moment
For the first time in my life
How strange we all are,
Animal hearts pumping that
Animal, animal blood

Was I born wild?
Have I been asleep
This whole damn time
Dreaming up a life
Will I awake to find
That I'm deep in the woods
And I'm snarling on all fours?

I could be cracked open
Like a cartoon watermelon
Then you would see the solar system
Suspended in me
It's the same one in you
That pulses and spins
We're just made of flecks of the heaven's
Spat out spit
We are filled with the gore
From long before
And I'm through starting wars
To make you see me a warrior

Some ancient answers
Have since been unearthed
Still all these abandoned buildings
They had to get built
And who were these architects
Who left their work?
I left my body in the bed
But my head floated through the ceiling

Was I born wild?
Have I been asleep
This whole damn time
Dreaming up a life
Will I awake to find that
I'm deep in the woods
And I'm snarling on all fours?

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