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Friday, May 2, 2008

Lyric: The Bewlay Brothers

And so the story goes
they wore the clothes
They said the things
to make it seem improbable
The whale of a lie
like they hope it was
And the Goodmen of Tomorrow
Had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of Brawn
were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
And the world was asleep
to our latent fuss
Sighing, the swirl through the streets
Like the crust of the sun
The Bewlay Brothers
In our Wings that Bark
Flashing teeth of Brass
Standing tall in the dark
Oh, And we were Gone
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men
We were so turned on
By your lack of conclusions

I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream,
and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old
and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo!
it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face
on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today

And it was Stalking time
for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing about that
Oh, And we were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers

Now the dress is hung,
the ticket pawned
The Factor Max that proved the fact
Is melted down
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead, He could be not
He could be You
He's Camelian, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
The Bewlay Brothers
In the Blessed and Cold
In the Crutch-hungry Dark
Was where we flayed our Mark
Oh, and we were Gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so Turned On
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion

Lay me place and bake me Pie
I'm starving for me Gravy
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
I might just slip away
Just for the Day, Hey!
Please come Away, Hey! [repeat ad inf.]

Lyric: Queen Bitch

I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
My heart's in the basement
My weekend's
at an all time low
He's down on the street
And he's trying hard
to pull sister Flo

'Cause she's hoping to score
So I can't see her
letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind

[CHORUS]
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it
Then she can do it,
she don't make false claims
But she's a Queen,
and such are queens
That your laughter
is sucked in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say,
why didn't I say, no, no, no

[CHORUS]

So I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
Oh the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
But he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all

It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't I say,
Why didn't I say, no, no, no

[CHORUS]

Lyric: Song For Bob Dylan

Oh, hear this Robert Zimmerman
I wrote a song for you
About a strange young man
called Dylan
With a voice like sand and glue
His words of truthful vengeance
They could pin us to the floor
Brought a few more people on
And put the fear in a whole lot more

Ah, Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of a superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

You gave your heart to every bedsit room
At least a picture on my wall
And you sat behind a million pair of eyes
And told them how they saw
Then we lost your train of thought
The paintings are all your own
While troubles are rising
We'd rather be scared
Together than alone

Ah, Here she comes...[etc.]

Now hear this Robert Zimmerman
Though I don't suppose we'll meet
Ask your good friend Dylan
If he'd gaze a while
down the old street
Tell him we've lost his poems
So they're writing on the walls
Give us back our unity
Give us back our family
You're every nation's refugee
Don't leave us with their sanity

Ah, Here she comes....[etc.]

Lyric: Andy Warhol

Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up
just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two New Pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show

[CHORUS]
Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Andy walking, Andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise
When he wakes up on the sea
Be sure to think of me and you
He'll think about paint
and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

[CHORUS]

Lyric: Fill Your Heart

Fill your heart with love today
Don't play the game of time
Things that happened in the past
Only happened in your Mind
Only in your Mind-Forget your Mind
And you'll be free-yea'
The writing's on the wall
Free-yea'. And you can know it all
If you choose. Just remember
Lovers never lose
'Cause they are Free of thoughts unpure [sic]
And of thoughts unkind
Gentleness clears the soul
Love cleans the mind
And makes it Free.

Happiness is happening
The dragons have been bled
Gentleness is everywhere
Fear's just in your Head
Only in your Head
Fear is in your Head
Only in your Head
So Forget your Head
And you'll be free
The writing's on the wall
Free-yea'. And you can know it all
If you choose. Just remember
Lovers never lose
'Cause they are free of thoughts unpure
And of thoughts unkind
Gentleness clears the soul
Love cleans the mind
And makes it Free!!

Free-yea'. Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah [repeat]

Lyric: Quicksand

I'm closer to the Golden Dawn
Immersed in Crowley's uniform
Of imagery
I'm living in a silent film
Portraying
Himmler's sacred realm
Of dream reality
I'm frightened by the total goal
Drawing to the ragged hole
And I ain't got the power anymore
No I ain't got the power anymore

I'm the twisted name
on Garbo's eyes
Living proof of
Churchill's lies
I'm destiny
I'm torn between the light and dark
Where others see their targets
Divine symmetry
Should I kiss the viper's fang
Or herald loud
the death of Man
I'm sinking in the quicksand
of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore

[CHORUS]
Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes
with death's release

I'm not a prophet
or a stone age man
Just a mortal
with the potential of a superman
I'm living on
I'm tethered to the logic
of Homo Sapien
Can't take my eyes
from the great salvation
Of bullshit faith
If I don't explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it
On, the next Bardo
I'm sinking in the quicksand
of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore

[CHORUS]

Lyric: Kooks

[CHORUS (x2)]
Will you stay in our Lovers' Story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'Cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of Kooks
Hung up on romancing

We bought a lot of things
to keep you warm and dry
And a funny old crib on which the paint won't dry
I bought you a pair of shoes
A trumpet you can blow
And a book of rules
On what to say to people
when they pick on you
'Cause if you stay with us you're gonna be pretty Kookie too

[CHORUS]

And if you ever have to go to school
Remember how they messed up
this old fool
Don't pick fights with the bullies
or the cads
'Cause I'm not much cop at punching other people's Dads
And if the homework brings you down
Then we'll throw it on the fire
And take the car downtown

[CHORUS (repeat ad inf.)]

Lyric: Life On Mars?

It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks
through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it
ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

[CHORUS]
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on Amerika's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse
has grown up a cow
Now the workers
have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it
ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

[CHORUS]
Dring-dring-dring......
[Mind the phone]

Lyric: Eight Line Poem

The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down West side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins
the branches to the sky

Lyric: Oh! You Pretty Things

Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes,
shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I've made some breakfast and coffee
Look out my window and what do I see
A crack in the sky
and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're
here to stay
What are we coming to
No room for me,
no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found
by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we were here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though
they're here to stay

[CHORUS:]
Oh You Pretty Things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
([second time:] Let me say it again)
You gotta make way
for the Homo Superior

Look at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don't kid yourself they belong to you
They're the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
We've finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay

[CHORUS]

Lyric: Changes

I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste
was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware
of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace
I'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get
a little older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time

FASHION Map

Lyric: Critical Mass

When I touched your skin
I felt your heart beating deep within.
And I was sure
Everything was ?

You're in my heart
But it's the feeling that all fell apart.
Think of me; but don't believe that I was wrong.

When I switched off my feeling is when I lost control.
Couldn't say what I was needing -
Something I didn't know.

I woke up in bed
A cold sweat running down my head.
And I remembered something you had said:
(You Said) "Don't dream too long, 'cuz when you wake up everybody's gone."
Find someone else to sing another song.

When I switched off my feelings is when I lost control
Couldn't say what I was needing -
Something I didn't know
When I switched off my feeling is when I lost control
Couldn't say what I was needing -
Something I didn't know

Lyric: Eternal Light

Fear begin to turn around
I guess if everyone listens
There's no one left to fight.

In your heart someone's there
I'm sixty years old
With nothing left to say.

Why does it really prove
When you ? away
Seems the message is
Gotta serve the sun

Now you don't know
When to listen or just let it go
Then I don't suppose
That you chose to walk a straight road
Then you'll never know

And I don't suppose
That you chose to walk a straight road
Then you'll never know

Why does it really prove
When you ? away
Seems the message is
Gotta serve the sun

Lyric: Catholic Education

You wanna turn your back on everything
You wanna turn your back on everyone
Well I try

You wanna turn your back on everything
You wanna turn your back on everyone
Well I try

Buh buh buhdaa...
Buh buh buhdaa...
Buh buh buhdaa...
Buh buh buhdaa...

Lyric: Every Picture I Paint

See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine

You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine

You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

Lyric: Everybody's Fool

You impress me with your style
I think you're really cool
Everbody looks at you
'Cause you're everybody's fool

I don't fuckin' care (I don't fuckin' care)
What clothes you wear (What clothes you wear)
You're still fucking square

You say you've taken lots of drugs
You really must be hip
But you'll never get to know yourself
When you're underneath your drip

I don't fuckin' care (I don't fuckin' care)
How you wear your hair (How you wear your hair)
You're still fucking square

And I'm laughing at you all the time
And I'm laughing at you all the time
And I'm laughing at you all the time
And I'm laughing at you all the time

Lyric: Don't Need A Drum

I don't need a drum, to make a song
When I want to speak, I open my mouth
If no one listens, I don't care
I still disturb the air when I want to

If I could say, don't need a thing
What do postcards say anyway
What do ? ? anyway
I still disturb the air when I want to

I don't need a drum, to make a song
When I want to speak, I open my mouth
If no one listens, I don't care
I still disturb the air when I want to

Lyric: Everything Flows

We get older every year
But you don't change
Or I don't notice you're changing
I think about it every day
But only for a little while
And then I feel it

I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know
I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know

The wind's blowing in my face
Lately find it hard to keep the pace
And I'm looking for a place to go
But only for a little while
And then the feeling

I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know
I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know

Lyric: Emily, Sing Something Sweet

Emily, sing somethin sweet for me
I want to feel the warmth inside your heart.

Emily, sing somethin sweet for me
I need to hear those words out of your mouth.

Emily, sing somethin please
I want to taste life behind your eyes.

Lyric: Patient Hope In New Show

the heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my room
it spills out of these ancient vents to meet the new cold
and i lay in my twisted sheets and stare out at the snow
still thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes
I've never felt so separate
and then there's you but that's so obvious
it's hopeless and i know this, that's why i can't dream
no desire or circumstance would keep this from me
one by one, to department stores
we walk through the aisles
in a forest of designer clothes, you touch me and smile
and for a moment i could want nothing
your bright eyes burn through my exploding heart
and we stand as the shoppers pass us
and for once i can feel a touch complete
and i need to just be near you and fill these empty eyes
but you start turning as resistance pulls you from my cold and boring life
let's make this easy and let time pass, as devotion dies,
the list goes on and on
i have waited and i will be waiting for the pain to cure the fear

Lyric: The 'Feel Good' Revolution

come by when you get off work
i will be sitting around doing nothing
we can wait until the sun goes down
then we will drive off deep into the night
i don't care where we are going
as long as i'm going with you
the summer swells in
with the heat comes a new kind of wanting
cool nights never cooled us off
lay around and wait for something to happen
when it is three lonely figures
a bedroom, a basement, she is scared
which one is sleeping and which one is lying awake?
which one is sleeping and which one is lying about it?
afternoon drags on and on
movie nights that never end
we can hang out all night long
lay in bed and talk to a good friend
because you only get older and you probably forget what it is like
the university is quiet today
we didn't clean
we just talked in the bathroom
the girl always gets in the way
ruined friendships but others replace them
these opinions are poison
i have been drinking them all of my life
i could never replace you
and i could never forget what its like
step out on a moonlit roof
the radio leads a feel good revolution
cigarettes and my closest friends
i tell myself that i have to remember this
i have to remember this

[ Thanks steph for correction ]

Lyric: Feb. 15th

all eyes on the calendar
another year i claim of total indifference
to here the days pile up
with decisions to be made
i'm sure all of them were wrong
into this song, i send myself
and with these drinks i plan to collapse and forget
this wasted year
these wasted years
devoted friends, they disappear
i'm sorry about the phone call and needing you
some decisions you don't make
i guess it's like breathing and not wanting to
there are some things that you can't fake
i guess that it is typical
to cling to memories you'll never get back again
and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago
or a friend that you used to know
and there, below his frozen face
you wrote the name and that ancient date
and you can't believe he is really gone
when all that's left is a fucking song
i'm sorry about the phone call and waking you
i know that its late
but thank you for talking because i needed to
some things just can't wait

Lyric: Solid Jackson

she says she's read too many fashion magazine
she's forgotten what real love is like
and as the basement collects more kids off the street
they smoke themselves to death waiting for the band to begin
they have been tuning up there for an hour now
and i don't think i can stand another minute more
but just then the first chord strums
and the drums set in
and i know what i have been waiting around for
because no one's going home until the morning comes
no one's going to sleep until the sun comes up
did you hear those first two songs?
they were fucking tuff
and the band is not going to stop until the cops show up
so hold your applause until the end
and wait for the sadness to set in
because that's the only feeling that's worth it
he say he's done with the pop music scene
there's too many opinions and so few are worth a shit
he has got to learn to act a little more mean
because the mean ones always end up with the record deals
and it is only when i'm angry that i feel complete
when we are screaming at each other is when i am most happy
i hang out with my friends and then i get depressed
and i drink myself to sleep with any strength that is left
and i quit going to church a year ago
and my teachers think that my faith is gone
but i c an do with the eucharist because i found god
in a solid jackson song

Lyric: Supriya

agony and withdraw disrupt my wellbeing
a voice flooded by the piercing and the sounds of distant lands
silence is my heart
i carry out my cross
while the son suffers away
the clouds reveal the chariots of venus
restrictions of time and space retile
while her bright eyes burn through my exploding heart
and i can see i'm in heaven
with her flesh in my arms
easy the undeniable
the misery of my lack of truth
with the truth of love

Lyric: A Few Minutes On Friday

she kills, with foreign films, the emptiness of day to day
and i wait until the weekend comes
so i can clear this uselessness from my brain
i count the days until she arrives
those precious minutes when she is mine
as we walk from my front door to her car
we are so close and alone
but that will disappear in a room filled with the warmth
of others company
there is too much company
i hide my wounded pride and stare off into the other cars
if i could just speak the words to tell her
exactly how i feel
i count the ways that i might say it
but i know that none of them will work because
she won't feel the same
i've come this far
but i can't go through with it because the truth would hurt
too much
this hurts too much
she goes back to the west coast to drink in the sunshine
and i will stay here in these dead plains
and try to make a seed grow
and i would pray for rain
if i thought that that would help

Lyric: Lila

close your eyes
the dark outside can't hurt you
and i will never desert your bedside
so close them tight
the stars are so glad that they've found you
and on the blankets that surround you
they shine their light
they shine their light
rest your head and i will be watching from the doorway
as you drift into a perfect, peaceful sleep
and morning will come in all its simple glory
and you will find the light
and i will be there
standing in your shadow
knowing that you once were mine
all mine
my baby

Lyric: One Straw (Please)

and if its true, baby, i'm the one in love with you
and i guess that I've been all my life
and i love(?) and i'm shy
and i love you more than those other guys
its cause you mean the world to me
you're exactly what i need
baby, i'm waiting for you to stop shaking
and come closer to me
(?)...my love and devotion
devotion
cover the spread on the beds
and i'm now the one who won your heart
and i hope you'll always be mine
cause my love is...(?)
trust is a virtue
i never desert you
or leave you behind
forever and ever
yeah, we'll be together
together
we'll be
and if its true, baby, i'm the one in love with you
and i swear that i've been all my life
cover the spread on the beds
baby, i'm the one that won your heart
and i know
and if its true

Lyric: All Of The Truth

it is not the past few days that have made me feel this way
and it is not the tiny marks of doubt that cover everything i see
it is just the way she looks at me with a love so complete
that i have never seen
and from this grows a strong, undying guilt
the feeling of regret for things i never felt
but oh i wanted to change
and become what she needs
i know what she needs
what i can never be

Lyric: A Celebration Upon Completion

my grandfather's name was moon
because his eyes were bright and round
and no amount of time or liquor could dull them
my grandmother's name was joy
because it spilled out of her heart
and bathed her precious children in its warmth
and there was happiness in life beyond the sorrow
and the pain
but how they ever found it i cannot explain
i guess time has a way of making everything alright
it's just there is not enough of it
and so we drink and we sing and we celebrate
this lie and hope that it will last
morning is here night has passed
my grandfather was a doctor
he cured the sick with his kind hands
and he taught me how to sail and how to feel this way
my grandmother was all sweetness
and when she spoke we all heard bells and
they ran in such a way that we were comforted
and they held on to each other with all the strength they had
and they loved with devotion beyond what i understand
but i guess fear has a way of making sleep unbearable
and the days seem dark and long
but we cry and we dance
and we stumble into love with perfect, awkward grace
the moon is gone and the sun has took its place

Lyric: I Watched You Taking Off

meaning is sometimes hard to spot
it begins with the flickering of cigarettes
in the darkness of a dorm room
somewhere in the suffocated mid-west
and if this is real then i was mistaken
and if there is truth then why can't we find it?
beauty comes to those who have been waiting for something
bigger than themselves
this is the sound of the hopeless kids
as they scream from the basements of the houses of their parents
and this is the sound of the hopeless ones
as they stare down at their books
and realize they have been lied to
but if this is real then i was mistaken
and the vision fades as quickly as it came
consistency like that which i have craved
is that people change so unexpectedly
and realization finds you in a drunken airport
some planes depart and others never arrived
so with this in mind i don't plan on waiting
if its time to leave and break these old ties
without something else this vision is fading
but until its gone the pain will make us try
but this is the hope
i have been searching for
as the wings catch the sunlight of this cold Nebraska skyline
this is the dream i am dying in
i will wake to find tomorrow
be content without perfection
but if this is real then i was mistaken
and if the vision is gone then i was not aware

How Many Lights Do You See?

how many lights do you see?
how many lights do you see?
there's one to say that night has come
and there's one that guards this jagged shore
and there's one to call the children home
and there's one to light the path they take
how many lights do you see?
how many lights do you see?
there's one to keep the shadows off
and there's one that tells me she got home
and there's one to read his novel by
and there's one that warms this dreary room
and there's one to watch the baby sleep
and there's one to count the blinking stars
and there's one that i just can't forget
and there's one that i remember too
how many lights do you see?
how many lights do you see?
there's one that waits for closing time
and there's one that gets left on all night
and there's one that marks the western sky
and it shines down on the quiet street
and there's one that floods the darker parts
and there's one that hurts my tired eyes
and there's one that says she's not asleep
and there's one that waits for her to wake
how many lights do you see?
how many lights do you see?
there is one that spills out on the beach
and it sparkles on the jetting rocks
and there is one that waits for tired ships
that sleep within this tired port

Puella Quam Amo Est Pulchra

i had a beautiful, beautiful time
the drives and the talks were amazing
the kind of friend i though i'd never find
i had a beautiful, beautiful time
you have a beautiful, beautiful smile
the way it cuts and collapses on your lips
and when you touch me i shake like a child
it's late i'm afraid you might leave
because sometimes it seems like you still don't believe me
and there's nothing i can do to concentrate
it's so distracting always thinking of you
so i expose and explain and i meant everything that i said
it's moments like this that repeat and replay in my head
when i'm laying in bed
it's a beautiful, beautiful time
as you laugh and roll onto your stomach
the carpet embraces your design
my heart pounds as i lay by your side
because sometimes i find that i am unable to hide all these
feelings that flow
in this basement and in this dim light
you look so beautiful
i'm unsure and unclear with the words that i say
i'm happy when you are near and i wish that forever could stay
just like today
you have beautiful, beautiful eyes
so bright and alive and enchanting
i want to be with you all of the time
it's hopeless but i have to try anyway

The Awful Sweetness Of Escaping Sweet

we escape from the house
as the day disappears from the sky
into night
we became what we wanted to be
like a dream or a ghost
i collapse out of turn
near a house
lying still in the grass and felt the heat from the ground
rising up to contract and expand like a breathe
we escape from that place
soaked with sweat and the poison we drank
fill the bathtub with ice and hope this fever will break
like a heart
easily
but i do not recall all the words that were formed
on those wire lips as they greeted me
a promise was made without though as the temperature climbed
and i started to sink like the moon
tends to do if you stare at it too long
then you blink and its gone
and we crawl to our sleep with the dawn
i awake in the light feeling hollow and selfishly warm
close the blinds and retreat until what is burning is gone
and it's light is away
then we are back in the dark
chasing nothing through backyards and trees
you ripped your shirt on a fence but it didn't get me
yeah it's fear
it makes you so low
and these creatures look crooked
their shadows cut lines through my face and the concrete is fire
where my bare feet are placed
in a line next to yours
and i guess i'm not sure if it was fear that was born
as those awful eyes made their claim on us
i put my hands on the fence
said your name
and i started to climb
and it must have been sweat but i drank it like wine
it was sweet and my mouth was dry
i heard you scream but i made no reply
i can still taste it now if i try

Lyric: Exaltation On A Cool, Kitchen Floor

i wanted to come visit you
waiting in the springtime
when the leaves change
the ground outside is waiting for that
newness that surrounds us
as we dance back through the screen door
in the sunlight of mid-April
but its glow won't stop the smiles
that are spreading on our faces
as we fall down on the kitchen floor
and she is laughing about that she had heard earlier
and i can't help noticing that she is sitting closer to me
than she ever has before

Lyric: Falling Out Of Love At This Volume

tell me what you wanted to hear
let me do the right thing
let me do the wrong thing
and if it's ever this clear
i will only say it once
so turn the amps way up
so you can hear nothing
and if i die tonight then i guess i die tonight
let me go one
just say what you wanted to say
i cannot stand these talks dear
they only get us nowhere
it's never resolved
we only run around
you always say that anyone could be just like me
if it was a different time and a different place to be
you would go on

Lyric: Saturday As Usual

virginia is almost sleeping
the night is getting older
there is static on the tv
and she's lying on the sofa
the cats crawl over her

jenny is in the garage
she's got the car in neutral
she rolls it out so quietly
it's saturday as usual
it always is

and me I'm in my bedroom drawing in my notebook
because my hand thinks I'm an artist
but my heart knows I'm a poet
It's just words they mean so little to me
i can't seem to deal with total trust
there is something very wrong with me

daddy's in the backyard
his hands are getting dirty
and mom is in the kitchen and her cake says that I'm thirteen
another year

my brother went to college to become a doctor
and if he studies hard enough
he'll end up just like father
who hates his life

and me i'm in the bathroom
crying out my eyelids because it's hard to Be a man
when you are scared like a little kid
the world has become a little too mean
and i can't see the point of patient love
when everyone just wants to get fucked

Lyric: Patient Hope In New Snow

Lyric: Bridge to Paradise

Lead vocals: Max Bacon
Additional vocals: Phil Spalding
Background vocals: Keith Murrell, Sonia Jones Morgan, Maggie Ryder, Jackie Challenor, Carl Wayne, Lance Ellington

This town is just a fake
A place where you can't tell the devil from your brother
Poisoned every breath you take
It's just like one nightmare after the other

You know it's not too late to leave tomorrow
'Cos I know where I'm going

I am building a bridge to paradise
I am building a bridge to paradise

This town you can't control
(A place) that fascinates hits you with the drama
Don't worry now for my soul
('Cos I'm) heading for a higher panorama

You know it's not too late for you to follow
'Cos I know where I'm going

I am building a bridge to paradise
I am building a bridge to paradise

You know it's not too late to follow
You know it's not too late to follow

Repeat

Lyric: See the Light

Lead vocals: Chris Thompson
Background vocals: Phil Spalding

I been waiting at this frontier
And it seems like a hundred years
But I couldn't see past the gate
I couldn't see past the hate
Now I'm coming back to my senses
I can see a light past the fences
Standing at the borderline
I've come to the end of the line

Will-power, give me some to survive
One more hour and I'm coming alive
I can see the light

And there's blue sky breaking
Through the edge of the night
I can see the light
Oh, I can see the light

The most precious thing I possess
Is knowing the answers yes
And soon my liberty
Will be reality
I've been given a second chance
I could open my arms and dance
Open that barricade
No longer I'm living afraid

Will-power, give me some to survive
One more hour and I'm coming alive
I can see the light

And there's blue sky breaking
Through the edge of the night
I can see the light
Oh, I can see the light

Now I climb the steps to freedom
The open gates I can see them
Hands I once knew
Beckoning me through
As the sunlight touch my face
I can feel the warm embrace
Arms surround me
My life has found me

Will-power, give me some to survive
One more hour and I'm coming alive
I can see the light

Lyric: Ghosts

Now if I had the courage
I'd pour in your jar
All the things that I have heard you whisper in the dark
And when that jar was heavy
Whith your honey confidence
I'd put it to my lips and drink it's meaning and it's sense

It has non end so let's pretend it's
Now
Let's get started
Now
Let's get started
NOW

Nothing could be plainer
Than the things that have been done
And there can be no mystery in what is yet to come
It's now that howls at nothing
It's now that runs and hides
It's now that winds ist spineless coils and slitters out of sight
Your cries above the furrow
Draw my fingers like a plow
Through tattered ends that twist and bend about the Here and Now
The Here is blind and helpless
And strives against the dark
The Now's a well of shadows where the world has come apart

It has non end so let's pretend it's
Now
Let's get started
Now
Let's get started
NOW

There is precious little
That escapes the powers that be
The eyes that judge, the words that form our meager histories
But when your flood surrounds me
When the waters burst and come
Who knows the things that I have felt, who knows what I have done
And if I had the courage
I'd pur into your jar
Allt the things I have heard you whisper in the dark
And when the jar wwas heavy
With your honeyed confidence
I'd put it to my lips and drink it's meaning and it's sense

It has no end so let's pretend it's
Now
Let's get started
Now
Let's get started
NOW

Do you know the meaning of? - this is love, this is love
(This is love, this is love
give me just a little shove
this love-)
This is

The end is nothing
And you begin with nothing much
It starts with something (you see something, you feel something)
A gentle touch, a vicious punch
Just lean on over (roll on over, please move over)
You will get a little shove
Over your shoulder
A whisper saying "This is love, this is love-"
This is

First we feel
Then we fall

Baby he is crawling
The world before his eyes unfoldds
He's hearing voices (teeling stories, dirty stories)
And Baby does as he is told
The night is falling (Baby's crawling, voices calling)
Mommy's holding Daddy close
Baby hears her calling
"Give me just a little shove, this is love -"
This is

First we feel
Then we fall

The Tower's falling
I think the dam's about to burst
The walls are falling (hear them rumble, see them tumble)
The light is blinding, you go first
It starts with nothing ( out of nothing, into nothing)
First and last, last and first
There's just one question
Do you know the meaning of? -this is love,, this is love
(This is love, this is love
give me just a little shove
this is love-)
This is

First we feel
Then we fall

0 + 2 = 1
Race to the finish line at a dead run
Live is short and love is fleeting -
Before these masks, haloed with snakes
Hissing like rain on the pavement
The blind are deafened and the lame are made dumb
For that queer equation this is the sum:
0 + 2 = 1

0 + 2 = 1
Before the feast, chops on the block!
A word, to the wise, is a fork into flesh.
Everything streched under God's great hand:
A mouth to an breast, an axe to a tree,
The hoot of an owl in the dreams of a mouse -
Count on your fingers, it's the rule of the thumbs, but
0 + 2 = 1

0 + 2 = 1
Yes and no are like day and night,
One breaks as the other is falling.
Questions the answers, stir the solutions,
In the end, for light, you must burn your conclusions;
Night and darkness love silence above all,
Not the equations of sun-loving apes,
Or their prayers for the dead of a world that's to come
0 + 2 = 1

0 + 2 = 1
It may not be nice, it may not be fun,
It may just be a halo of hissing snakes.
But if nothing is something, if to rise is to fall,
Then a child needs a name like a corpse needs a pall -
Nonsense is better than no sense at all.
Hail to the lies by which all truths are hounded!
Teh murder is done, the temple is founded
Where the current is grounded ist circuitry hums:
0 + 2 = 1

(These events are the same, in a differnet chain
for the myth of logic and ist heroes)
1-2= ?)

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing
Zero

They lied about the function of the eyes
About the walks and the doors and the mirrors inside
I saw a mushroom cloud, I took a rocket's ride
And the flash of the blast really opened my eyes
I went BOOM DOOM
I've been living in a dream
Now i'm washing my hands will they ever come clean
I went BOOM DOOM
I'm not naked and free
While the eyes of the blind are staring at me

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stubmling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me

Tell me once, tell me fifteen times
Just give me my cue and I remember my lines
'Cause i'm quick, I'm fast and I aim to please
Tell me what you want and that's what i'll be
I went BOOM DOOM
And I heard someone laugh
"Get your ass of the floor", as they kicked in the door
I went BOOM DOOM
We're dying like flies
But i'm hypnotyzed by the look in your eyes

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stubmling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me
Won't you look at me
Don't you want to see
What you made of me
Look at me
Why don't you look at me
You'll see

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing

I must have been mean or bad
I must have spoke out of turn or must have made somebody mad
Although I have never been a dominant force
I just slide along, take the easiest course
But there is nothing I wouldn' do
To make you see, to get through to you
I haven't crawled through a jungle of lies just to be
hypnotized by the look in your eyes
I went BOOM DOOM
All is not what is seems
I'm a fool, I've been had, I've been living in a dream
I went BOOM DOOM
I'm not naked and free
While the eyes of the blind are staring at me

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stubmling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me
Won't you look at me
Don't you want to see
What you made of me
Look at me
Why don't you look at me
You'll see

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing

My mind is buried at the bottom of the sea
My voice is eaten by the crabs
You broke me when you broke the surface
Last, but not hte last
I am at the end of the depths
Wrecked and lost

You call me from the trees
But I fly above the bats and the birds
If I am a number
Or if I am a word
The mice that crawl on me
Know this word
The mice that crawl on me
Know this word
I am the last

You broke me, bu I live
Without end, under stones and crosses
You count your losses, your wounds mend
But I am the end of Oak and Yew
Of God and Death and you
I am the last

Before the surface broke, under the depths
Before the strokes of the lash
And the march to the crosses
Before you named me
Before you brake me
Before the first word and after the last
At the bottom of the sea
The crabs crowl on me
The mice crowl on me
They eat my voice
Take all I have to give
Before you
Before all
I live

Mary, it's time to pray, Mary

[first verse]

MARY! THE LAST! MARY!

I guess you heard my head turned brown
I lost several pounds and looked terrible
Thi marriage of yellow and black never looked good on paper
His mother was a secretary, I think
Her father a rapist
I'm a little pressed for time and facts
But I know
It's those personnal acts
Those personnal acts
That cut through the crap

I heard they were dimembering people down the street
Those Joneses, you gotta love'm
Various disguises are regrettable but necessary
If you're going to make it through the day
Everyday Everyday
Everyday I start to ooze

A bold plan drawn up by assholes to screw morons
News at eleven but first
A long serious look at what's seeping from open sore
Perhaps you should STOP PICKING AT IT
I never felt so alone
I never felt so used
I never felt so excited
It was those personal acts
Those personal acts
That cut up the crap and served it for breakfast
YOU DUMB FUCK

My mom phoned up the police today
Just to say hello, "Hello"
My girlfriend has been missing for two weeks
I guess that's what happens when you alk the streets
with a bag on your head and a sign that says
Everyday Everyday
Everyday I start to ooze

Blue, black and blue and red are the colours of everyday

Ok, that's liffe, that's what I was told anyway
And picking your feet till they bleed may be the half of it
If every fourth animal in the world is a beetle
Maybe ervery fourt person is a DUMB FUCK
Listen , listen carefully now here's the answer
It rhymes with axe
Why, it's those personal acts
Those personal acts
Those suicide pacts
Those carelessly stored razorblades in the hands of small children
It's my face smeared on the pavement
It's Everyday
It's Everyday

Unday
Noneday
Useday
Buttugly
Whoreday
Painday
SPLATTERSDAY SPLATTERSDAY

YOU DUMB FUCK

When all those tomorrows get crammed into now
You stop like you're froze ans ask yourself how
When all those tomorrows get crammed into now
You stop like you're froze ans ask yourself how

When putting it all in order ain't enough
The tough gets going and the going gets tough
And the things that you thought ain't what it ought
Ought ought to be

When you're laid on the line your dreams will stop
They've drawn you in and they've strung you up
When you're laid on the line your dreams will stop
They've drawn you in and they've strung you up

When putting it all in order ain't enough
The tough gets going and the going gets tough
And the things that you thought ain't what it ought

When the who hits the what and you've run out of luck
You do what you can but you're
When the who hits the what and you've run out of luck
You do what you can but you're
All
I a word
Stuck
Fuck

circling
haw
dive, bite
clench and jerk
a spray of bright
re, ripped surface
torn flesh
no hot , no cold, no yes, no no
no earth, no k, no you, no I

you die, you die
every time, you die
you die, you die
you die
you simply die

no hat, no cold, no yes, no no
you know, you know
I know you know
you know I know
you know
I think you know

not coninued
never started
not half, not whole
hearted
never here, where, here, where, here, where, here

you die...

never here, where, here, where, here, where, here

you know...

pull out
jetting
sweat, a drag
teeth, a drag
there, again, there, again, there, again, there

you die...

there, again, there, again, there, again, there

you know..
I think you know

Thin voices call out of thin air
"Do you really care?
Do you really care?"
There is no reason to be afraid
All the bodies have been laid to rest
Nobody passes the test of time
The long climb into thin air, thin air
There is no one there

You think you have time
You have no time

An image may be left in place
Of whta was felt there is no trace
In words recited without sound
By voices buried underground
There is no meaning to be found
"Do you really care?
Do you really care?"
There is no one there

You think you have time
You have no time

There are no castles without ghosts
And no spirits without hope
But nobody passes the test of time
You stand in line, you have your place
The in the space of moments fall
From again and again and again tonot at all
From again and again and again tonot at all
I do not fear the buried sounds
Of words that echo underground
A memory is a loaded gun
And I remember everyone
I remember you
"Do you really care?
Do you really care?"
There is no one there
There is no one there
Why are you scared?
There is no one there
You're clean, strong and free like you always wanted to be
You're alone, alone, alone
There is no one there

Friday, May 2, 2008

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