Rilo Kiley - More Adventurous (2004) by Rilo Kiley (보컬) on maniadb.com

Any chimp can play human for a day
And use his opposable thumbs to iron his uniform;
And run for office on election day;
And fancy himself a real decision maker,
Then deploy more troops than salt in a shaker.
But it's a jungle when war is made,
And you'll panic and throw your own shit at the enemy.
The camera pulls back to reveal your true identity.
Look, it's a sheep in wolf's clothing,
A smoking gun holding ape.

Any asshole can open up a museum;
Put all of the things he loves on display
So everyone can see them.
The house, the car, a thoughtful wife;
Ordinary moments in his ordinary life.
But if she blinks or smiles, she'll give you away;
'Cause no one wants to pay to see her happiness.
No one wants to pay to see her day to day
And i'm not buying it either,
But i'll try selling it anyway.

Any idiot can play greek for a day
And join a sorority or write a tragedy;
And articulate all that pain,
And maybe you'll get paid.
But it's a sin when success complains,
And your writers block- it don't mean shit.
Just throw it against the wall and see what sticks.
Gotta write a hit - i think this is it.

It's a hit.

And if it's not,
Then it's a holiday for a hanging,
Yeah it's a holiday for hanging
Yeah it's a holiday for hanging, yeah
Shoo-bop-shoo-bop my baby

Any fool can play executioner for a day,
And say with fingers pointed in both directions
'He went that way,
It's only a switch or syringe,
I'm exempt from eternal sins...'
But you still wear a cross,
And you think you're gonna get in...

Ah, but the pardons never come from upstairs;
They're always a moment too late,
But it's entertainment; keep the crowd on their toes,
It's justice, we're safe.
It's not a hit, it's a holiday.
Shoo-bop-shoo-bop my baby

It's a holiday for hanging, yeah
It's a holiday for hanging, yeah
It's a holiday for hanging, yeah
It's a holiday for hanging, yeah

I'm a holiday for hanging,
I'm a holiday for hanging,
I'm a holiday yeah
I'm a holiday for hanging,

It's a holiday for hanging, yeah

Get a real job, keep the wind at your back and the sun on your face.
All the immediate unknowns are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate.
Does he love you, does he love you? Will he hold your tiny face in his hands?
I guess it's spring; i didn't know; it's always seventy-five with no melting snow.
A married man, he visits me. I recieve his letters in the mail twice a week.
I think he loves me and when he leaves her,he's coming out to california!

I guess it all worked out; there's a ring on your finger and the baby's due out.
You share a place by the park and run a shop for antiques downtown.
And he loves you, yeah he loves you, and the two of you will soon become three.
And he loves you, even though you used to say you were flawed if you weren't free.
Let's not forget ourselves, good friend. You and i were almost dead.
You're better off for leaving, you're better off for leaving.

Late at night, i get the phone. You're at the shop sobbing all alone.
Your confession, it's coming out.
You only married him because you felt your time was running out.
Now you love him, and your baby. At last, you are complete.
But he's distant and you found him on the phone pleading, saying
'Baby i love you and i'll leave her and i'm coming out to california...'
Let's not forget ourselves, good friend. I am flawed if i'm not free.
Your husband will never leave you, he will never leave you for me

There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything And the talkin' leads to touchin' and the touchin' leads to sex and then there is no mystery left And it's bad news Baby I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you but just bein' around you offers me another form of relief When the lonliness leads to bad dreams and the bad dreams lead me to callin' you and I call you and say "C'MERE!" And it's bad news Baby I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news And it's bad news Baby It's bad news It's just bad news, bad news, bad news 'Cause you're just damage control for a walking corpse like me - like you 'Cause we'll all be portions for foxes Yeah we'll all be portions for foxes There's a pretty young thing in front of you and she's real pretty and she's real into you and then she's sleepin' inside of you and the talkin' leads to touchin' and the touchin' leads to sex and then there is no mystery left And it's bad news I don't blame you I do the same thing I get lonely too And you're bad news My friends tell me to leave you That you're bad news, bad news, bad news You're bad news Baby you're bad news and you're bad news Baby you're bad news and you're bad news I don't care I like you and you're bad news I don't care I like you I like you

Pull the ripcord, the ship has lost its sail.
Your momma's got a new man. Your daddy always fails.
And you're eating again, at them, 'cause nobody loves you.
And even fancy things have finally lost their charm.
Wine and diamond rings, they never get you anymore.
You're sleeping again, alone, 'cause nobody loves you.
And ooh ooh ooh ooh, they should have seen you,
Should have known you, should've known what
It was like to be you.
So come on kid, look at what you did.
I don't know if you meant it,but you did yourself in and
I was even havin' a good day when i found out we lost you.
So aye aye aye and a
Oh oh oh and a yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah oh oh
Bad-da-da-da-dada...
And ooh ooh ooh ooh she said "it was in the singing and the
Strumming-- oh man, i even saw it coming"
<i>[whistling]</i>
Bada-da-da-da-da

I'm only a woman of flesh and bone
And i wept much, we all do.
I thought i might die alone
But i had
Never, never, never,
Never, never, never,
Never, never, never,
Never, never met you.
So baby be good to me.
I got nothing to give you, you see
Except
Everything, everything,
Everything, everything,
All the good and the bad,
'Cause i've been bad.
I've lied, cheated, stolen and been ungrateful for what i have
And i'm afraid habits rule my waking life.
I'm scared and i'm runnin'in my sleep
For you but all the oceans, and rivers and showers
Will wash it all away and make me clean
For you
'Cause i have
Never, never, never,
Never, never, never,
Never, never, never,
Never, never, met you.

So lets take a loan out, put it down on a house
In a place we've never lived.
In a place that exists in the pages of scripts
And the songs that they sing
And all of the beautiful things
That make you weep, but don't have to make you weak

'Cause i've
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, never
Loved somebody the way
That i loved you

The absence of god will bring you comfort, baby,
And planning's for the poor so let's pretend that we're rich,
And i'm not my body or how i choose to destroy it.
Folk singers sing songs for the workin' baby.
We're just recreation for all those doctors and lawyers,
But there's no relief for the bleeding heart
'Cause they'll be losing bodies tonight.

And rob says "you love, love, love, love and then you die..."
I've watched him while sleeping and seen him crying
With closed eyes.

And you're not happy, but you're funny, and i'm tripping over my joy.
I just keep on getting up again.
We could be daytime drunks if we wanted,
But we'd never get anything done that way, baby,
And we'd still be ruled by our dueling perspectives.
And i'm not my perspective, or the lies i'll tell you every time.

And morgan says, "maybe love won't let you down.
All of your failures are training grounds
And just as your back's turned, you'll be surprised," she says,
"as your solitude subsides."

And mike, i'll teach you how to swim
If you turn the bad in me into good again.

And i say "there's trouble when everything is fine..."
The need to destroy things creeps up on me every time,
And just as love's silhouette appears i close my eyes
And disappear, tonight...

And something's got to change
'Cause our love's the slowest moving train

You're obsessed with finding a new brain,
but what you need is a new body
It feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before
And the skin you call your home
Holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in,
and lungs that can't breathe when they're alone
And the days come to you like sailors
You watch them as they drift away
They meet the sunrise out at the horizon
And it's neither sink nor swim
At least the water's beneath your chin

There's blood spilled on the floor
Everyone's staring at you what for
'till you realize the blood is probably yours
You feel you've lost something you want it back
You're lying motionless on your back
And your legs aren't taking any more requests
Those disobedient wrecks
How you cared for them
As they carried you from class to class and coast to coast
When you owned land and when you were broke
Through recessions and addictions

It's just your accidental death
Your accidental death
It's just your accidental death
You're the Indian in the cougar's nest

Your fright gives way to memory
Having coffee with your love
Or the story your father told you long ago
He was hunting with his own father for deer
He pointed and spotted her
And then tripped over some roots or some dead trees
The gun went off, it was a mistake
And my father was only eight
And as he watched the dying deer, he was changed
'cause he felt sorry for what he'd done
And then he put down his gun
Will you feel sorry for what you've done?
Will you put down your gun?

It's just your accidental death
Your accidental death
But there's no accidental death
When you're the Indian in the cougar's nest

It's just your accidental death
Your accidental death
It's just your accidental death
You're the Indian in the cougar's nest

And it's only doubts that we're counting on fingers broken long ago.
I read with every broken heart, we should become more adventurous.

And if you banish me from your profits and if i get banished from the kingdom up above;
I'd sacrifice money and heaven, all for love.
Let me be loved! Let me be loved!

If my brain quits, well, i guess then that's just it.
And if my hands stop working, you can call me lazy.
And if i get pregnant, i guess i'll just have the baby.
Let it be loved! Let me be loved!

I've been trying to nod my head, but it's like i've got a broken neck.
Wanting to say 'i will' as my last testament...
For me to be saved and you to be brave,
We don't have to walk down that aisle
'Cause if marriage ain't enough,
Well, at least we'll be loved.

I've felt the wind on my cheek coming down from the east
And thought about how we are all as numerous as leaves on trees.
And maybe ours is the cause of all mankind:
Get loved, make more, try to stay alive.

I've been trying to nod my head, but it's like i've got a broken neck.
Wanting to say 'i will' as my last testament...
For you to be saved and me to be brave,
We don't have to walk down that aisle
'Cause if marriage ain't enough,
Well, at least we'll be loved

all is fair in love and war and love
now that everybody's dead we can finally talk
but vanity and happiness co-exist
all the lovers you take in you direct you of the enemy
and we simply share this bite except the bullet
and pretend you the pleasure, the treasures of battle
its only for the for the wolves and purple honors

why must you try to ruin my piece of mind
and they were only words and i never meant them
i never loved you even if i could miss you through fervor fire cannon fodder

when my grampa train fell and broke his face in the zoo
when the cops arrived he exclaimed a fat wilber two
and then they carried darken hospital room
and then he'll moan and curse and he remembers you
and we can't defy you're remains
and it could be you so it don't cost you
it only cost me my wife and my job now what

then my mom and i went to identify the body
and i wanted to see it but she wouldn't let me
across the way to the military cemetary
i can't wait for it's all about to come true
but you, you're alive, how can we aford it
it's just about dead presidents and party hats
have a celebration

love and war and heaven and in hell
the body and the spirit sells itself
love and war and heaven and in hell
the body and the spirit sells itself

I had one friend in high school, recently he hung himself with string.
His note said,
'If living is the problem, well, that's just baffling.'
And at the wake i waited around to see my ex first love.
And i barely recognized her, but i knew exactly what she was thinking of.
We sat quietly in the corner, whispering close about loss.
And i remembered why i loved her, and i asked her why i drove her off.

She said,
"the slow fade of love,
Its soft edge might cut you
And our poor friend jim,
Well, he just lived within
The slow fade of love."

A woman calls my house once a week, she's always selling things.
Some charity, a phone plan, a subscription to a magazine.
And as i turned her down (i always do), there was something trembling in her voice.
I said,
"hey, what troubles you?"
She said,
"i'm surprised you noticed.
Well, my husband, he's leaving,and i can't convince him to stay.
And he'll take our daughter with him, she wants to go with him anyway.
I'm sorry i'm hard to live with, but living is the problem for me.
I'm selling people things they don't want when i don't know what you need."

He said, "the slow fade of love,
And its mist might choke you.
It's my gradual descent
Into a life i never meant.
It's the slow fade of love."

I was driving south of melrose. When i happened upon my old lover's old house.
I found myself staring at the closed oak door like the day she threw me out.
"diana, diana. Diana, i would die for you.
I'm in love with you completely, i'm afraid that's all i can do."
She said,
"you can sleep upon my doorstep, you can promise me indifference, jim.
But my mind is made up, and i'll never let you in again."

For the
Slow fade of love.
It might hit you from below.
It's your gradual descent
Into a life you never meant.
It's the slow fade of love.

It's the slow fade of love.
It's the slow fade of love.
It's the slow fade of love.
Baby, it's the slow fade of love.
It's the slow fade of love.
It's the slow fade of love.
It's the slow fade of love.
Slow fade of love.
It's the slow fade of love

Today is the day i realized that i could be loved.
It echoed though the park last night:
'He wasn't our son;
He belonged to everyone...'

And this loss isn't good enough for sorrow or inspiration.
It's such a loss for the good guys,
Afraid of this life,
That it just is.
'Cause everybody dies...

This loss isn't good enough for sorrow or inspiration.
It's such a loss for the good guys,
Afraid of this life,
That it just is.
Everybody...
This loss isn't good enough for sorrow or inspiration.
It's such a loss for the good guys,
Afraid of this life,
That it just is.

'Cause everybody dies