Laika - Sounds Of The Satellites (2004) by Laika (보컬) on maniadb.com

Prairie now isn't that a pretty word
Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun
You should have heard what I heard
A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand

Prairie now isn't that a lonely word
Slips through the hands like a falling star
You should have seen what I saw
A mask an artifice a skillful smear

If I could pull the nerves from my skin
If I could pull the nerves from my skin
I would

Prairie now isn't that an evil word
Trips on its feet like a slouching beast
Surely things will change now
A start a plan a place to go

If I could pull the nerves from my skin
If I could pull the nerves from my skin
I would

Prairie now isn't that a pretty word
Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun
You should have heard what I heard
A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand

Surely things will change now
Surely things will change now
Surely things will change now
Surely things will change now

Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season
Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season

How long do I take it
Can I start to change it
You know it's been a long long time
Can I grow a new skin
Can I try to begin again

Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season
Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season

I am always waking
I am always shaking
I think I know this might not end

Can I dry the cold sweat
Get out of this mess again, again

Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season
Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season

Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season
Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season

Ease into a new box
Shoulder a new lot
It's gonna be a long long time
A whirlwind among breezes
Doing what he pleases again, again

Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season
Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season

I watch the lights on the ocean
I count the leaves on the trees
If it wasn't for your indecision
There'd be nothing between you and me

I catch your eye it's a showdown
Anticipate your every move
Purposely find contradiction
Escalate nothing to prove

Instants of calm fly by mocking
All poking fun at a smile
She pulls a face in the mirror
Lately it's just not our style

Losing control to stay under
Fighting and screaming down walls
Worry has made you a martyr
Washed up and left for the birds

I count the leaves on the trees
I watch the lights on the ocean
I count the leaves on the trees
I watch the lights on the ocean

I'm not talking anymore
All the skins of the words
Fell off in my hands
If I told you and showed you
You'd laugh

I'm not trying anymore
All my good intentions
Fell out of my hands
If I told you and showed you
You'd laugh

You're always right when I'm lonely
I can fake it so long only
Lose track of days
Whiling away
I don't have strength to get away
Lose track of days
Whiling away
I don't have strength
To get away

I thought it
Would be so easy
That I didn't need to worry
I'm safe inside your hands
Why'd I listen why'd I fall for that

You're always right when I'm lonely
I can take it so long only
You're always right when I'm lonely
I can take it so long only

I'm not talking anymore
All the skins of the words
Fell of in my hands
If I told you and showed you
You'd laugh

I'll stay all night when I'm lonely
I can fake it so long only
You're always right when I'm lonely
I can take it so long only

Lose track of days
Whiling away
I don't have strength
To get away

Lose track of days
Whiling away
I don't have strength
To get away

It is night
And life moves
At a new pace
The air is still
The earth sleeps
We move with the grace
Of the moon sweeping
Through the clouds

It is night
And life moves
At a new pace
The air is still
The earth sleeps
We move with the grace
Of the moon sweeping
Through the clouds

One by one the stars
Break through
One by one the stars
Break through

One by one the stars
Break through
One by one the stars
Break through

One by one the stars
Break through
One by one the stars
Break through
One by one the stars

It's gonna
Swallow me whole
The ground'll open up
And in I'll fall
Down down down

Mama set me up with a fine young thing
And he was gonna buy me everything
But he grabbed the hook
And took out for deep water
And pretty soon that fish
He pulled me in

It's gonna
Follow me home
Somewhere in the shadows there's a place for me
In the cold cold ground

Trouble's right behind me
There's hard times ahead
The devil's got his hammer
He's poundin' on my bed
Lost most my money
I'm on my last hand
I'm knockin' at hell's door with no weapon and no plan
Feelin' kinda timid like an egg without a shell
But if I've been just bluffing
I ain't gonna tell

It's gonna
Swallow me whole
The ground'll open up
And in I'll fall

Papa set me up
With a sharp-eyed boy
And I was gonna have him
For my toy
But he stole my heart
And took out for deep water
And pretty soon that shark
He pulled me in

Sky's full of lightening
The wind's spitting sand
Sun burning oh so hot it gave the earth a tan
The fish have all stopped jumping
The bedbugs are asleep
I'll lay myself beside you and pray my soul to keep
I wish I had a needle
As fine as I could sew
I'd stitch my baby to my side and down the road we'd go

My shovel struck sorrow
And the tears came running down
My shovel struck sorrow
And the tears came running down
My shovel struck sorrow
And the tears came running down
My shovel struck sorrow
And the tears came running down

Little fishes in the brook
Papa catch them with a hook
Brother clean it like a man
Mama fry it in the pan

I'm a poor gal long way from home 'fore
I get to heaven got a way to roam
And when I get there gonna take off my shoes
Got nothin' now & nothin' to lose
All day long you heard me moan
You can tell my friends when I am gone
A dollar for some bacon a nickel for the lard
I'd like to buy some more but times are hard

You work me late, you work me soon
Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon
You work me late, you work me soon
Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon

Going to see my long haired babe
Got her a dress on the last pay day
Gonna treat her nice gonna treat her fine
Gonna take her home on the railroad line
Gonna treat her nice gonna treat her fine
Take her home on the railroad line

You work me late, you work me soon
Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon
You work me late, you work me soon
Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon

shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder
shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder

the best view from this window
still looks like hell
and the fists they fall like rain
I know it just a little too well
angel I've been beaten
angel I'm a whore
I'm just a little bit older
just a little less more and more

shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder
shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder

it's too long that I've stayed here
too long that I've tried
angel I'm so naked
I can't look you in the eye
oh angel I'm exhausted
I think I'm a lie
I don't know how I got here
I just can't figure out why

shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder
shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder

in twenty-five years I'm silver
and in fifty gold
angel I just can't imagine
what it's like to grow old

angel there's no time left
won't you give me strength
to meet you in a different life
to see you when this ends

shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder
shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder

the best view from this window
still looks like hell
and the fists they fall like rain
I know it just a little too well
angel I've been beaten
angel I'm a whore
I'm just a little bit older
just a little less more and more

there are things I can't explain
why a seashell loves the sand
why tornadoes love the plains
why my dreams have lost their wings

there are things I can't explain
why tornadoes love the plains
why the city quiets at dawn
why I couldn't stop my tears

i'm sitting here
alone
i'm pitching a tent like a camper's home
all i've got tonight, are dirty feet and giggles
and Rover, and this jar of Jif
and i grab a butter knife
to end my virginal strife
i've tried hard hard HARD
to get between you and him
but in the end of you, i begin
i take a deep breath that is dreamy
and smear on some extra creamy
and i call the canine over
to try out my new lollipop boner
when senor skippy is in town
all i think about
is my dog going down
and this is why i used vaginal cream
that time when i tried out for swim team
i had to shave my legs and my balls
but no knowledge of the bathroom, i did it in the hall
i shit myself at the family reunion
and that time i first received my holy communion
the moon is rising
and these extra two inches tonight are surprising
and i
and you
and ro-o-over too
can't believe
what your new crush just did to my shoe
there is feces all inside
and it's covering the fresh leather hide
do you remember what tonight is
the night Elvis dies while taking a piss
and it was on the television
and my sperm is now spraying like nuclear fission
and now i need Kleenex Cottonelle
cuase this sticky feeling is comparable with hell
and i'm sick of low fat lays
and they more i hate it, the more my gizz sprays
and now windex is required
for now my ejaculate has retired
to window overlooking the tree house
and i must clean it up as quiet as a mouse
but alas i make an utterance
it is my mom, a goddamn stutterance
she has caught me, red handed
tissue on dick
with that creamy Jif
all over my stick
and it's not even a maternal figure
it's you and you're dressed like a wigger
I hate fat Albert Jeans
can someone HOLLA for me if they know what I mean
Alas, i recover my .38
it is the only way to go out after you masturbate.
BA BLAM