Widows. An antique replacement, A briefcase filled with mace. Widows. Six legged lost and found, found Students. Spray the kent state mace. Wishing wells, missing clientele. Widows. Six legged lost and found, found
Parkas worn in summer apparel. Sweat lodge comatose of broken arrows.
Widows. Veiled in rebound sheets, This is the ghost of a chance the lonely Widows. Six legged lost and found, found Precision. Watch the scalpel make roads, Hear them talk in paranoid parables. Widows. Six legged lost and found, found.
Storefront chairman's fingering button. This running of the bulls will trample all the life support system.
Madrid space station spain E space! E space! Flesh versus machine. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop.
Madrid space station spain E space! E space! Flesh versus machine. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop.
Madrid space station spain E space! E space! Flesh versus machine. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop.
Widows. An antique replacement, A briefcase filled with mace. Widows. Six legged lost and found, found Students. Spray the kent state mace. Wishing wells, missing clientele. Widows. Six legged lost and found, found
Parkas worn in summer apparel. Sweat lodge comatose of broken arrows.
Storefront chairmen fingering buttons. This running of the bulls will trample all the life support system.
Gored my neck, Don't spare me death, I'm running circles, Red cape paper Taste the vapor.
Gored my neck, Don't spare me death, I'm running circles, Red cape paper Taste the vapor. Taste the vapor.
Matadors chase the bull in a china shop. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop. Matadors chase the bull in a china shop.
strike this match and let loose the oven's breath up the volume that flirts with the UHF
swipe the magnets on the audio tape these arsons of grand larceny keep running, keep running in place achilles tendon severed from the race
quick to the throat in this ink cartridge funeral the marble caps lock zip code affiliate you've got a run on your pharmaceuticals you better change it before the night grows old
set the temperature on delete keep running, keep running in place let's hit the neighborhood today
quick to the throat in this ink cartridge funeral marble caps lock zip code affiliate you've got a run on your pharmaceuticals you better change it before the night grows old you've got a run on your pharmaceuticals you better change it before the night grows old prescriptions filled now cut your suit and tie cuticles you cut your fingernails way too short
what if forensics finds the answers? what if they stole my fingerprints? where did i leave my book of matches? we'll find you
what if forensics finds the answers? what if they stole my fingerprints? where did i leave my book of matches? we'll find you we'll find you
what if forensics finds the answers? what if they stole my fingerprints? where did i leave my book of matches? we'll find you
what if forensics finds the answers? what if they stole my fingerprints? where did i leave my book of matches? we'll find you
This is the accent of the halfhearted land. Does it all make sense now? And if the ship was built in bottled sand, Does it all make sense now? The anchor's kiss was scrawled in dyslexic crayon. Does it all make sense now?
Is this just a life preserve or a bivouac tenure? The tropic of cancer answered, "Drink the quicksand."
A mirror was splintered on the decks floor. Does it all make sense now? A stowaway that lived beneath this hull. Does it all make sense now? The anchor's kiss was scrawled in dyslexic crayon. Yes, it all makes sense now.
Is this just a life preserve or a bivouac tenure? This tropic of cancer answered, "Drink the quicksand." Its gills will swim faster after a breath from the shore. Is this just a life preserve or a bivouac tenure?
Breathe the taste of salt water. Dry-heave up and overboard!
Ponce de Leon wrinkles. Let's make it young again!
Boat drinks for captains. Row our boat, stowaway!
Boat drinks for captains. Row our boat, stowaway!
Is this just a life preserve or a bivouac tenure? The tropic of cancer answered, "Drink the quicksand." Its gills will swim faster after a breath from the shore.
All makes sense now. If your map was torn, navigate, navigate. All makes sense now. If your compass broke, navigate, navigate. All makes sense now. If your map was torn, navigate, navigate. All makes sense now.
we all become what we most dislike in this picket fence cartel tell? there's nothing left to tell
what have we become cycle all over again filled the shoes 'til i was ten in front of the classroom in front of my peers that day will always be remembered 'cause it was etched in tears
daddy taught well at the end of his belt
we all become what we most dislike the walk is too long and i'm tired tell? there's nothing left to tell
what will i become when it's my turn again will it hurt me more than it hurts them scotch tape the volume of my mouth withold the expression that i wasn't allowed
K-k-k-kiss and kill your boyfriend. And all rich ones too. Rich kids of the world unite. Rich kids of the...
Dime on the bleachers, Head says not that far away But the only way up is down, And I keep on falling. Flip it again, But the answer hasn't spared a change.
Doesn't matter how much time, You'll never forget that forgetting's required.
Served on a platter of fakes, It's inevitable: We're proud to be pricks. We're proud to be assholes.
We're proud to be assholes. We're proud to be assholes. We're proud to be assholes.
Picking up the pieces one by one. Picking up the pieces one by one. Picking up the pieces one by one. Picking up the pieces! Picking up the pieces one by...
Don't let it, don't let it ride. Don't let it ride. Don't let it, don't let it ride.
Answer. Someone, Anyone. Won't you pick up the pieces You left Behind?
Answer. Someone, Anyone. Won't you pick up the pieces You left, Behind?
Coating of arms. They came a knocking paranoia in the walls, Where we heard family dying while the band played on, I said the band played on. Told sky to leave to the east. Bay clone. (Weren't you taking me to my home.) (Are you gonna take me to my home. Weren't you taking me home.
Secret service, We deserve this. We lost the friends, To the pavement. Yeah, to the pavement.
Substation, Subconscious. Well, let's do our William Tell routine. (Let's do it.) Let's do our William Tell routine.
We're chewing on the goodyear. (Yeah.) With handcuffs on the wristwatch. (Wristwatch.) We're chewing on the goodyear (Chewing.) Let's do our William Tell routine.
I'm an incision, The kind that glistens. And not to mention we appeal when we've healed. I'm an incision, Just an incision. I've got Polaroid value in a celluloid way.
With twelve hard years, Of currency. And they trade it all, For the current scene.
I'm an incision, The kind that glistens. Polaroid value, celluloid way. This air condition, Is on intermission. We're burning on the border like they said we would.
I'm an incision, Just an incision. The kind that glistens, And we appeal when we've healed. Burning in on the borders like they said that we would.
With twelve hard years, Of currency. And they trade it all, For the current scene.
They're partial to the way you speak. Blue tagged and blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete. We're burning on the borders like they said that we would. It's been twelve hard years, yeah.
They're partial to the way you speak. We're burning on the borders like they said we would. This intermission is on intermission. The kind that you get when you're burning on the border.
With twelve hard years, Of currency . And they trade it all, For the current scene, The current scene.
Pigeon-holed decision. Making all my mind's made up. I only colored outside the lines, Because I forgot.
Stenciled teen initials That were carved, On the roof of my mouth. Only to mark the words of so-and-so. Fuck so-and-so. So-and-so.
I've been dancing in the bathroom stalls, Excreting words meant for this song. Well, I'm kicking in windows. It makes music to me.
Please get some medication. Simple, it's simple to get. We must die with dignity.
Please get some medication. Simple, it's simple to get. We must die.
Please get some medication. Simple, it's simple to get.
Pallbearer, we are and all that we never get. And all my little pushes fall on your, Deaf! Ears! (x4)
Kicking in these windows. Kicking in these windows. On the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark the words. On the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark.
Kicking in these windows. In these windows. It's on the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark the words. It's on the roof of my mouth.
Kicking in these windows. Kicking in these windows. On the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark the words. On the roof of my mouth.
Tickling with contusions. Paper bag masks hiding infantile music. No pictures, Just words. Are you afraid of our books? Illiterate cells, For the valley of mules.
Well, I've been dancing in the bathroom stalls, Excreting words just for this song. Well, I'm kicking in windows. And you know what? It just does make music to me.
Please get some medication. Simple, it's simple to get. We must die with dignity.
Please get some medication. Simple, it's simple to get. We must die with dignity.
Please get some medication. Simple, it's simple to get. We're gonna die.
Pallbearer, we are and all that we never get. And all my little pushes fall on your, Deaf! Ears! (x4)
Kicking in these windows. It's on the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark the words. It's on the roof of my mouth.
Kicking in these windows. Kicking in these windows. On the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark the words. On the roof of my mouth, I'm gonna mark the... Kicking in these windows.
So we saw, The opportunities. The stitch and thread, With no down payments. Our neighbors see it through their own eyes. The others hear the story through the grapevine. Well, dot your "I"'s. Cross your "T"'s. This forfeiture's the burden of another, another.
And all those friends you thought you had, Are laughing at and not with you. And all those friends you thought you knew, You'd trade it all for a tank full of fuel. Of fuel, yeah.
I'm gonna trade it all...
Bel Air Colonial Deluxe number five.
All the warmth that a boy can give.
With a sheepskin costume, I'm a truant officer.
(Unknown)
Dot your "I"'s. Cross your "T"'s. The burden of another.
Cross your "I"'s. Dot your "T"'s. This forfeiture's the burden of another, another.
Dot your "T"'s.
Bel Air Colonial Deluxe number five. Well, all the warmth that a boy can give. Sheepskin costume, I'm the truant officer. I got a tank full of fuel. Bel Air Colonial Deluxe number five. All the warmth that a boy can give. The tank full of fuel. Bel Air Colonial Deluxe number five. It's all the warmth a boy can give. Sheepskin costume, And I'm the truant officer. I got a tank full of fuel.
Pregnant with the keys to your stick shift mood. Can't get yourself ignition. Can't get yourself ignition. Grease-stained parking spot. Embed and loiter bottle tops. Dipped in the secretion of your syphilis flirtation.
Must we go, Spell it out? Must we, Go spell it out?
Roman candle. Cradles. Teething dressed in innuendo. Roman candle. Cradles. Teething dressed in innuendo. Roman candle. Cradle. Teething...
"C" is for contraction, Thirty minutes apart. Umbilical agendas In the coup de jat. "C" is for the cul de sac, Tienanmen reverse. Parking all the grandeur In the backseat afterbirth.
Grease-stained parking spot. L-l-l-loiter tops. The loiter tops. They're mine. They're dipped in the secretion. We are, Dipped in the secretion.
Must we go, Spell it out for you and you and you and you? Must we go spell it out?
Roman candle. Cradle. Teething dressed in innuendo. Roman candle. Cradle. Teething dressed in innuendo. Roman candle. Cradle. Teething dressed in innuendos.
Mao Zedong fever in his petty stained glance. (Do we?) Do we gotta spell it out? (Do we?) Mao Zedong fever in his petty stained glance. (Do we? Do we? Do we? Do we?) His petty stained glance. Mao Zedong fever in his lint tipton. (Do we? Do we? Do we? Do we?) In this cursive dysentery. Mao Zedong fever in his petty stained glance. (Do we? Do we? Do we? Do we?)
You keep telling me, This voltage hurts just a little. In the thickness of the van, You drop anchor if and when. Concealing all the thoughts, We hid and laughed forever. In the thickness of the van, You drop anchor if and when.
Repelling essence swelling, something to blame. Bleeding profusely, outside looking tame. The nerve of your hometown... I'm drinking slovenly.
Leave me alone, Leave me alone. I am not your brother. I see five holes In your flag.
Repelling essence swelling, something to blame. And from these hands sweeps the grenade. I'm swimming down.
Leave me alone, Leave me alone. (I am not your brother.) Well, I'm not your brother. I see five holes In your flag.
Collect calling. The fuse is crawling. To the next hometown. Collect calling. The fuse is crawling. Can you feel the bite of my nails? (Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Can you feel the bite of my nails?
Leave me alone, Leave me alone. Well, I'm not your brother. I see five holes In your flag.
Leave me alone, Leave me alone. I am not your brother. I see five holes In your flag. Yeah.
Follow you home after every show. Perforated into tiny fragments. Heavy breathing's your new fan club. A John Hancock with the safety off, After every show. And how this pedestal fits like glove. Such a pity I built no ladder from the roots And above i'll be hacking off, After every show.
There's no restraining order to keep me from you, Yeah you, (Initiation.) Yeah you.
(What!) Said, what you doing?
These parting contestants never win.
Parting contestants never seem to win.
Watch you clap your hands by the stage. Lend me your ears for just another page. In the book that your friend signed yesterday. When I told you not to bother to holler. Your telephone's the one that helped Me wrap The cord Around your neck You know you're beautiful, When you're Dead.
(Spoken:) I had a friend who died for something he really loved. I had a friend who stood for none of the above. I had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars. Who got drunk one night in the trunk of Louie P.'s car. I had a friend who'd love to scare you, as was his affection. And tremble you did cause you weren't worthy of his friendship. I had a friend, but now he's stranded on the Mesa Street exit. And sometimes I'm jealous cause I'm still at the intersection. I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold. Yes, there's blood on the median like a boat without oars.
Duct tape the cross on the brown colored box. Well single file line on the unpaved road. (The road.) Well they tipped their hats, respect for the dead. (The road.) In Juarez, Mexico is where they buried my friend.
There are no words To express the loss I feel since you've been away. You made a typical sad song, A physical classroom. Where I learned nothing. Just flashes of your, Face. Just flashes of your, Face.
And my solution is:
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. It's all a facade. And nothing really matters. (No.)
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. It's all a facade. But nothing really matters. (No.)
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. I said it's all a facade. But nothing really matters now. (No.)
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. I said it's all a facade.
(The road.) Now he's stranded somewhere on the mesa street exit. (The road.) And sometimes I'm jealous 'cause I'm waiting at the intersection. (The road.) I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold. (Blood.) Yes, there's blood on the median like a boat without oars. (Go.)
I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold. Too heavy to hold. Who'd felt too heavy to hold. And there's blood on the median like a boat without oars. Like a boat without oars.
D-d-d-die.
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. I said it's all a facade. But nothing really matters now. (No.)
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. But it's all a facade. But nothing really matters now. (No.)
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. It, it's all a facade. But nothing really matters now. (No.)
It's all a facade. It's all a facade. I said it, it's all a facade.
This time I'm gonna take the collection baby. And with the money in my hand, I'm gonna purchase all the details. Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping.
Walking on tiptoed pickpocket fever. Racing up the scales of your thermometer. Turnbuckle tourniquet clotting the moonshine. Clotheslined seizures singing happy valentines.
I'm singing happy, happy, happy valentines, yeah.
I found feathers in your hit and run nest, yeah. Omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads. I found feathers in your hit and run nest, yeah.
And when you say...
And when she knocked me over, I looked inside the hearse. Sprouting chauvinistic swine, And written were the words. Poking butter with this knife. Allergic to this concubine. Racing by in a '56 Chevy, And we couldn't even pretend, To be alive... To be alive... To be alive... To be alive... To be alive... To be alive.
I found feathers in your hit and run nest, yeah. Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping. I found feathers in your Hit and run Nest.
This time I'm leaving you This time I'm leaving you This time I'm never coming back, never coming back, never coming back Pack my bags you'll never see my face again Never coming back [x3] I'm leaving you If you never Never see my face again [x3] If you never see my face again Coming back Never coming back [x7] This time I'm leaving you Iforgot to say good night I forgot to say good morning [x2] I'm leaving you Never coming back [x4]
Autonomous machete for hands Warden and judge hide behind masks Wet raindrop lull Small rationing Exhumed the the rhetoric of Break the weak in single file Sanction this outbreak - a virus conspires Push become shove , days become months I seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun
Feeding frenzy its contagious Have trigger will travel Single sparks are spectral fires
Shackled the grapple and sentinels found Binoculars watch cardboard towns Strung up in webs the net was flung Over the auditorium Slave trade the weak , no call to arms Sanction this outbreak ; a virus conspires Push become shove , days become months And I seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun
A single spark can start a spectral fire Have trigger will travel
