1. |
Gavvsamyup
02:16
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2. |
Bablehanth
04:36
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i'm nobody to tell
what i can say
anyway
i've been a few
places
around about
here today
i know men to
make amends with men
but it's nobody else to say
today
and if no one's right
on the money
make it two to six
one to five
one to six
such a sharp contrast
who can tell me why i do and say?
i know nothing, nothing
here today
i lie i try out from here to say
today
if it makes you happy
run away
if it makes you happy
run away
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3. |
Adam's Ranch
03:40
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i know it's the same
as it was just before
and i've got my realize
it's scattered on the floor
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4. |
Xyphroanct
05:02
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there's a sound place
the heart goes
your face is the funniest face
of them all
love see
thank you very much
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5. |
The Morning Song
04:04
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this has churned up
a point
all your memories
prove nothing
believed you in nothing
i haven't been there
i mean like they said they would
this is to
build up a point he's
all yours
if i'm going to
do this
don't let it be
for nothing
if i'm going to
do this
don't let it be
for nothing
this is to
build up a point he's
all yours
if i'm going to
do this
don't let it be
for nothing
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6. |
Ehndoaptervtim
04:48
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sorry i stayed home
sunday
is playing foul
hard lung
give me for
somebody else's
like this
i don't know if i can
remember these days
for too long
who plays with numbers
stupid numbers
made to look like adjectives
look at
milk on my lips
made today to swim today
tomorr
i can't forget why
i feel so tired all the time
ohhhhh
but the fact of mine
just a bunch of stupid numbers
made to look like adjectives
(i'm going to force my name around)
help me out
out of here
stupid numbers
maybe i can see the computer screen
that i'm singing
help help me out of here
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7. |
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i thought about
a million things
about all my friends
and it takes me
so long to
to put my hands through
the picture frames
somedays
i can't even remember
if i woke up or not
but yeah
i'd like to be friends
with everyone here
especially the
joshuas and johns and all
the friends we used to have
because we were all
terrible kids
so i thought a couple times about
sticking screw drivers through my back
writing stupid songs about melodies
but i'm no voltaire and i can't sing half the time
to anyone but me
and i know
when all's conclusive
from abraham's breast lactating
in my eyes
and i'll think about
courtesy and all of **********'s stupid tattoos
all of my friends
there is nothing
left to do
but continue
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8. |
Stephen Dedalus
03:41
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i'm not a tool
but thank god
for my father
thank god
for the days i have home
stand further out
still got time to fade
for days
take out all
we knew and push us more and
maybe it'll restore us and maybe we'll try
try to change, to change, to change
quixotic death faced angel
about my time
and i'll swear
that i don't know why
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9. |
Portoise Stryam
03:49
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is this supposed to be
how quiet works?
but by this bodkin
i relinquish myself
i take out all my duties
from all this time
i lied to try
try to find you
i lied to try
try to find you
could i make sense
out of this mess
call and do business
and i digress
could i make amends
with all my friends
today i find myself
alive
is this supposed to be
how quiet works?
but by this bodkin
i relinquish myself
i take out all my duties
from all this time
i lied to try
try to find you
i lied to try
try to find you
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10. |
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upset by change
as i found out
fall down for me
turn away i
get these words
like echoes
now
now i change like
now i fall
as always
on time
MGM
i watch them claw
burst like magazines
on time
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11. |
For Thomas
04:09
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how cyclical
and stupid
that if you can't
fall, fall
asleep
you can't stay awake
a few friends
keep me away
and i'm sorry
for trying
trying to change
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12. |
Salinas Valley
06:50
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there's something about
this country that
keeps me from using
capital letters when i write
and i've never loved
anything
so much
i wade through the
mississippi backwaters
by way of no grammar
and broken sentences
my heart bleeds for
stripes and stars
until the day i die
yes i've seen me go out
and i know exactly how
i've seen my veins stop
pumping junk and vitamins
there is nothing in this world
like the front porch blues
with a black coca cola
and a stack of buzzed cut boys
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