Pencil Rot
There's a villain in my head
And he's giving me shocks
Save me from me, save me from me
His name is leather mcwhip
And he needs to be stopped
Fly above me, fly above my roam
Fly above me, fly above me
Well I never had much of a lovely goal
Leave me halving, halving ever
It's like my mind's been touched
Though I never was born
please deform me, please deform me
Let me out
Of my head
In my bed
It's a lovely leather brown poison
No more shine
With the frame
Of a brain
It's a lovely leather brown poison
It's pencil rot!
It Kills
What you gonna do?
I don't know, my friend
But I'm open to suggestion if you'll proffer two cents
Give me something I can hang my coat on, yeah!
Nine times out of ten
I'm not the guidance type
I've been sitting on a fencepost for the brunt of my life
And now I need some help to find out what I feel, it kills
It kills the time
Until you fill your heart, you'll see
There's more to you than what you think and need
Where you gonna go?
I don't know, my friend
But I'll take this road forever or until it does end
Here or there or someplace else, man, anywhere!
Maybe to the west
Where they don't fall down
In a canyon of a valley in a twenty-horse town
A voluntary rest home where they lecture you, it kills
It kills the time
Until you fill your heart, you'll see
there's more to you than what you think and need
We can share our bland opinions
About the quality of air
and all will be right
All will be right on top
There's a place in old dominion
Near that courthouse by the square
Where all will be right
All will be right on top of the day
I've Hardly Been
Rationalized confusion, memento morial
You're turning ugly into ease, you're naked in a towel
Well pride's a swollen subset
It will never never never pipe down
At the yoga olympics, murdered by a single
kick
You tower over everything the rest are dog tits
The cemetery headstone is a rock in the rain, the rain
Is pain
I've hardly been
Cannot get in
Unlike the sky:
Wide and never lost
The fallacy of selflessness, the friendship
etiquette
Normal is weirder than you would care to admit
Fatigued by socialized
You're tired and tender
I went to see a "go to gigs a lone type
of band"
They elucidate something that all alone understand
The shab ability to locate quagmire hearts on the map
It's a trap!
I've hardly been
Cannot get in
Unlike the sky:
Wide and never lost
Freeze The Saints
We meet again
Riding our divisible bodies
Feel no shame
Luck is love is on
If you need the pain
Well you are, yes you are so much like me
Seasons change--nothing lasts for long
Except the earth and the mountains
So learn to sing along and languish here
Help me languish here
It was long ago
That all of your willing dimensions
Lost the flow
And vanished in vaneer
But iI want to know
If you are, yes you are so much like me
Steel restraints
Zodiac ballet, everybody play
There's no more counting days, you languish here
Help me languish here
You said, "done is good,"
But done well is so much fucking better
Share the wealth
And cauterize the tears
If you want to know
Well you are, yes you are so much like me
Freeze the saints
Such a subtle read, exquisite pedigree
Just let yourself be and languish here
Help me languish here
Loud Cloud Crowd
From eternal grey
Fantastic times await
So let them rake in
All they wrought
No one can get at you
If you're caught on a wave
Fractured knees, calamaties
Enfold me in serenity
And loud cloud crowds
Are taking over
Front and center, we all sit
In a stadium of our own devising
Don't let reputation pre-decieve you
It is one on none
Inside this fieldhouse
For the brain
Fractured knees, calamaties
Enfold me in serenity
And loud cloud crowds
Are taking over
The loud cloud crowds
Go up and over
The loud cloud crowds
Go up and over
No More Shoes
Came from the top of the deck
Warm and direct
No more shoes
No more news
No more blues
Iranian gown on your frame
Born to the game
No more shoes
No more news
No more blues--getcha back!
All my stray thoughts
They are unarranged
All my stray thoughts
They are impure
Give me sidearm compliments
Give an autopsy of the event
Such uneven principles
Time and time and time again
Spare me your contrarian thaw
Beautiful nerves, send you wild
Lost in a pile
Of old shoes
Of old news
Of old blues
A gallery of vivid dreams
Torn and extreme
No more shoes
No more news
No more shoes
No more blues
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more more more more blues
I was made for lovin' you, baby
I want my alka-seltzer!
Mama
Mama's in the kitchen with onions
Daddy's in the back with ol' Hank
Thinking 'bout the lasers and bunions
Talking disability ranks
No, we didn't have too much money
Just enough to make the dead ends meet
Me, I'm on the back of my hobby horse
Far away in some desert town
Miles from a civilization
Miles from a fortified town
Down in that basement it's sunny
We cannot stay down there for too long
Back then, it all seemed so funny
Toys were toys and boys were boys
The simple nights and easy joys, all right
Come out for another day
Upstairs mama's making some crepes, yeah
From a fancy recipe book
To me they just look like tortillas
Boy, that mama can cook
Soon, she will be calling for grub, yeah
I can't wait for such a sight this long
Back then, it all seemed so funny
Toys were toys and boys were boys
The easy nights and simple joys, all right
Come out for another day
Kindling For The Master
In shocking white
Too light for light
More like heaven
Angel food rot
Came from the earth
Inside the earth
Jag of hurt time
Head revolving
Kindling for the master
I was shot for meat
Left alone with a crow
Got into watercolors and you never saw me again
But I plan to return
And with verbs I'll attack
I'll trip, I'll maim, I'll leave you with no skin on your
back
Kindling for the master
Everybody's got a heart to sink
I'm the leech who can preach
They call me sinister joe
I got the sweltering heat
Of summer Ohio
If I'm little erratic,
You must give me some space
To let me spin it and out and
Up and through your face
You must learn, or you will burn
Post-Paint Boy
Revelation artistry
So fed up with hypocrisy
There isn't a label large enough to fit your bill
Act like you deserve to win
Trade up for a thicker skin
For scraps of acceptance from coked-up quasi-urbane kids
I'm really, really, really,
Really proud of what you did
Post-paint boy, with your art
You're penny rich and dollar dumb
In a style that they call
So non-European
You're the maker of modern
Minor masterpieces for the untrained eye
You're the maker of modern
Minor masterpieces for the untrained eye--yep!
Belarus Biennial
You surely surely made them wow
Minds were blown and bombs were thrown--oh no!!
Seventeen anteaters
Sequestered in a room
With the sisters of mothers of famous gluttons I don't know
You really, really, really,
Really, really, really showed
Who can blame you for becoming
Penny smart and dollar dumb
In a world that has become
So American
You're the maker of modern
Minor masterpieces for the untrained eye
You're the maker of modern
Minor masterpieces for the untrained eye
You're the maker of modern
Minor masterpieces for the untrained eye
You're the maker of modern
Minor masterpieces for the untrained eye--yep!
Baby C'mon
With a thousand tiny terrors
No more weekend shares
Make it get away
Baby come on
If you give it to me timmy
I'm out here on a limb-y
I don't need hideaways
Baby come on
well, half-way through my life
I flipped on internal bitch so
Tell it to me straight
Baby come on
And i know that the shapes are great
So i won't hesitate
To leave it at the door
Baby come on
I see you're under my diamond
I see you driving the winter shell
So you say that you're too old to yell
But too young for hell
It's not far away
Baby come on
If a life of tears cuts you down
You can sit around
I won't make you stay
Baby, come on
I see your lovely traffic pose
I see you're trailing what you're good for
Baby come on
Baby come on
Baby come on
Baby come on, let me come
Baby come on
Baby come on
Baby come on
Malediction
So long
Good bye to the nervous apprehension
I certainly won't miss ya
My heart is unable to stay so unstable no more
Go now
Leave this place and if you do not know how
You'll learn along the way
The road to rejection is better than no road at all
If I see your negative shadow
I will lead it from the room
A media-sized headache is not enough to break it
If you've already assumed the malediction
Certain
Kinds of people that we like to know, yeah
And others gotta go
If you wait 'til you're ready, then you'll never make an
amends
