Play Cell
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1. Crying Jag
2. White Homes
3. Dead Bum
4. Play Cell
5. Fool to Blame
6. Locust
7. Small Bills
8. Yellow Bellies
9. One Day
10. Come Across
11. Idiot Lips
12. Unlucky Lounge
13. Bad Seed
14. Poor Infant
 
Crying Jag

Everyone knows I'm on a crying jag,
Pay me no mind I do it all the time,
I could show you,
Do you want me to show you?
Call it a day or you can pay my way,
Gonna cry till I'm all cried out,
I could show you,
I could easily show you

You may say I live on easy street,
You can think anything you want to think,
Come by some time my door is open to you
Where I can show you how easy I am

Everyone knows I'd sell my sister for cigarettes,
Why shouldn't I? She'd do the same to me,
We could show you,
We could easily show you,
If you only knew you wouldn't be so upset,
What if she's in league with me?
We can show you,
We can easily show you

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White Homes

White frame lies to live in leave,
Nothing to gain,
Your colorless divinities can scarcely light the way,
White frame homes in celibate rows,
They swell and melt together,
Aspirations lie in possesions each dwellers dream so similar

Keep witches behind,
Mythical lines,
And squeeze my faith between my knees,
I can't take one more lie,
So I'll take one of each

In this static heat,
I barely make my home suffice,
Persuaded by a sleepy beat,
I can't tell which is mine

Pack it in
Save it up
Pack it in
Save it up

In this static heat,
I barely make my home suffice,
Persuaded by a sleepy beat
I can't tell which is mine,
Impeded by machine,
Awash in blue light spending nights,
Imbibing life through their screen,
it shows me to believe

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Dead Bum

Dead,
Or is he dying?
Was he mugged?
Or did he quit trying?
Regardless of the reason,
We gotta move him
See,
He blocks the car in,
We should leave a messanger to find him,
As we speak the traffic thickens like a virus

Dead Bum,
Dead Bum,
Just another dead bum
Dead Bum,
Dead Bum,
Just another dead bum

Look,
I hope no one sees us
All is clear,
Pick him up on the third one,
A few feet we lay the body on the sidewalk
Lost,
So many like him,
No big deal,
At least nothing is stolen,
To move him off the street,
His soul should thank us

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Play Cell

Rotting my integrity,
Consumptive union seems to be,
Expression of decline
My Plight,
Too much time behind the wheels,
Staccato bicker stuck on loud,
The meaning fading in and cutting out
My My

Send a message,
Send a message,
Send a message, signal overpowered
Send a message,
Send a message,
Send a message sealed within a play cell

Whistling past the last offramp,
Flabbergast and then revamped,
Illuminated by oncoming lamps
Too light,
Modulations here between,
Deflecting stations with such ease,
Discussion on a hidden frequency,
My, my

If you want,
Listen to the static
If you want,
Set the needle on to nowhere
If you want,
I could make a statement
If you want,
On the record,
On the record,
At last too much to work around,
We hum hypnotic still on course,
Transmigrants on a level stretch of road,
My, my

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Fool to Blame

As I keep growing old
I can see the value of the words
that they once sang to me,
But only now it doesn't seem that
the lyrics mean that much to them anymore,
Is there anyway I could ever have known?

I know it's foolish to worship what my heroes say,
Then I'm a fool,
I only have myself to blame,
I feel so stupid about all the time I spent,
Trying to figure out exactly what they meant

I understand they can't spend their whole lives
rehashing old feelings from ten years ago,
Not valid anymore,
But to me those lyrics add meaning to my little life,
I think that I'm an overemotional bore

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Locust

I don't expect a response from you and I
won't try to elicit one,
I stroke your walls as I prowl along
they seem to be so strong,
Your windows are on their own, they are
letting in a steady blow,
I can hear the wings of the locust,
But it doesn't seem to matter much

I don't trust your corridors,
Why do I hear the timber groan?

I'm getting closer,
Hitting rooms no light has shown,
I like the fixtures,
I adore the woodwork,
I lay prone,
Making out faces in the plaster,
My fingers probing
the molding for a trigger

Volumes of polaroids
commemorate
nothing to speak of,
To speak of,
There are whole sections of this house
not on the floor plan,
And I will ransack 'til I find myself an entry

You can't afford to let me go on searching for a motive,
You've got to assure me,
Don't allow me to doubt,
Produce the passkey satisfy my suspicions,
Will you trick me to co-author your plans,
Elaborate plans

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Small Bills

My associates called,
They want small bills,
Roll me over and suck on my no good excuse

I'll teach you my judicial system,
Like you've never never been taught,
You have the right to remain there,
While I tell you exactly what you are

Did I catch you at a bad time?
You should know my voice by now,
I've got further instructions
I don't know what you'll do without

I've got a job to do here,
And I need a clear head,
You don't want to get me mad dear,
No use in calling in the feds

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Yellow Bellies

Make the sink a virgin genuflect and piss in it,
Worth all the seamy novelties we ripped off at the joke store,
We could be immortal the way we get away with it,
We ridicule the mannequins who come here just to look bored

Nicotine molested taste it on our fingertips,
Black tongue and vodka spit well,
Nicotine molested taste it on our fingertips,
Black tongue and vodka spit well,

Little yellow bellies
Little yellow bellies
Walking side by side,
Side by side

Welding up the air hole indicates we'd better go,
Kicked out of a trailer park unconcious in a shoe store,
We may be immortal the way we get away with it,
Proudly stolen cuts of meathemmorrhage on the counter top

We live and live

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One Day

It got to resembling
a vaudeville show,
The show of shows,
Such comedy unserpassed
as juvenile theatrics go,
But who am I to tell you
To contain yourself?
And who are you to
tell me to control it?
When we both have prepared
so carefully

One day,
You'll know we never
meant each other harm
in any way,
One day,
You'll know we never meant
each other sorrow,
Gotta keep my distance

I keep sifting
through the loot to
find the stairs,
This business burning
to the ground, I can't look back my
hindsight seems to be impared,
My outlook has no holds
to see out

It's starting to hurt
when I open my arms too wide,
A milky white haze
invades my vision,
My lungs are heavy with your presence
as if you were standing
right behind me,
And I can't bring myself
to turn around,
Gotta keep my distance

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Come Across

Please get in the car now,
Off of the embankment,
Orange from the halogen,
You look like a lunatic,
Not allowed to stop here,
You provoke the barbed wire,
Trespass onto corporate land,
Lynching what time we have left

I can see you from here
Let me come across,
We're lost upon the shoulder
I never was your atlas,
Tempted off the pavement
What can you accomplish?
I can see you from here
You're stalking down your anger,
Rows of newly broken earth
trip up your urban stagger,

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Idiot Lips

Coupling cling and brawl
coupling time to tell,
Sympathy there's no need
long as I can shut it up,
I don't get an explanation
furious complacency,
I don't have to tell you,
Nothing you don't know about yourself

Yeah I'm malevolent,
You are incompetent,
The smell in here is heaven scent,
Our love remains incontinent

Sympathy there's no need,
I know how to hurt another,
Did it systematically,
Furious complacency,
Long as I can spit and breathe
I deserve an explanation

Tell me with an anxious fist,
What you can't say with idiot lips,
I maintain that someone taught us this,
Beware of lovers bearing gifts

Pantomine above the din
'cause I cannot hear a thing,
We're so used to all the racket
that it seems like peace

Force yourself, cauterize,
Bum it shut I don't want an explanation,
Sympathy, there's no need
It seems like there's a force field around me
And I can't hear no,
I can't hear a thing

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Unlucky Lounge

Bad ventilation duration of a beer,
Commonplace shithouse drown my fear,
This whiskey goes down easy,
Smooth as a sow's ear,
Belly up suck another,
You're in the clear

Everyday deception,
Faking a motive,
A regular jokes
"This is where I live"
Apprasing each intruder,
One tipsy glimpse of them,
Loyal to a forgotten stratagen

Get on in,
Shake off the road,
Don't you know that
you're blocking the door?
Unlucky lounge,
Keeps her tables clean for you,
Forever darkness at noon

A vestige of some former
self saddles up slowly to the bar,
She recieves the news above,
Where the bottles stand,
At least in here you take
your luck wash it down with a beer,
You'll know soon enough,
Don't expect nothin' fancy here,
All you have is what we got

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Bad Seed

You thought that you could never love again,
But then I opened your heart,
Abusive man he terrorized I've seen
the hardness in your eyes,
Your trust has been ripped apart,
Beaten down with no defense,
Another bad experience,
Could you just give me a chance?
'Cause he is only one bad seed,
In all our our humanity...

Don't let him block our romance,
He created walls made of mistrust,
If you let us
we'll crush them into dust,
Leave his image to die in the past,
So you can love at last

Your face is etched the strain,
From long years of constant pain,
Let my love wash all those scars away,
And find a new love today

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Poor Infant

I refuse,
Refuse to weaken my will,
Adhered here glue to these neglected sheets,
Stranded on,
Abandoned on my own two feet,
Tenants of
occupants of indifferent streets

Oh poor infant,
You only took an instant,
But now you're soaking in it,
You're in for quite a ride,
My poor little
flopping on the griddle,
Still bloody
in the middle

Conjuring,
Coaxing out my bravest face,
Suffer through,
Careen through rooms of tired eyes,
Whining high,
Like an engine fed on spite,
Too much to take,
Too much luck,
I dump the clutch every time

Through the womb,
Into this mess with me,
It was no accident
I had to have some company,
Through the membrane
Out you came,
Reluctantly sure,
I bore you selflessly,
But I had to have some company,
company, company, company

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