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Lyrics to songs from "Beyond Repair"

highlow

Now try sayin' somethin' to me, I dare you

When I'm up this high, I can't even hear you

And I'm look look lookin' around

There's nothing here to be found

Except the birds in the sky with their wings

And the feathers everywhere

I'm lookin' by, I'm lookin' around

I'm lookin' down

All I see is an ant on the ground

I'm so high

I'm so low

 

Confyoused

I thought I was walking away from you

But I was in a room full of mirrors

There was love & hate in each one

And I was confused

What else could I do

But to say I refuse

To say "I do"

'Cause I seriously thought

That you would be amused

 

Burroughs Comes Out Of The Closet

I'm pulling the gun on you, Dear

Now whatchyou gonna do?

I'm aiming at you head, Honey

Sorry I didn't miss you, I don't miss you

But it's true: I was aiming, I swear I was aiming

For the martini glass, not you

I swear, Joan, I was aiming

For the martini glass, not you

 

4 Days In A Row

It's starting to get to me

When she opens up her eyes

In the morning, I can't believe

She's still by my side

47. It was like this yesterday

And the day before

If she's here again tomorrow

That'll make it four

4 days in a row

That's the longest I've ever gone

And it's the longest I'll ever go

(repeat)

Because I need to play my guitar

 

3 Inches

3 inches 3 inches 3 inches 3 inches 3 inches

I want always to be only 3 inches from you

To be able to touch you by simply moving a finger

I want always to be only 3 inches from my destination

When my destination is you

Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do

But you moved back to Idaho

And I'm sad and I miss you, but

I just can't follow you there

Even though it's only 3 inches on a map

Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do

 

Black Cowboy Has An Eyelash Wink For You

I'm sitting here again with my plastic water gun

It makes me feel warm and happy melting in the sun

This is a stick-up man, stand still

Or I'll bore you to death with more horrible swill

It comes from my mind, I don't know how to stop it

Floods out of my mouth, spills to the floor and you mop it

Could see a shrink, but I'd rather think

Thoughts like the above

'Cause Black Cowboy Has An Eyelash Wink For You

Means I love you

 

Another Victim

It's clear to me like a bright silver Liberace jacket

You never loved me at all

I don't hold you in my arms, but I hold you responsible

You changed my life from light to dark

From smart to art

I hold you in contempt in the court of my heart

Won't you ever stop beat beat beating me?

Bleed bleed bleed bleed bleeding me?

Let me stop stop stop stop needing you

So my eyes can see other than black and blue

And I can get on with my life, find another victim

And start anew

Well, I'm finally through giving in to your sexy lies

Can't picture your face, but I remember your thighs

Like the back of the hand that finally pushed you away

I find myself in a panic waiting for the day

That I'll find a replacement for you

So they can start beat beat beat beating me

Please please please please bleed me

I need someone who needs someone

To make their life black and blue

Let me make a victim out of you

Then we'll break each other

And break up and start anew

 

Pink Floyd

A Saucerful Of Secrets and Ummagumma

I never understood your songs, Roger

I never understood yours, Syd

Well, at least you liked mine

Yes, I did, I thought they were fine

But wait, why don't you dig on my music?

It really took a lot of time

I guess it seemed you were trying

too hard to be strange like me,

without actually suffering mentally

Let's ask Ken what he thinks

I'd rather listen to the laughter of a madcap

Than visit either side of the moon

The Waters rose too high for too long

And The Piper checked out too soon

But I love the both of you

You bring infinite joy to my life

And I'll try to reach the heights that Roger did

Sometimes it's hard to believe I'd even dare it

I'll probably end up another Syd Barrett

 

Frankie Machine

Dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer

Dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer

Landing in a sewer of filth, I see

You're always there waiting for me

Always a "friend" when I'm in need

A needle in a haystack indeed

Healer healer healer healer healer healer healer

Healer healer healer healer healer healer healer

There's nothing wrong with the holes in my skin

They're always being filled by him

Don't worry what's going on inside

The only place that's left to hide

Dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer

Healer healer healer healer healer healer healer

Dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer dealer

Healer healer healer healer healer healer healer

 

A Spy On The Inside

I hate all of my "friends"

The ones in my head

They stay up late when I go to bed

They drink, smoke, and curse the atmosphere

I'm trying to get straight, please get out of here

Chorus:

I've got a spy on the inside

He's hip to the scene

He tells me what they do

While I'm asleep

I'm no longer afraid when I'm awake

They're the ones whose lives are at stake

See, I'm a gonna get better or I'm a goner

Chorus

I ain't gonna pay no late fee

Disintegrate these "friends"--finally free

Now I've got some space to rent

Tore up the lease and kicked out my "friends"

Pack yr things up, my new roommate

And move on in before it gets too late

The longer you wait, the sooner I'll realize

That it was actually ME all along that I hate

 

The Way To Start A Song

Tasting the roof of my mouth

I remember you were here last night

That's the way to start a song

But how can I end it?

When you never stick around

To help me out

 

I.E. Absent

Cream and blood I love someone

Who lives somewhere far from my home

She's not alone, she's comforted by someone

Who's name I don't want to know

I'm happier than him, though

I'm happier, I'm happier alone

'Cause no one's a fork in my road

Nobody tells me anything I don't know

Nobody tells me anything at all

They're both gonna get fat

And I'm gonna get tall

Sarah, you're the perfect girlfriend

I.e. absent

Absent and easy to love

 

Control Me

Lips camouflaged by the sparks in your eyes

You spoke a new language that hid true thoughts

And the water appeared to be wine

But I was blind

A bag of beauty for time to chip away on

But underneath a dark rust grows strong

You never knew what to say when I said, "I want you"

Except that I was a plagiarist

So how about "need," what about "love"?

Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you

A guillotine suspended above

To control me, to control me

Please come and control me

Control me, control me

There's too much danger in letting me roam free

Control me control me control me control me...

If I lose control, you'll never forget me

 

JONI MITCHELL

I wish I had a Joni Mitchell

To teach me how to write good songs

I think we think alike

Yes, I think we'd get along

Up there, on my roof, underneath the stars

We could talk about how lucky we are to own guitars

Yes, I wish I had a Joni Mitchell

I think I'd enjoy a Joni Mitchell

Everybody needs a Joni Mitchell

And Joni needs a friend

 

Criminal Minded

Criminal minded

You stand behind it

I peak under the iron curtain

And it parts my heart

Criminal minded

I was blinded

By the spikes from yr failed crucifixion

You weren't interested in my non-fiction

So I wrote you out of my life

Criminal minded

Were you binded

By school, work and my unnatural dependency

Or is it just yr natural tendency

To flee the scene of a crime

With yr criminal mind

Yeah, whoo! Criminal minded

I don't mind it

If we end up handcuffed together

In an 8X10 forever

That would be sublime

We could pick each other's criminal mind

And see what we find

Yeah, whoo!

Everyone's a criminal

 

Wednesday

Sneaking a glance at Quasimoto

I'm reminded that today is Wednesday

Gotta get up, get up, get over that hump

Get up, get up, get out of that slump

 

Muddy Waters

Dirt is piling piling up in to my ears

A river is running out out of my eyes

It's Muddy Waters all around

Glue is pumpin' thick through my veins

Dust builds on the inside of my brain

When you find out I have drowned

Just know that it was to your island I was bound

Mud is gonna be rising soon

Mud is good to weigh down your microscopic thought balloons

 

Smashed

I'm trash, pick me up

But don't throw me away

I could be valuable some day

I'm smashed, pick me up

Don't forget one piece

One day I'll be the sliver stuck in your feet

 

Can't You Do Anything?

Climbing to the top of the ladder, I'm gonna fall

Won't remember the heights I reached at all

Can't you do anything right? (repeat)

Can't you do anything right but crawl?

 

Guitar Lesson Lindsay

"everything is just right

when you glimpse the light

of the eye of every burning ember

that holds the souls that pass in out of yr life"

I can do a bad Morrissey impression

But you can't feel like me

You can't sing bad

In my book, nothing you do is wrong

But if you lived a millions years

You couldn't write thissss...

Please don't leave me, Lindsey

Even though I'm not sure how to spell your name

I try to impress, but it ends up a mess

And they always move away

I'm deep in distress with a scrap of your dress

And the memory of an evening

When we tried to be more than friends

Oh, if it's not too late, maybe we could try again

What are you doing right now?

What do you do when you get home from the club

Take a hot bath, do you need your feet rubbed?

'Cause I could be the man for the job

Your apartment says you're a slob

But your clothes say you're clean

And my eyes say I'm keen on a girl

Who can teach me how to play guitar...better

Which will make this a better world

Not that I need a girl to teach me

I mean, I can do it myself

Not that I can't write a song for you to see through

And realize what this is really about

Hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey

What do you say, Guitar Lesson Lindsey?

 

A Moment Of Bliss

Gettin' the hiccups

Gettin' the hiccups

Gettin' the hiccups

While having sex

Gettin' the hiccups

Gettin' the hiccups

Gettin' the hiccups

A moment of bliss

Because she likes me like this

Erotic and foolish, I could ruin it

If I weren't so damn sexy

Upside down, let me drink you

Hold my breath....and continue

See? Gettin' the hiccups isn't so bad

Any other time, I'd have gotten mad

But now I'll remember the moment forever

Or, at least, until it happens again

Maybe next time I'll get a cramp

And we'll see what happens then

 

Acid Rain

If the rain wasn't wet, would I be so sad?

If it were tiny balls of plastic, would it be so bad?

If the drops were red and heart-shaped

I'd catch them on the tip of my tongue

And share this little gift with you

To prove that we're still young

But life's not like that

You can keep that acid out of my mouth

I've had it with this climate

It's time we headed south

But if the sun prevents you from joining me

Then I guess I'm gonna have to stay

I'd rather be with you and the rain

Than alone with the sun any day

Lysergic, we can stay inside

No need to change our clothes

But we can change our minds

And the rain will be the only sane

Thing we can feel anymore

 

A Shadow Of Hope

A conscience: I don't have one

Unconscious: I am a phantom

A haunted house without a soul to spook you

A graveyard at midnight, a little too quiet

A witchdoctor when he's lost his voodoo

A ruined city, but no sign of a riot

When they bury me, they'll be burying bones

I've already traveled beyond your earthly time zones

So fire up your rocket, and aim for a shadow of hope

Robin Hitchcock, Syd Barrett, Roky Erickson, Julian Cope

 

The Exorcist

I need to exercise my mind at times

I need to exorcise, exorcise

Sometimes it's hard to notice a friend

When you exorcise, you're alone

So maybe I should just let the Devil win

 

Kenny, Sr.

Kenny, you're the root of it

You're the reason I regret

Being brought in to this world

I am ready to give up

I can't believe that I was spilled

From your overfilling cup

Was your life so unfulfilled?

You had to fill a void

You ran away from a teenage girl

Are you glad now that it was a boy?

Gun...shot...here...

 

I Love Syd Barrett

I love songs by Tom T. Hall

Summer in to Fall

My girl when she is tired

And Wire

I love beer in frosted mugs

Overfriendly hugs

Motorcycle thugs

And sweaters

I love looking at tomorrow

Without seeing sorrow

Walking in the rain

And vinyl

I love stupid silly songs

Repetitiveness

Sleeping until noon

Repetitiveness

The moon

I love staring in to space

Whiskey with a chase

Rooms above antique stores

And whores

And I love Syd Barrett!

And I don't care who hears it!

And I'd love to shout it!

No doubt about it!

And just one more thing!

That I want to say!

Before I finish this song!

Is that I love long endings!

 

My Psychiatrist Has Failed

Something's going on with my stereo

It only plays psychedelic songs

The neighbors are wearing rose colored glasses

My family thinks there's something wrong

They can't hear what's in my head

I opened it up and blinded friends

There's too much light

To let life end

My television makes my eyes sore

Halts the visionary mind

You stop looking for anything new

When you find what makes you blind

But I'm not the perfect mate for you

I trip when I follow nonsensical speakers

My speakers are blown and ecstatic

Lyrics are easy when you're sick

Patch me up like a broken guitar

Feed me to your amplifier heart

Strum me 'til I come back for more

Throw me in the fire, burn off my warts

My psychiatrist has failed (repeat)

 

forgiveness

I killed a person who couldn't love

Did them a favor, sent them above

While I remain in the world

The angels will rescue that poor girl

But I'm no better, I care too much

I use affection as a crutch

I don't want to ever die

Now that I met you, you let me cry

In your arms, and you forgive

You forgive me for your broken mirror

My scarred chest, my fear

My gray hair, my aging face

You kiss the bruises when I fall from grace

If only I could forgive myself

I wouldn't need anyone else

 

Fragile, Safe and Small

Vomit, I'll hold your hair

Fragile, safe and small

Break me and fix me with a stare

My advice is to you all

A glass of cement and I am full

A glance to the right in a darkened bar

I'm not afraid to say you can pull

The hostaged thoughts from a man at war

A crispy, thoughtful man of the world

Once told me I could find the cure

By simply smiling at a girl

Without blinking or acting demure

So I tried this and fell flat on my face

Another example of my "art"

If you look hard, you can trace

The blood as it ran from my heart

 

I'll Hold Your Breath

I was caught in her web, her internet

Surprising, how she got her hooks in me

Said I was the biggest she'd landed yet

But there's so many of us left in the sea

Eventually we all get gutted

It's just a matter of time

The ocean looks diamond studded

The tide rises and the salmon climb

A man walks upon the water

Millions follow and slowly sink

Poseidon presents his daughter

Atlantis is just a drink

Away from a blue Heaven

Away from a watery grave

Away from losing our lungs

I'll hold your breath, it's you I'm tring to save

I'd pawn a diamond necklace for some underwater moonlight

A wave of mutilation turns the day into night

Tired of treading, gonna beach myself

Missed me with your net, get your boat off the shelf

And into deeper water

There are whalers out there, looking to slaughter

But I've managed to dodge every harpoon

Waiting for you (X3)

Please come and stick me soon

 

Whatever Happened To My Rock 'N' Roll (Punk Girl)?

She's becoming prog

And I'm still punk

But we both have hearts of gold

Let's stick together, add some funk

And create a whole new mold

But if it doesn't work out

There's an easy solution to that

You keep the Yes, I'll take The Germs

And we'll split up Adam Ant

Shes' got a new boyfriend

And a new record collection

It all started when we'd go to Amoeba

And end in different sections

But that's alright, 'cause if we can't share music

Then we shouldn't be together

What are we supposed to talk about?

Politics? Weather?

I mean, fuck Genesis, you bitch!

What the Hell happened to you?

You got your arms around King Crimson

But I remember you used to love Husker Du

 

Kill Yr Parents

This monster's invisible

You can't hide

If you see him you die (X3)

And I can't fight it

Or even try

If I do, he'll just multiply

Swing at the air if you must, you wretched fuck

As blood drips from nowhere--his hidden fangs

You'll pray for one quick final blow

And I'll laugh, what else can I do?

If I turn on him, I'll be dead, too

One of us must stick around for the song to end

The saucers will land soon

And I'll climb aboard with my new friend

Fly off to new worlds

While yr just red 'n' white on brown on blue

Should've joined us

There's no Heaven in science fiction movies

I like thinking out loud

Watching my thoughts run around

Sharing them with the spirits in this abandoned house

Good ghost was abandoned spouse

'Cause bad ghost wanted slave

Arguments create little dark ones

To sleep beside shallow graves

Never found out what they could've been (X2)

Now they're lost in the Devil's maze

Enveloped in retribution

Revenge is a solution, America says 'n' sighs

Don't fool yourself into thinking there are little white lies!

And get yr head outta the oven

You've got people coming over, be polite!

You oughta know by now, anything goes

If you suck as a musician, call yourself an artist

If you write shitty songs, call them abstract

If yr suicidal, kill yr parents--2 birds with one stone

You've proven the fact: Yr better off alone

Something is growing in the back of my throat

The drawbridge is opening over the moat

Four horsemen are racing in to the valley...

 

Psychedelic Landscape

I'm moving on to a psychedelic landscape

Come on with me now, whatchu really got at stake?

We can be happy in a psychedelic landscape

A pat on the back and a warminfriendly handshake

Have you ever been to a psychedelic landscape?

Everyone's free, so nobody tryin' to escape

We're all friends in a psychedelic landscape

Womeninmen walking nakedinwithout shame

Until we tame our electric surges

We'll have to give in to our animal uges

And speed on towards that colorful place

I will guide you through the haze

'Cause I'm already livin' in a psychedelic landscape

I know you'll show up soon, you've been just runnin' a little late

Time stands still in a psychedelic landscape

So there's no hurry, I got things to do while I wait

No more hang-ups

No more headaches

No more hang-ups

No more headaches

 

Little Train

I brought myself back down to the ground

With what used to get me high

Oh, how ironic

Guess I'll have to keep on trying

IthinkIcanIthinkIcanIthinkIcanIthinkIcan

 

Morphine

I need to get up

Grab my guitar

Morph in to a magician

And play my song

Slipping sideways in to daydream

A shadowy figure, fuzzy at the edges

My life is ripping slowly at the seams

There has to be a better way to catch his

Attention!

Mr. Invisible

I need more of yr magic thrill

They'll all say, "What happened to this

kid is tragic," 'til they find the morphine in his...

Scrape off some dust

From yr mind paved with gold

And sprinkle it on my soul

Too hilarious, the two of us

Tangled hair and furrowed brow

We practice our vowels

 

Don't Marry Mother

"Don't marry mother," I said to a coffee can

"You'll end up in the Ku Klux Klan"

"Don't marry mother," I said to the Ku Klux Klan

"You'll end up in a coffee can"

Don't marry mother

Don't marry mother

Don't marry mother

There are plenty ofthers

'Cause mothers are mothers

and girls are girls

and boys are boys

and sons are lovers

Oh no!

"Don't marry mother," I said to a coffee can

"You'll end up in the Ku Klux Klan"

"Don't marry mother," I said to the Ku Klux Klan

"You'll end up in a coffee can"

Don't marry mother

A mother will smother

The flames of desire

And you'll be in dire

Need of a girl

To rescue the boy

Who can build a new fire

And burn up his toys

But I'm sure you will do something wrong

You'll lose the girl and end up with mother

You should've listened a little closer

To you're own song

Bad Trip

(no lyrics, just words)

 

Sensitive Eyes

Your tyranny keeps the tears in me

You've imprisoned my soul

And the monkey on my back

Won't fetch me the key

Hard to ignore a greasy paw

Speckled with tiny drops of blood

And nibble bite marks on your ear

A country road, a desert island

A hidden wormhole in the vast universe

Is where my ability to think has disappeared

A hardwood floor, a paper plate

A banana peel is what you stand on

When you want to slip between

The overlapping gentle waves of time

A queer way to go:

She locked herself inside her icebox

Expired with the milk

Like a dull robot, like a cancelled check

Like a psychiatrist's trick

That makes you think you're sick

But she ain't crazy

And neither am I[?]

We just have very sensitive eyes

They've dried out our lives

 

Scantron Mind

Analog to digital

You're no longer physical

Grown cold

Moved on without me

I couldn't change to keep abreast

My #2 is fading fast

Guess that I have failed yr test

My marks not strong enough to last

On yr scantron mind

I remember you were kind

Sad eyed, soulful, and lonely

But now you got a million "friends" on the net

It was better when we were the only

Ones to laugh at our jokes

Now it's time to get fishing myself

Or continue to get poked

By the hook that you left on my line

I don't like to think you were a waste of my time

But you were

 

Ghosts

Ahhhh...the smoke comes in

And I don't know what happened

Happened to the boy with dreams and aspirations

Must've been an apparition

I don't believe in ghosts

 

My Mind On You

It's hard to stop habits

It's hard to stop blowing to bits

My mind on you

My mind on you

It's confused and it can't wait

Forgets the difference 'tween love and hate

My mind on you

My mind on you

I'm sure you haven't got a clue

But I got my mind on you

Right noooooww!

And it's haaaaarrd!

Right noooooww!

It's hard to stay silent and still

Can't spell violence without love and I'm ill

When I got my mind on you

When I got my mind on you

There's nothing I won't do

When I got my mind on you

Steal, murder, take the latest concoction

Might as well put my head up for auction

When I'm feeling this way at night

Cut and bruised from a drunken fight

With myself over you

I gotta get away from you

When I got my mind on you

I gotta get away from you

Right now!

 

Through The Slot Of The Front Door To

The Universe I Am Tossed: Junk Mail

White hot, I never pretended to be

Coal black inside is me

Pretentious curiousity

Lives surrounded by circumspect reality

The mail will be delivered

Let it rain down from the Heavens

Ahh Ahhh, Ahh Ahhh stamps litter the streets

Ahh Ahhh, Ahh Ahhh

Ahh Ahhh, Ahh Ahhh

La la la la la la

La la la la la la

Ba ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba ba

Ooooh ooooh, etc....(all together in heavenly voices of insanity and doom)

 

Bored To Death

Bored to death

I'm bored by thee

Bored to death

You're boring me

Bored to death

Bury me

(repeat)

Along the gutter I spy an eye

The realization: we'll all die

An empty socket never cries

Laughing people without lives

In darkness you grow to despise

Envious of living lies

Bored to death

I'm bored by thee

Bored to death

You're boring me

Bored to death

Bury me

The American ritual moves on

The American ritual moves on

The American ritual

The death of individual

The American ritual

The death of individual

A hard and old, hollowed throat

A crusty, urine-infested coat

A sea of filth, a wayward boat

 

You Thought You Were Alone

Well, I scampered quietly in to the room

So I could see what you do

What you do when yr alone in yr house

You thought you were alone

But I was the mouse

And I was watching you

I was taking notes

But I'm not ashamed of what you do

Cause now I've grown up and I do it, too

I don't mind what I saw

Cause don't we all

Now that I am older, I no longer see

What you do when yr not with me

It's hard to be a man in love

And leave you to yr privacy

To do the things you do

Even though I do it, too

I wouldn't mind if you were watching me

So why do you run when you find me in yr room?

What do you think yr gonna do with that broom?

 

Nothing From No One

It's hard to keep coming here

To the one that wants nothing from no one

Though she's here tonight

Tommorrow she'll want nothing from no one

I go there to try to make her see

I return alone at the end of the night

She doesn't need a ride

She doesn't need a light

She doesn't need me

She says she needs to live her life

So what exactly the fuck does that mean?

If I fell to the floor, offered my heart

She'd pick me up, say, "You've gone too far.

It's not you, it's me. Why this can't happen is a mystery.

I have to have my misery."

And she knows I love her for that

That makes me want her more

She knows that makes me want her more

That fucking "NO"

That fucking "NO" is the worst

I love her, she loves misery

That's my fucking curse

She thinks that she has little to offer

But all I want is something softer

Than these bottles lined up around me

Emptied to drown in

Broken to bleed

Oh, who am I to think I'm better than you?

I'm in love with misery, too

Female vocal: If I found someone to love me

I think I would go insane

And force them to try and save me

That's just the way I am

That's just the way I am

Male vocal: That's just the way I am

That's just the way I am

Male & Female vocal: That's just the way I am

That's just the way I am

 

Nothing From Me

Sha Boom Ka Boom Ka boom,

Sha Boom Ka Boom

Sha Boom Ka Boom Ka boom,

Sha Boom Ka Boom

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

If she wants nothing from no one

She'll get nothing from me

It's the least that I could give her

Look what she's given to me

If I were successful, and she was my girl

These songs wouldn't come so naturally

So continuously, proficiently

Pouring out of me and in to the world

You'll get nothing from me, World

She wanted nothing, so you'll get nothing

Won't have to deal with me anymore, World

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Sha Boom Ka Boom Ka boom,

Sha Boom Ka Boom

She wants nothing form no one

She wants nothing from me

If I had it my way,

I'd give her what she needs

Before the world goes

Sha Boom Ka Boom Ka boom,

Sha Boom Ka Boom

And I go

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na

Sha Boom Ka Boom Ka boom,

Sha Boom Ka Boom

Sha Boom Ka Boom Ka boom,

Sha Boom Ka Boom

 

The Ghosts Of Moths

The ghosts of moths are keeping me awake

Fluttering in my head

Causing me to shake

Luring me to their light

I gotta think of a sweater

I gotta get better please

To get rid of them, I'm gonna have to sneeze

 

Ahem

Memories of mammaries

My mother fed life to me

But when I look below the neck

At girls, I'm looking at their feet

As they walk away from me

 

Parkingsins Disease

People have to fill in the spaces

When they talk to me

It's just like parking

A sin

Disease

 

Snake Charmer

Unbeknownst to the charmer

The snake has charmed you

Unbeknownst to the charmer

The snake has charmed you

And we both get bitten

We both get bitten...

 

A Guided By Voices Song

Michael's a magnet for

Bleeding heart and

Boring sand witches

Driving's easy

With Sleazy

And April shower's ignore

Catchphrase and Caulfield

Our golden child awakes

From nightmare

Sinking ships of disease

Screams head for the shore

 

Warning Signs

If the ground moves beneath you

When you kiss

It's because some one's watching above

God doesn't want you to fall in love

 

Don't Dine With The Devil

Don't accept a beverage from Beelzebub

It'll burn a hole in yr soul

If I had something to offer you, I would

Don't dine with The Devil

He overcooks everything

If you can settle for a salad, you probably should

Satan's a deceiver

You will get no gravy

Instead of mashed potatos

He will mash yr toes

The Devil's not a master chef

God won't do yr dishes

Toss a million coins

But you'll never get yr wishes

Don't make friends

Don't make friends

Don't make friends with immortals

(repeat)

But don't laugh at the man

Who thinks that he can

Don't chortle at the one

Who keeps a place behind the sun

That's the clone of Jesus

Trying to feed us

Like a twitching fetus

 

Mentally Challenged

Mentally challenged

But I always come out on top

Because I let music take over my life

Over my love for you

And now I'm a superstar

Pile the powder high on top of my plate

Open up the window sky and show me to my chair

Where I can sit and look down at my enormous feet

And drool thick rain on the non-believers

The inexperienced, who lack the mental grip holds

To climb to the furthest gaseous globule

Floating inside of their mind

It took an eye drop of his celestial lake

And a year in bed to find beauty

A carpenter can show you his shed

But I have a higher duty

When you come back, we'll hold hands in a fountain

Our pores sharing what our mouths can't explain

Love is simple, love is harmful

If you don't learn to do it correctly

And hate is a nest of gnats

Getting in yr eyes where truth hides

It's a battle just to look in a mirror

Look out, what's coming up behind you

 

Biography

"In and out of mental institutions"

I think will be used

To describe the 2nd half of my life

He did this, he did that

He did this, he did that

He did this, he did that

He did this, he did that


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