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B i o g r a p h y
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When you hand over your money for a concert ticket, what are you really paying for: some idea of the performer you've gleaned from gazing longingly at album covers and compulsively clicking YouTube videos, or the performer as they choose to express themselves on that given day? Is the consumer entitled to a certain expectation of the performance — a satisfaction-guaranteed procession of "the hits"— or should the artist interpret the fan's investment as a vote of confidence, that the fan is willing to follow their every whim? In other words, is the customer really king, relegating the artist to the role of a court jester whose sole purpose is to entertain on demand? Or does the artist, elevated up on the stage and paid for the privilege, still dictate the terms of the contract? For Metric frontwoman Emily Haines, all these questions came to a head on the evening of March 30, 2008 at the Phoenix Concert Theatre in Toronto. She was all set to perform the sombre piano-based ballads that comprised the two releases from her solo venture, The Soft Skeleton: Knives Don't Have Your Back and What Is Free To a Good Home? — much of which were written following a time of great sadness and personal loss. But having performed those songs so many times since Knives' September 2006 release, Haines had an epiphany during that Phoenix show — she didn't want to be sad anymore. And she didn't want to play those songs. So, about 40 minutes into the show, she stopped "Dr. Blind" mid-verse and said just that: "I don't want to play these songs anymore." Instead, she spent the next half hour talking to her fans, encouraging them to join her at the piano on stage and, for the grand finale, pulling a kid from the audience for an impromptu duet on Metric's "Live It Out." She was up for anything — except playing those songs. Some disappointed Soft Skeleton fans in the crowd probably thought the show was a trainwreck. But for Haines herself, it was about getting her mind back on track — to the business of completing Metric's long-awaited fourth album, Fantasies. "Writing for me comes from a process of trying to piece things together," says Haines. "The function of music in my life is to help me understand what the hell is happening. This new record was about ending the fragmentation of my existence. Everything in the world right now — all the technology, the way we listen to music or watch films — everything has changed so much in my lifetime. People are allowed to have multiple identities — you're somebody online, you're somebody else in public — in multiple dimensions, scattered across the world… I wanted to bring all that into one place, one band, one record… I want to be one person."

But in order to come together, Metric first had to drift apart. After touring non-stop between 2003's breakthrough release Old World Underground, Where Are You Now? and 2005's frenzied follow-up Live It Out, the four members of Metric sought sanctuary in sideline pursuits — Haines threw herself into the Soft Skeleton and took a soul-cleansing sojourn to Argentina; guitarist/co-founder Jimmy Shaw built a neighborhood recording facility, Giant Studio, on Toronto's burgeoning Ossington Avenue strip with his neighbor Sebastian Grainger; while the Oakland, California-based rhythm section of bassist Joshua Winstead and drummer Joules Scott-Key toured their own garage-rock offshoot, Bang Lime. "We didn't have a moment where we stopped," says Haines. "When I look back at the touring, it really was like 300 days a year for those three years [between 2003 and 2006]. After that, I thought if we went straight into recording the next album right away we would end up just writing about being in a band on the road because that's all we had experienced. We had to reconnect with our humanity first." Says Shaw: "We allowed this record to take a year and a half whereas for Live It Out we didn't let it take more than 10 weeks. We just allowed it to take its own process, and whatever that process was going to be, it was going to be, and we were relaxed about it. We wrote when we could — we would get together for a month and then take a couple months to do our own personal shit again." Formed in Toronto but, at various times, based in Montreal, London, New York and L.A., Metric boasts the sort of history that requires one of those connect-the-dots redlined maps you see in an Indiana Jones movie — and the story of Fantasies is no different. First stop: Bear Creek, located outside Seattle, Washington. "The four us went out into the woods as a band with no expectations and did whatever we wanted" Haines recalls. "We were coming from London so it was a serious contrast - it felt like we had left civilization and all that mattered was music again. We wrote a lot of songs there including 'Gimme Sympathy', 'Collect Call'… and 'Black Sheep', which isn't on the album 'cause it has a life of its own. When I listen to the finished record, I feel like all its warmth comes from that place in the woods." In their recent episode of the Bruce McDonald-produced IFC documentary series, The Rawside Of…, Metric can be seen performing these songs in stripped-down, acoustic versions, and following the taut, barb-wired rock of Live It Out, it would've made total sense for the band to pursue a simple, back-to-basics approach further. But as the scene shifted over the course of 2007 and 2008 — back to Toronto and then New York, with Haines' Argentina retreat in between — so too did the shape of the album. And through rigorous road-testing of the new songs, the mercurial material gradually solidified into a singular sound.

"We toured the new songs a lot," Shaw says, "because you might play something 30 times live before you start to realize, 'Why did I get bored every single time I got to the second verse?' and 'Why does the ending always suck?' The songs went through a lot of surgery, and we really feel like we sculpted them and got the best out of them. I felt like I could hear the sound of the whole thing in my head — it was really big and really dreamy. There were images of chasing invisible butterflies and pterodactyls coming out of their shells and flying off prehistoric cliffs. The sound of the record was more based on the idea of soaring pterodactyls than on that of another band, or some '70s sound.
Adds Haines, "For me, the major influences on the record were the places we wrote it: Bear Creek, this utopian farmhouse studio, and then our own studio in Toronto, which definitely brought in the electro, dance and rock elements because the city feels so good right now and so many of our musician friends were around. And then for me, being in Buenos Aires, most of the songs I brought to this record came out of being in exile with just a piano and a guitar. And then in the final stages, mixing at Electric Lady in NYC brought everything around to where we first met Josh and Joules." But Fantasies is not so much about where Metric has been as where it takes you. While Haines' missives from inside the VIP room (as cutting as ever on motorik rockers "Gold Guns Girls" and "Front Row") would suggest the titular Fantasies are of the unattainable (or even undesirable) variety, the album's gilded surfaces and textural density — a heady amalgam of psychedelia, disco, electronic and rock — supports Shaw's assertion that the title is meant to evoke a certain "dream state" quality. And no song better encapsulates the utter surreality of dreaming — that peculiar combination of bliss and terror — than Fantasies' massive glam-rockin' closer "Stadium Love," a song meant to be heard in the building it's named after, but whose candy-coated "ooh-ooh-ie-ooh" chorus just might distract you from all the crazy shit happening during the verses in between.

Haines explains: "I had just gotten back from Coachella, and I walked into the studio and noticed on the bulletin board that Joules had written 'spider vs bat,' i think he had been obsessively watching all these National Geographic animals-fighting-each-other-videos in his hotel room. For me, that phrase triggered an entire narrative that was about a gladiator-style enormo-dome where everything turns in on itself, with every form of aggression on display for spectators: monster trucks ramming into each other, bull fighting, sweaty men wrestling. And then you have these animals completely disconnected from the logic of their natural habitat, so you have a swan pecking the shit out of an elephant and pigs biting the necks out of tigers, and bats attacking spiders. And then in the seats, the spectators are kicking the shit out of each other too. There's this completely blurred line between spectator and participant, and we're all trapped in this fucked up Noah's Ark. The images came to me all at once, and I wrote the lyrics on the spot." And so an album that began its life as an acoustic jam session in the bucolic woods outside Seattle ends in a cartoon orgy of bloodshed in some mythical arena that exists in the darkest recesses of Emily Haines' mind. Each extreme represents a fantasy in their own right: the ideal of hermetic artistic purity versus the spectacle of excess and decadence. Being yourself versus being what they want you to be. Emily Haines stared down these very polarities on her own that night at the Phoenix, but with Fantasies, Metric are now free to define their reality on their own terms. So when, amid the daydream electro of "Gimme Sympathy," Haines invokes that age-old existential dilemma — "Who would you rather be: The Beatles or The Rolling Stones?" — it's only because she already knows the answer: neither.

Flooding the room two by two
From the womb to the holiday
There is no holiday

First double cross her heart
He wants to start a family
Needing something to go on

If she weren't writing in blood
She'd bring him her jokes
A new liver and a shovel for the mud
If he were not knee deep in mud
He'd bring her his drugs
He'd get her a typewriter

If this is the life
Why does it feel so good to die today
Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

If this is the life
Why does it feel so good to die today
Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

First double cross her heart
He wants to start a family
She always thought she would not

If she weren't writing in blood
She'd bring him her jokes
A new liver and a shovel for the mud
If he were not knee deep in mud
He'd bring her his drugs
He'd get her a typewriter

If this is the life
Why does it feel so good to die today
Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

First double cross her heart
He wants to start a family
Her body is the baby

If this is the life
Why does it feel so good to die today
Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

If this is the life
Why does it feel so good to die today
Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

Blue to grey
Grow up and blow away

Wipe it up you're capable
Of putting back
A few when you have to
Memorize the history
Of your body like a virgin
Ladies night, Eighties night
The kids get high and eat TV
So do we, for Halloween
I want to be Lenny Bruce

I want them to hate
I want them to hate
I want them to hate
I want them to hate me
So you can love me on the sly

My old flame broke the twelve bar blues
Just to prove he could
He pays the airline DJ's now
He is everywhere

I want them to hate
I want them to hate
I want them to hate
I don't feel so far away from you lately
Love me on the sly

Fill me in on horrible
How much is there
Where else can I live
The dirty sugar factory
On the water, on the water
Should smell sweet

I want them to hate me
I want them to hate me
I don't feel so far away from you lately
Love me on the sly

I want them to hate me
I want them to hate me
I don't feel so far away from you lately
Love me on the sly

I want them to hate me
I want them to hate me
I don't feel so far away from you lately
Love me on the sly

Torture Me

Get the rope
Tie me to the bedpost
'Cause I can't find
Within myself
The happy host
If I find
My piece of mind
Torture me
If I seem
Too serene
Torture me

Torture me
With all I've wanted
Torture me
Hit me with the way they're flaunted
With all I've wanted
When I am surrounded
Torture me
Torture me with all I've wanted
Torture me
Torture me with all I've wanted

Bring me meat
Bring me fire
One backless strapless
Copper thread gown
Kiddy kiddy catch one
Bring turpentine
I can't stand by
High streets that fight the bland
I've got to bite the hand

Torture me
With all I've wanted
Torture me
Hit me with the way they're flaunted
With all I've wanted
When I am surrounded
Torture me
Torture me with all I've wanted
Torture me with all I've wanted
Torture me with all I've wanted
Torture me
Hit me with the way they're flaunted
When I am surrounded
Torture me
Torture me with all I've wanted
Torture me with all I've wanted
Torture me
Torture me with all I've wanted
When I am surrounded
When I am surrounded
When I am surrounded

Square in the face
Sony spacecraft
Hovering over like a third eye
Why am I hovering over myself

I'm flipping out in the magazine neighborhood
It's just like everybody said you would be greased

I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms

We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally

But when we started walking
I was in the nineteen fourties
Simplified the politics
Marveled at the architecture
You were off on camera
Gathering the setting sun
The red brick building tops
Finally it almost seemed authentic
As we headed further west
Into the worst, out of the best
Magazine neighborhood
We saw tall trees
And public enemies

I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms

We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight
Open up and spend the night

We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight
Open up and spend the night in parkdale

Raw Sugar

Sort of wonder why
No one said a word
Don't you like it on the sly
Don't you like it 'till it hurts
Have I been on your mind
What's a voice without a song
Something in your head
You've been fighting all the long

I don't want to say it
The news is not so good
We'll never get away
And even if we could
We'd just play the tambourine
Around an open flame
Oversleep and burn
To be back in the game

'Cause summer never comes
Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

No I'm not complaining
Yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wish bone
Match the lips to the purse
Neighborhood's a runway
Fry the ass and thighs
Dirty diamond dealers
Pushed behind the ire's

And summer never comes
Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Still I wear the red dress
Paint my toes and twirl
Take it back to old times
Back when I was still a girl
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys
Cootchie Cootchie Coo
Sort of wonder why
I missed a kiss for you

'Cause summer never comes
Same black day
High rise grave
Winter never comes
Summer never comes
Summer never comes
Summer never comes

The Twist

We were too wasted to close the window
Friends and family looking in to my only hiding place
The rhythm of a strangers skin

Infidel to die for
What I am doing
Will happen in the morning
When the mirror won't recognize me

He holds a certain gesture
When we're loving to ask each other
Do you want it
Do you want me
I want it, it is you
You are where I want to be

Who is he
Oh
Why would I
Do
Hitch a ride
The
I can drive
Twist
Who is she
Oh
Why would I
Do
Hitch a ride
The
When I can drive
Twist

Somebody put me back in school
I forget everything
I used to know
How to leave the boy behind
Without having to watch him go

Infidel to die for
What I am doing
Will happen in the morning
When the mirror won't recognize me

He holds a certain gesture
When we're loving to ask each other
Do you want it
Do you want me
I want it, it is you
You are where I want to be

Who is he
Circumstantial, oh
Why would I
Do
Hitch a ride
The
I can drive
Twist
Who is she
Circumstantial
Oh
Why would I
Do
Hitch a ride
The
When I can drive
Twist

The town where she was born
Like town where I was born
Was built by white settlers seeking gold and other treasures
Like me she feels uncomfortable in the clothing of her ancestors
"It's not easy" she would say
Putting her fingers in the ashtray
"It's not easy to erase your blood"

Rock me now
Hmm, sing with me
In the arms of cobwebs
Roll me out
In the arms of cobwebs

Once she found a man to treasure
And together they'd planted flowers of warning, fearing frost
Late on shallow evenings while their enemies slept
They hammered the soil asking for answers in green
His value declined when he offered his name
Why did he offer it

His value declined
Ah ah ah ah ah
When he offered his name
Ah ah ah ah ah

...

When she was seven years old she saw a man get shot but
No one came along for a long time because it happened in a remote parking lot in Las Vegas
And she was waiting for her mom to come back from working the blackjack table at the Circus Circus casino
And that night her mom said that the two of them and the now dead guy
Were the only 3 people who ever lived in Las Vegas.
Everybody else just arrived, ate their complimentary shrimp cocktails, and left

Rock me now
In the arms of cobwebs
It's a one room city, yeah
It's a one room city, yeah
So can you roll with me
Roll me out
In the arms of cobwebs
It's a one room city, yeah

His value declined
Ah ah ah ah ah
When he offered his name.
Ah ah ah ah ah

It's a one room city, yeah
It's a one room city
The wall to wall to wall to wall to wall
Goes to street to street to street

Soft Rock Star

Climb the wall to make the sun rise in time
But the night had already begun
Climb the wall to make the sun rise in time
But the night had already begun
Now here I am I am the one
So hang high soft star
Don't shine for swine

Not a lot of room to move us
Where is my guide
I tried lookin' up to you girls
Please correct me, but didn't you let the work slide
Capitalize on a novelty, cheap pink spotlight
Is it alright

Choose the highest bidder was my answer
When they told me I was up for sale
School yard junior high style bullies
Have always tried to buy the better girls
But failed, now the check is in the mail

Bubble gumbo martini
Is nothing like depanneur red wine
Travel through time
Who were you after
You were mine

Choose the highest bidder was my answer
When they told me I was up for sale
School yard junior high style bullies
Have always tried to buy the better girls, haven't they
Choose the brightest future, mind the death
And try to buy the better girls
But failed till now
Check is in the mail

So hang high
Soft rock star
Hang high
Soft rock star
Don't shine
Before swine

Choose the highest bidder was my answer
When they told me i was up for sale
School yard junior high style bullies
Have always tried to buy the better girls, haven't they?

Choose the highest bidder was my answer
When they told me i was up for sale
School yard junior high style bullies
Have always tried to buy the better girls
But failed now
The check is in the mail

White Gold

Piss poor, riding high, sunbathing fireside
We're here for the porn or the sirloin
Get your T-bone, let your backbone slide
Tunnel and sky collide
Lose friends to the airwaves and the airlines

I want to make it right
Some future in my eyes, bright
Hush don't explain
When you water down my name
I'll be up too late
Call me when you get
Better at your game
You haven't beat me yet

The waitress, the actress
Has got the skin and the bones
With the hairbrush and an air brush
She'd be white gold
She asked the piss poor
"Why are you looking for that party in the sky
It's just a movie about a movie, too old to die"

But I'm going to make it right
Some future in my eyes, bright
Hush don't explain
When you water down my name
I'll be up too late
Call me when you get
Better at your game
You haven't beat me yet
Though my vision is strained

I'm going to make it right
Some future in my eyes, bright
Hush don't explain
When you water down my name
I'll be up too late
Call me when you get
Better at your game
You haven't beat me yet
Though my vision is strained

Hardwire

Giving the chances to
Leave the basement life
Another landlord's wife
Furnished room
Celebrate the first flight window bird's eye view
You, hardwired, I'll try to play the guitar
Stay focused on the first boring morning
Though we both see it coming, we don't run.
Let the silence settle in our bones

You are everything
You are nothing at all
You are everything
You are nothing at all
You are every night
You fade to light, fade to light the room
Daylight hides a new one on you

Giving the chances to
Take it all in stride while we walk a broken line
A line of signs
You, hardwired, I'll try to play the guitar
Stay focused on the last boring morning
Though we both see it coming, we don't run
Let the silent settle in our bones

You are everything
You are nothing at all
You are everything
You are nothing at all
You are every night
You fade to light, fade to light the room
Daylight hides a new one on you

You leave your eyes there for me to memorize
I can see you happy in the shadows I despise

I'll try to play the guitar
I'll try to play the guitar
I'll try to play the guitar
I'll try to play the guitar

IOU

Old world underground where are you now
Subtract my age from the mileage
On my speeding heart, credit cards
Accelerate, accumulate
Looked for you downtown
Wound up in a movie with no story
Now it’s late
And you are nowhere to be found

Hesitation’s always mine
Hesitate outside the times
With all I don’t say
With all I don’t do
I’m sending you
Invitations to hesitate too

Every ten year-old enemy soldier
Thinks falling bombs are shooting stars sometimes
But she doesn’t make wishes on them
When she wishes
She wishes for less ways to wish for
More ways to work toward it
Ten year-old enemy soldier
Our falling bombs are her shooting stars

Hesitation’s always mine
Hesitate outside the times
Oh call me or drop me a line
Say you’ve been with me
Say you’ve been with me
Say you’ve been with me
This whole time

Old world underground I never knew you
But i’ve seen your face everywhere
There was a farm before we tore
The small town down
Multiply divide

Hustle rose

Behold the fishnet slut tonight
Hustle rose goes from limb to limb
Fingertip to painted lip
She sways her way up to him
Says, “now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
You’re gonna wanna wear it out”

If you’re looking for something life-like
Hit a sardine nightclub
If every surface you touch is cold
Never go home
He says, “i can’t feel a thing
My dreams are so tight
Why wouldn’t I stand in line tonight?”

Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
You’re gonna wanna wear it out
You’re gonna wanna wear it out

Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
You’re gonna wanna wear it out
You’re gonna wanna wear it out

You could throw me a bone
If I get too close you wake me up
Remind me softly to go
If I forget won’t you wake me up
Remind me not to feel a thing
Keep the dream tight
I can’t feel a thing
My dreams are so tight
I can’t feel a thing
My dreams are so tight
Why wouldn’t I stand in line tonight?

Succexy

Lonesome for no one when
The room was empty and
War as we knew it was obsolete
Nothing could beat complete denial

All we do is talk, sit, switch screens
As the homeland plans enemies
All we do is talk, static split screens
As the homeland plans enemies

Invasion’s so succexxy
So succexxy
Invasion’s so succexxy
So succexxy

Let’s drink to the military
The glass is empty
Faces to fill and cars to feed
Nothing could beat complete denial

All we do is talk, sit, switch screens
As the homeland plans enemies
All we do is talk, static split screens
As the homeland plans enemies

Invasion’s so succexxy
So succexxy, so succexxy, so succexxy
Invasion’s so succexxy
So succexxy, so succexxy, so succexxy

Invasion’s so succexxy
So succexxy, so succexxy, so succexxy
Invasion’s so succexxy
So succexxy, so succexxy, so succexxy

Passive attraction, programmed reaction
Passive attraction, programmed reaction
Action distraction, more information
Flesh saturation, lips on a napkin
Ass ass ass

Where does the time go?
We’re waking up so slowly
Days are horizontal lately
Out of body, watched from above
Out of body, watched from above

Passive attraction, programmed reaction
More information, cash masturbation
Follow the pattern, the hemlines, the headlines
Action distraction, faster than fashion
Faster than fashion, faster than fashion

Lonesome for no one when
The room was empty and
War as we knew it was obsolete
Nothing could beat denial

Combat baby

We used to leave the blue lights on
And there was a beat
Ever since you have been gone it’s all caffeine-free
Faux punk fatigues
Said it all before
They try to kick it, their feet fall asleep
Get no harm done no
None of them want to fight me

Combat baby
Come back baby
Fight off the lethargy
Don’t go quietly
Combat baby
Said you would never give up easy
Combat baby come back

Get back in town
I wanna paint it black
I wanna get around
Easy living crowd so flat
Said it all before
They try to kick it, their feet fall asleep
I want to be wrong but
No one here wants to fight me like you do

Combat baby
Come back baby
Fight off the lethargy
Don’t go quietly
Combat baby
Said you would never give up easy
Combat baby come back

I try to be so nice
Compromise
Who gets it good?
Every mighty mild
Seventies child
Every mighty mild
Seventies child
Beats me

Do doo doo doo
Do doo doo doo
Do doo doo doo

Combat baby
Come back baby
Combat baby come back
Bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye baby
Combat baby come back

How I miss your ranting
Do you miss my all time lows

Calculation theme

I’m sick, you’re tired, let’s dance
Break to love make lust I know it isn’t
I’m sick, you’re tired, let’s dance, dance, dance
Cold as numbers but let’s dance

As though it were easy
For you to lead me
I could be passive
Gracefully

Half the horizon’s gone
For a skyline of numbers
Half the horizon’s gone
We’re working the numbers
‘Till I’m sick

Sleep don’t pacify us until
Daybreak sky lights up the grid we live in
Dizzy when we talk so fast
Fields of numbers streaming past

I wish we were farmers
I wish we knew how to
Grow sweet potatoes and milk cows
I wish we were lovers
But it's for the best

Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost
Where is the love
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost
Who here is in line for a raise

Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost
Where is the love
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost
Who put these bodies between us

Wet blanket

Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes
Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it’s wrong
To want more than a folk song
Underneath the shaker knit he’s a brick wall
She keep falling for the trick vegetariate sing-along
Give a little kick with your fine thigh high

Doo-doo-doo we’re on to you
Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath
Making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it

Doo-doo-doo we’re on to you
Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath
Making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it

Doo-doo-doo we’re on to you
Your phony roots, borrowed guitar
Telling her what to think we are
You the number one wet blanket
Hardly a day goes by you don’t try to break down
No I don’t buy it
You’re still around i wonder why
She just keep

Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes
Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it’s wrong
To want more than a folk song
Underneath the shaker knit he’s a brick wall
She keep falling for the creep
The body leech coming on
Vicious hypnosis, clenched fist saying

It’s wrong to want more than a folk song
I’m wrong to want more than a folk song
I’m wrong to want more than a folk song
Underneath the shaker knit he’s a brick wall
She keep falling for the trick vegetariate sing-along
Give a little kick with your fine thigh high

Doo-doo-doo ...

Doo-doo-doo we’re on to you
Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath
Making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it

Doo-doo-doo we’re on to you
Your bathing suit, borrowed guitar
Telling her what to think we are
You the number one wet blanket
You’re still around I wonder why
You the number one wet blanket

Slow night

True beautiful one
What have you gone and done
I can see all your moves are new
Tell me what did that salesman do to you

That catalogue replaced
The fine mind behind your face
No human trio can compete
When that three way mirror meets your eye

On a slow night
On a slow night

How you would walk the fashion mile
Hand me down and call it style
Your boots were scratchy black
Your hat was just a hat
The lips on you were plain
The better to a kiss sustain

On a slow night
On a slow night

The list

All dressed down to catch a whiff of the buzz
Smells like the death of the last great cause
But you and I, we’ve been through that and that is not our fate
Give my face to the back of your head
Loyal in your shadow
Yeah yeah yeah
Broken accidental stars

Do lawyers have lawyers?
Do landlords have landlords?
We’re wondering
One more cheap suit in the loop
More chlorine in the pool
The blonde dolls smiling behind us
Say, one day you’ll be just like us

All dressed up to catch a glimpse of the list
We’ve seen some success, it looks like a camero
Yeah yeah yeah
Broken accidental stars

Do lawyers have lawyers?
Do landlords have landlords?
We’re wondering
One more cheap suit in the loop
More chlorine in the pool
The blonde dolls smiling behind us
Say, one day you’ll be just like us

Calling from the next hotel
Can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be
The best haircuts are taken

Calling from the next hotel
Can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be
The best haircuts are taken

Calling from the next hotel
Can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be
The best haircuts are taken

Calling from the next hotel
Can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be

Dead disco

Skip town
Slow down
Push it to the east coast
Step down
Turn around
Push it to the west
Need less
Use less
We’re asking for too much i guess
Cause all we get is

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock'n roll
Remodel
Everything
Has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock'n roll
Remodel
Everything
Has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

Tits out
Pants down
Overnight to london
Touch down
Look around
Everyone’s the same
World wide
Eir tight
No one’s got a face left to blame
And all we get is

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock'n roll
Remodel
Everything
Has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock'n roll
Remodel
Everything
Has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

I know
I know you tried to change things
I know you tried to change

I know
I know you tried to change things
I know you tried to change
I know

Love is a place

There’s spring in the air
They’re sweeping the streets
Wind is a breeze
The sun becomes her he agrees

What’s holding up her face?
Nothing but a blue skies
Passage ways to windows
That don’t close

Where do you live?
Love is a place
Where are you from?
She says, ask yourself ask anyone
What’s holding up her face
Nothing but blue skies
Passage ways the mind’s eye
Contemplates

Empty

There was no way out, the only way out was to give in
There was no way out, the only way out was to give in
How I love to, how I love to
How I love to give in

Here no one sleeps, one lays up while the other lies down
Where no one sleeps, one lays up while the other lies down
Ask the line on your face what the line on your hand meant
We couldn't see what was coming

Shake your head it's empty
Shake your hips move your feet
Shake your head it's empty
Shake your hips move your feet

I'm so glad that I'm an island now

Sickness was fixing me some
Coughed out my heart in the last stall
Now that the damage is done
I never miss it at all

Glass Ceiling

Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told
Fast asleep daydreaming
Start to push, break your own glass ceiling
Can't count, can't catch the pieces falling

Who let it end up on the ground
How am I gonna know you're letting me down
How did I end up on the ground

Only do what I'm told, only do what I'm told
Last to leave cold calling
You're gonna lose your arms, amputate plasticine
There's no knight in silver armor shining

Who let it end up on the ground
How am I gonna know I'm letting you down
Who let it end up on the ground
How did he end up on the ground
Face down on the ground

Only go where I'm told, only know what I'm told
Inch to inches crowding
We can't leave, it's the last road open
Every speed on our knees is crawling

Handshakes

Say you wanna get in
And then you wanna get out
When you get the money
To buy yourself a castle
How will you wear your leisure
Zipper back and front
On the fence together
Weekends in leather

Flip to the right
Slip back to the left
For handshakes at the ranch
Small talk at the crossroads
Rubbing up to the ladder
Sucking on every rung
Coming up forever and hanging on

That's entertainment
Cameras roll
Can you face the pavement
For a happy dog and pony show
Everybody loves you baby
Do you miss me
I miss you

Buy this car to drive to work
Drive to work to pay for this car

Too Little Too Late

You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Place your swollen lips on mine
You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway
Sure for the first time you're wearing the right clothes

Now take them off
Meet me on the band room rug
Tie my right hand to the ride

You can take a live wire into the bath with you
For a feeling you can't find
You can entertain your childhood friends with a tour of the bedroom
Laugh to erase the dirt on your mind

Oh let's move out
Meet me at the motel
Tie my right hand to the bible

Too little too late but we can't say no
It's too much to feel
Tie my right hand to the bible

Poster of a Girl

Can't stand by myself
Hate to sleep alone
Suprises always help
So I take somebody home
To find out how I feel
I feel like just a baby
Portrait of a lady
Poster of a girl

Satisfy myself
Avoid beginners
Who long to shut my mouth
Till I take one of them home
Cause I know how it feels
Filling in the blanks
Looking on the bright side
When there is no bright side
Coming in your pants
For the off chance
With a poster of a girl

Poster of a girl
Poster of a girl
Poster of a girl
Poster of a girl

Poster of a girl
Poster of a girl
Poster of a girl

Monster Hospital

Monster hospital, can you please release me?
You hold my hands down, I've been bad.
You hold my arms down, I've been bad.
I've been bad, I've been bad.

I fought the war but the war won

Monster movie, Daddy Warbucks up against Bobby Fuller
And he beat him hands down
Lead in the head
Put a little lead in his head.

I fought the war but the war won't stop for the love of god.
I fought the war but the war won

Patriarch on a Vespa

Promiscuous makes an entrance
Her mouth is full of questions
Are we all brides to be
Are we all designed to be confined
Buy ourselves chastity belts and lock them
Organize our lives and lose the key
Our faces all resemble dying roses
From trying to fix it
When instead we should break it
We've got to break it before it breaks us

Fear of pretty houses and their porches
Fear of biological wrist watches
Fear of comparison shopping
Dogs on leashes behind fences barking
Pretty little pillows on floral couches
Until our faces all resemble dying roses
Stop trying to fix it

Patriarch on a Vespa
Runs a red and ends up
Crushed under the wheel

The Police & The Private

Get straight and wait here while I try to find the exit sign
When will you stop asking strangers, no one wants what we want
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag
Never expect to be sure who you're working for

You're working for the police and the private, the pilots and the pirates
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
The doctor, the writer, the hairdresser,
Felt up and fingerprinted waiting for the train

Lord lord mother we are all losing love
Lord listen lover we are all missing mama
Lord lord mother we are all losing love
Lord listen lover we are all missing something I don't got

There's a place that ends here I know
When they close the gates I'll cry
So tired of never sleeping
The whole world wants what we're on

Didn't make this up I learned, I learned it from a friend
My friend is coming clean, she told me
Keep one eye on the bed, keep one eye on the door
Never expect to be sure who you're working for

You're working for the police and the private, the pilots and the pirates
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
The doctor, the writer, the garbage collector
Felt up and fingerprinted waiting for the train

Lord lord mother we are all losing love
Lord listen lover we are all missing mama
Lord lord mother we are all losing love
Lord listen lover we are all missing love
Got to get out
Got to get to you, the orphanage is closing in an hour

Ending Start

All this that is more than a wish is a memory
All this that is ceases to be
All is revealed
The obvious door opens nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing left
Nothing left to chance

When you try to see, we'll watch you
When you try to leave, we'll keep you
When you should be dreaming, we'll wake you
But don't scream, we'll make you swallow your words

Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours
For graphs of passion and charts of stars
Gave them our reactions, our explosions all that we are
For graphs of passion and charts of stars

How ending starts
Ending starts with answers.

Live it Out

On the day we were supposed to leave
You changed your mind at the station
You had a nice apartment
There was a good bar downstairs
Your old friend worked there

I'll go anyway, I'll go anyway
They won't refund the ticket
It's a good story

But I don't want to live it alone
Crash to take a chance
I wanna live it out
Look at you, I know I'm already dead
No concrete adversity
Only traps of our own actions
How we wanted it to be
Now I'm never gonna see you again
You checked out

Vertabrae by vertebrae
Roll your way out of a coma
Look up, the nurse is smiling
What luck, the nurse is me
Your old body is dead
Your body's dead, you're a word instead
In my sleep I repeat it
It's a good story

But I don't want to live it alone
Crash to take a chance
We were gonna live it out
Look at you, you're already dead
How will you remember me
Digging ditches out of boredom
Said you would never leave
Now you're never gonna be here again
You turned off

Dum dum dum dum dum
Sha la la la la
Dum dum dum dum dum

Help I'm alive

I tremble
They're gonna eat me alive
If I stumble
They're gonna eat me alive

Can you hear my heart
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help, I'm alive
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Hard to be soft
Tough to be tender

Come take my pulse
The pace is on a runaway train
Help, I'm alive
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

If we're still alive
My regrets are few
If my life is mine
What shouldn't I do
I get wherever I'm going
I get whatever I need
While my blood's still flowing
And my heart still beats
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help, I'm alive
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Hard to be soft
Tough to be tender

Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train
Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

If we're still alive
My regrets are few
If my life is mine
What shouldn't I do
I get wherever I'm going
I get whatever I need
While my blood's still flowing
And my heart still beats...
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

I tremble
They're gonna eat me alive
If I stumble
They're gonna eat me alive

Can you hear my heart
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help, I'm alive
My heart keeps beating like a hammer

Sick Muse

Watch out Cupid, stuck me with a sickness
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
You better watch out Cupid, stuck me with a sickness
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
The one I'd better lead
All the blondes of fantasies

And we looked at them eleven ways
You said, 'look at me' and looked away
And you wrote the song I wanna play
I'll write you harmony in C

Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Play the lead
Play the lead

Watch out Cupid, money is a sick muse
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
She said I'm with stupid. Money is a sick muse
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
The one I'd better lead
All the blondes of fantasies

And we looked at them eleven ways
You said, 'look at me' and looked away
And you wrote the song I wanna play
I'll write you harmony in C

Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Play the lead
Play the lead

I'll write you harmony in C

Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Play the lead
Play the lead

Hold it
I'm about to drop off
Let me tell you my last thought
Drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to
Hold it
I can feel you most when I’m alone

Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with the starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Preview of a screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sixth sense of a calling
I heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck when I’m bored

I send vibrations
In your direction
From a satellite mind

When I’m bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
From a satellite mind

I'm not suicidal
I just can't get out of bed
I drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to
Hold it
I can feel you most when I’m alone
I can feel your ghost when I’m alone

Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with the starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Hiding and revealing
Flashback of a feeling
Sixth sense of a calling
I heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck when I’m bored

I send vibrations
In your direction
From a satellite mind

When I’m bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
From the satellite mind

When your voice
Became vibrations
From the satellite mind
From the satellite mind

It sounded like mine
It sounded like
It sounded like mine
It sounded like...

Twilight galaxy

Did they tell you
You should grow up
When you wanted to dream
Did they warn you
Better shape up
If you want to succeed
I don't know about you
Who are they talking to
They're not talking to me

I'm higher than high
Lower than deep
I'm doing it wrong
Singing along

I'm higher than high
Lower than deep
I'm doing it wrong
Singing along

Did I ask you for attention
When affection is what I need
Thinking sorrow was perfection
I would wallow 'til you told me
There's no glitter in the gutter
There's no twilight galaxy

Go higher than high
Go lower than deep
Keep doing it wrong
Keep singing along

Go higher than high
Go lower than deep
Keep doing it wrong
Keep singing along

I'm alright, come on baby
I've seen all the demons that you've got
If you're not alright now come on baby
I'll pick you up and take
Take you where you want
Anywhere you want
Anywhere you want
Anywhere you want
Anything you want

I'm higher than high
Lower than deep
I'm doing it wrong
Singing along

Go higher than high
Go lower than deep
Keep doing it wrong
Keep singing along

Go higher than high
Go lower than deep
Keep doing it wrong
Keep singing along
I'm higher than high

Gold Guns Girls

All the gold, and the guns in the world
Couldn't get you off
All the gold, and the guns, and the girls
Couldn't get you off
All the boys, all the choices in the world

I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said better luck next time
I don't wanna bend like the bad girls bend
I just wanna be your friend
Is it ever gonna be enough

(Get off get off get off get off )
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough

(Get off get off get off get off )
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough

All the lace, and the skin in the shop
Couldn't get you off
All the toys, and the tools, in the box
Couldn't get you off
All the noise, all the voices never stop

I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said better luck next time
I don't wanna bend like the bad girls bend
I just wanna be your friend
Why you giving me a hard time
I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said ah ah ah ah...

(Get off get off get off get off )
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough

(Get off get off get off get off )
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough

More and more, more and more
More and more, more and more...

Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough
Is it ever gonna be enough...

Gimme Sympathy

Get hot
Get too close to the flame
Wild open space
Talk like an open book
Sign me up
Got no time to take a picture
I'll remember someday
All the chances we took

We're so close to something better left unknown
We're so close to something better left unknown
I can feel it in my bones

Give me sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be
The Beatles or The Rolling Stones
Oh seriously
You're gonna make mistakes you're young

Come on baby play me something
Like here comes the sun
Come on baby play me something
Like here comes the sun

Don't go
Stay with the all unknown
Stay away from the hooks
All the chances we took

We're so close to something better left unknown
We're so close to something better left unknown
I can feel it in my bones

Give me sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be
The Beatles or The Rolling Stones
Oh seriously
You're gonna make mistakes you're young

Come on baby play me something
Like here comes the sun
Come on baby play me something
Like here comes the sun...

Collect Call

If the fire's out baby
How you gonna keep me warm
Supposing you let me
With the door wide open no one can leave

I know it's a lie I want it to be true
The rest of the ride is riding on you
Over goodbyes we'll buy some place for

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I'm a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I'm a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you

If somebody's got soul
If somebody's got soul
If somebody's got soul
You've got to make them move
Make them move

I know it's a lie I want it to be true
The rest of the ride is riding on you
Over goodbyes we'll buy some place for

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I'm a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I'm a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you...

Front Row

I'm in the front row with a bottle
Don't know what I can't decide
I'm in the front row I’m a model
Don't know what I can't describe

Burnout stars they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars they shine so bright

He's not perfect he's my hero
Smashing the piano
Spitting on the front row
Chronic confrontation
Psychic conversation
Radical compassion
Louder than the action
Of all of us

Burnout stars they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars they shine so bright
All the stars
Burnout stars they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars they shine so bright

I'm in the front row with a bottle
Don't know what I can't decide
I'm the front row I’m a model
Don't know what I can't describe

Burnout stars they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars they shine so bright

He's not perfect he's a victim
Of his occupation
Social insulation
Secret intervention
Charge him with possession
I just wanna watch him
Make a break and beat them

All the stars
Burnout stars they shine so bright
All the stars
Burnout stars they shine so bright
All the stars
Burnout stars they shine so bright
All the stars
Burnout stars they shine so bright
Burnout stars they shine so bright
Burnout stars they shine so bright…

Blindness

Send us a blindfold, send us a blade
Tell the survivors help is on the way
I was a blindfold, never complained
All the survivors singing in the rain
I was the one with the world at my feet
Got us a battle, leave it up to me

Find us a trap door, find us a plane
Tell the survivors help is on the way
I was a blindfold, never complained
All the survivors singing in the rain
I was the one with the world at my feet
Got us a battle, leave it up to me

What it is and where it stops nobody knows
You gave me a life I never chose
I wanna leave but the world won't let me go
Wanna leave but the world won't let me go

What it is and where it stops nobody knows
You gave me a life I never chose
I wanna leave but the world won't let me go
Wanna leave but the world won't let me go

What it is and where it stops nobody knows
You gave me a life I never chose

I was the one with the world at my feet
Got us a battle, leave it up to me
Leave it up to me

Stadium Love

Wanna make a bet
We'll be neck and neck
Taking off the gloves

Spider versus bat
Tiger versus rat
Rabbit versus dove

Wanna make a bet
Odds are neck and neck
Taking off the gloves

Spider versus bat
Tiger versus rat
Owl versus dove

Every living thing
Pushed into the ring
Fight it out to wow the crowd
Guess you thought
You could just watch
No one's getting out

Without stadium love
Without stadium love

Wanna make a trade
Couger for a snake
Wanna fall in love

Wanna make a deal
Angel versus eel
Owl versus dove

Every living thing
Pushed into the ring
Fight it out to wow the crowd
Guess you thought
You could just watch
No one's getting out

Without stadium love
Without stadium love

We got stadium love

We got stadium love
We got stadium love
We got stadium love
We got stadium love

Stadium love
Stadium love, love, love, love...

Youth Without Youth

Hangman, we played rubber soul with a razor blade
Behind the church, hiding place, it was a long joke
Till the punch line came, can you read my mind, read my mind
Follow along to the end of the song

Hangman, we played double dutch with a hand grenade
Behind the church, hiding place, apathetic to the devil's face
Wear the sheriff's badge, put your toys away
They let us go saying, "Let us pray"

Youth without youth
Youth without youth
Youth without youth

Hangman, we played hide and seek on the fire escape
Through the smoke we saw the flame, it was a long wait
Till the fire truck came, on the count of three
Jump with me on the count of three
One, two
One, two, three

Go
Youth without youth
Youth without youth
Go, go, go, go

Go
Youth without youth
Youth without youth
Go, go, go, go

Hangman, we played blind man's bluff with the ninth brigade
Throw the brick through the window pane
Double dutch till they stop the game
Till the cops show up, hands cuff stunned
They let us go, but we lost one
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Hangman, we played blind man's bluff till they stopped the game
Youth without youth, born without time, youth without youth
Can you read my mind

Youth without youth
My, my, my mind
My, my, my mind
Youth without youth
Youth without youth
My, my, my mind

Between The Bars

( Elliott Smith Cover )

Drink up, baby, stay up all night
The things you could do, you won't but you might
The potential you'll be that you'll never see
The promises you'll only make

Drink up with me now and forget all about
The pressure of days, do what I say
And I'll make you okay and drive them away
The images stuck in your head

People you've been before that you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

Drink up, baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars
Where I'm seeing you there with your hands in the air
Waiting to finally be caught

Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
Keep you apart, deep in my heart
Separate from the rest, where I like you the best
And keep the things you forgot

The people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

You're so handsome in this light, if only you'd reject me tonight
Darling there's no 'only way' when you come, please don't stay
We're so boring, we're so white. We've had too much 'so long'
Besides, what of freedom can I say when I smoke DuMaurier?

I'd learn to bend, learn to swerve
Learn to bend, learn to butcher

I could look wholesome in this light, brown and homely is lovely
Besides, where can we go wrong, we stray for nothing now.
So just once more fall for the stone, neglect the flesh to pursue the bone
Darling, beauty, daily bread

Say learn to bend, learn to swerve
(do it to make amends and do it over again)
Learn to bend, learn to butcher
Do it over

Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

( Live / Bob Dylan Cover )

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm travelin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
And it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road

So I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more

I'm thinkin' and wonderin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well

I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right

( Static anonymity EP )

I wondered if you could come and help me
I want to get from here to there

I saw your face looked down tonight
I only hope that you're alright
I know you think its always you
Need some time alone, need some time alone

To feel down
To feel down

After tonight, another day
A chance to feel a different way
The sun is slowly changing sides
Still, sorrow in your eyes
Sorrow in your eyes

So feel down
So feel down

Heavy hearts swaying low
Feel down, let it go

So feel down
So feel down
Feel down
So feel down

I wondered if you could come and help me

Eclipse (All Yours)

( The Twilight Saga - Eclipse Soundtrack )

All the lives always tempted to trade
Will they hate me for all the choices I've made
Will they stop when they see me again
I can't stop now I know who I am

Now I'm all yours, I'm not afraid
I’m yours always, say what they may
And all your love I'll take to a grave
And all my life starts now

Tear me down they can't take you out of my thoughts
Under every scar there's a battle I've lost
Will they stop when they see us again
I can't stop now I know who I am

Now I'm all yours, I'm not afraid
I'm yours always, say what they may
And all your love I'll take to a grave
And all my life starts

I'm all yours, I'm not afraid
I'm yours always, say what they may
And all your love I'll take to a grave
And all my life starts
Starts now

Expecting To Fly

(Buffalo Springfield cover / iTunes Session)

There you stood on the edge of your feather
Expecting to fly
While I laughed, I wondered whether
I should wave goodbye

Knowing that you'd gone
By the summer it was healing
We had said goodbye
All the years we spent with feeling
Ended with a cry
Babe, ended with a cry
Babe, ended with a cry

I tried so hard to stand
As I stumbled and fell to the ground
So hard to laugh as I fumbled
And reached for the love I had found

Knowing it was gone
If I never lived without you
Now you'd know I'd die
If I never said I loved you
Now you know I'd try
Babe, now you know I'd try
Babe, now you know I'd try
Babe

Middle-aged
Do the low rise on the waist
London halflife
Middle-aged
You're the low riser
Getting over myself today

And if you're compromised
Drive your car through the rain
And if you've been beaten
Drive your car through the rain
'Til you wash off the buzz

Don't pull over 'til you're sure
One that wanted the floor
one that won't know the street
One that wanted to land
On the heart with his feet up

Oh watch out
You're only better off at half your life
Otherwise wasted
Otherwise wasted
House of cards you fall hard

Nobody Home

( Pink Floyd cover / Fantasies EP)

I got a little black book with my poems in
A bag, a toothbrush and a comb
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone

I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
I got those swollen hands blues
I got thirteen channels of shit on the tv to choose from

I got electric light
I got second sight
I got amazing powers of observation

And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There's still be nobody home

I got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favourite satin shirt

I got nicotine stains on my fingers
I got a silver spoon on a chain
I got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

I got wild, staring eyes
I got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to

Oh babe
When I pick up the phone
There's still be nobody home

I got a pair of gohill boots
And I got fading roots

( Static anonymity EP )

I said, i'm sorry to change my mind
It was a little bit cold that night
I was dreading the ride back to little italy
And needing to hide out from my mind

When you walk, you move like moses
When you look, you look like red roses
Every day breaks bitter river, was a flood
Why do you leave me inbetween siamese cities

I saw the sky and you, what do you see in me
This rubbermaid's had better days
Shaken out, static anonymity
Vanity, don't let war die down

When you take, you turn me over
From the street, rock radio plays crimson and clover
Wvery day breaks, bitter river was a flood
Why do you leave me inbetween siamese cities?

When you walk, you move like moses
When you look, you look like red roses
Every day breaks, bitter river was flood
Why do you leave me?
Why you leave me?
Why you leave me inbetween siamese cities?

Sha la la la
Sha la la la

She is shaken out static anonymity
She is shaken out static anonymity
She is shaken [temporairly]
She is shaken [temporairly]
She is shaken out, static anonymity
She is shaken out, static anonymity

The Battlecry

(Can you turn it up?)
Let me lay my eyes and try to pin it down
Let me lay my eyes on the painting
It's hard to put into words, draw the line.

Forgetting all you wanted, you have to ask me for nothing
You're giving all you want, you have been asking for nothing

That's right I'm trying to find a way back
It doesn't mean anything to you.

It's so obvious at times we try and slide it good
(it's all right, it's all mine)

Oh to roll together everything we've built inside
But up I fall, and nothing, But up I fall, and nothing
Now you're holding them, and you can't say too much for me
Then what do you think? You've never made it taste that good
I'll be over soon, and you'll remember who showed you

The Lifestyle

(Never the lifestyle baby, for you and me)
I wish you were a song to play, I wish you had something to say

The Mandate

As far back as it goes, we watch the time go by and say our mother's names with a smile.
Remember how she sang you a lullaby? How did she ever do such good for you?
Take me back where I used to live. I want to see my old friends and how they've changed.
I always said that when I grew up, I would give my friends another chance to see their lives rearranged.
If they want to see me, I'm going to be at the bottom of the hills.
I'm going to be standing with my back against the valley walls.
I'm going to look up at all the cool kids standing in their running shoes
I'm going to walk away from all of them.

That's the last thing I can say about the future.
I don't really know much about what we're going to do when the days go by (as they're wasting)
I guess all I really know about where we're going to go is by looking at where we've been to.
And I'm still looking at you, and I'm always looking for you
Whenever I'm not, I'm looking for you.

The People

Not looking for reasons, not trying to understand
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not trying to show you a part of me no one else can find
But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?

The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eyes

Not watching the seasons, watching days flow by
No quenchless autumn breezes, late tomorrow skies
Are you frightened by the moment? i softly lie
Where i thought i would always be, i let myself get by

The people
Get by

Not looking for an ending to make the pieces fit
Need is always pending on how much you can get

Get by you now
Get on you now

Waves

( Fantasies EP)

Saw the water, not the waves
Caught your eye, forgot your name
Always leaving, either way
I want you to stop me

Episodes to fantasize
TV movie of our lives
The future is all mine
I'll find it on my way back

When I'm gone
I'll know what I've done
I'll go where I don't belong

It's all, not one
I love everything
No sleep
I lose everything
Oh, don't tell me again
I won't see you again

Not one
I love everything
No sleep
I lose everything
Oh, don't tell me again
I won't see you again

Saw the waves, but not the tide
I couldn't stay, I don't know why
A sailor married to the sea
My luck is a lost key

The door is locked from the inside
Don't wait around, I won't arrive
Keep a room somewhere for me
I'll find it on my way back

When I'm gone
I'll know what I've done
I'll go where I don't belong

It's all, not one
I love everything
No sleep
I lose everything
Oh, don't tell me again
I won't see you again

Not one
I love everything
No sleep
I lose everything
Oh, don't tell me again
I won't see you again