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You Don't Make Sense
02:50
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You don't make sense
In most instance
You play the fool
We still love you!
If old and tired,
If loud and wired
Come home, it's fine
We'll paint the pages all white
If I remember the reason we drink
If you can suffer my face, and that sting
Shots in service to that dark and dreamless sleep
If you say no,
Then I won't go
'Cause I can't bear to hear "I told you so"
The Men in power, of whom you whine
We sold them our lives for pennies on the dime
If I remember the reason we drink
If you can suffer my face, and that sting
Shots in service to that dark and dreamless sleep
You don't make sense
In most instance
You play the fool
We still love you!
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2. |
Ba'Ruh-Tah
04:09
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There's a hint of your hair that hangs on each floor
I imagine you steps behind
Feel your heat in corridors
Into radio static I whisper
"I feel I know you well"
In the pipes and the plaster
I'm touching and trembling
Woooo!
I am not the disloyal snake
Who coils between your feet
I could never sink so low
To describe you physically
For words would but weigh you down
You, who knows no gravity
That dull-obsidian beauty, Ba'Ruh-Tah!
Ba'Ruh-Tah, I want you
Now come on, and see about me
Like my machinery, I must be maintained
I can only imagine what tongues might have told about me
Liars! I will not be ashamed, no!
I can take a cold "hello"
And feast on it for weeks
I can take a casual glance
If it's all you've got for me
But what I can't take
Is that fix in your eye
At acid from his seams
Those beams should gleam only for me, Ba'Ruh-Tah!
Wooo!
Like a ball, like a bouncing ball
My skull on the concrete
You say that chivalry's dead
No, it's suffocating me!
From a radio dying I whisper
"I'm scared, I need your help"
In the bleak and the blackness
We dream of Ba'Ruh-Tah
Ba'Ruh-Tah, I want you
Now come on, and see about me
Like my machinery, I must be maintained
I can only imagine what tongues might have told about me
Liars! I will not be ashamed of Ba'Ruh-Tah
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3. |
Black Cowboy
03:36
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Scream what you want me to be
I'll split in two like a worm
One side that sucks out your breath
One hits the carriage return
Scrawl a screed in squid ink
How, like a bird with no beak,
You can't sustain the energy
to nourish anything
Thrashing like a dog
With its leg in steel jaws
You laid this trap with your eye
There's nothing for me to do
But cry and bleed about it
Predator bares a claw
and all the bees flee the hive
They dance directions to you
I hear a "CLICK-CLICK BOOM"
You make yourself a loaded gun
Making me look straight at what I'm running from
As brilliant as the burning sun
Now my eyes on fire in the light of your One
I watch you make yourself a gun
An ugly thing to do
You write yourself a tale
Where you're destined to fail
Follow the blood to the whale
and rend the fat from its gut
with frenzied thrashing of tail
You float out over the room
Scream "Look what you made me do!"
Camera pans to the aisle
Hungry for action - hungry!
Thrashing like a dog
With its leg in steel jaws
A prisoner in your eye
Limb lashed to cornerless wall
That perfect sphere inside
Predator bares a claw
and all the bees flee the hive
They dance directions to you
They want that sticky goo
You make yourself a loaded gun
Making me look straight at what I'm running from
As brilliant as the burning sun
Now my eyes on fire in the light of your One
I watch you make yourself a gun
An ugly thing to do
You make yourself a loaded gun
Making 'em look straight at what they're running from
As brilliant as the burning sun
And all our eyes on fire in the light of your One
I watch you, precious as they come
I watched you laugh at the roots of a fallen tree
Reaching up, grasping out at the great empty
So I packed your embrace
Into a bruise-black suitcase
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4. |
Fragile Egg
04:42
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Circles and pirouettes
It's gonna break its neck!
What kind of egg would want to spill its yolk?
Foot falls a step behind
Coach says to look alive
I'm laughing out loud
But he don't get the joke
He's making when
Compare that shell to human skin
That child was born
with nothing on
Its golden bones
Will dry out n the sun
Keep it cool
It gives me something interesting to do
Stay alive
Hours and minutes, log your time
Keep it close and watch it thrive
Til it steps into the light
And claims me for its prize
I won't say anything at all
Til the room fills with applause,
then I protest:
"I never wanted anything, I never asked for anything! Never wanted to do anything but paint an image on my fragile egg"
Under his watchful eye
Fabric drawn back from thigh
Fingers like ice
"Hey have you seen my egg?"
"You'll feel a little poke.
Which part do you like the most?"
I'm laughing out loud
But he don't get the joke
He's making when
Compare that shell to softest skin
That child was born
with nothing on
Its golden bones
Will dry out n the sun
Keep it cool
It gives me something interesting to do
Stay alive
Hours and minutes, log your time
Keep it close and watch it thrive
Til it steps into the light
And claims me for its prize
I won't say anything at all
Til the room fills with applause,
then I protest:
"I never wanted anything, I never asked for anything! Never wanted to do anything but paint an image on my fragile egg"
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Snow
04:06
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Who cut the lights out, and brought down an industry?
Short skirt, thighs out, new matriarchy
As revolutions go, this one's so-so
Ephemeral as piss in snow
If you're lonely, come home, walk with me
We'll turn lights low, we'll touch tenderly
But I think you know, where we won't go
I think you know, we're piss in snow
You'll only know you've taken too much weight
When your bones begin to break
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