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Frosted Tips (2020 remix​/​remaster)

by Power Objects

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1.
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!
2.
Ba'Ruh-Tah 04:09
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
3.
Black Cowboy 03:36
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
4.
Fragile Egg 04:42
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"
5.
Snow 04:06
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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Recorded in one long day on Saturday August 23rd, 2014 by Michael Briggs at Civil Recording. Painstakingly mixed by Michael Briggs in the following months.

Remixed and remastered by Michael Briggs in 2019

New version released Sept 2020

Artwork by Benny Bailey

original version released December 6, 2014

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released September 13, 2020

Benny Bailey - drums
Dan Minshew - guitar, backing vocals
John Gillespie - guitar, vocals
Michael Varner - bass, backing vocals

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