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Miracles
06:50
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lunch at a neighborhood restaurant
you take a seat up at the bar
where you see cars
and photographs of movie stars
the bartender's harvesting energy
he keeps it in bottles on shelves
and if you call
well, he might give ya some
and you'll see god
in grey goose and kettle one
night at a club of gentlemen
it's one place you'll never forget
you bask in the stench
of perfume and body sweat
the dancer is harvesting energy
she keeps it all between her legs
and when they part
it’ll rocket ya to the stars
where you’ll see god
in tiny hairs and c section scars
and you’ll say “oh, god, how
am i gonna die?"
you’re in for your once a year checkup
the light shining bright in your eyes
as you say “ahhh”
the stick goes in lengthwise
the doctor is harvesting energy
he keeps it inside of his pen
and when he scribes
it’s like a miracle
and you'll see god
in morphine and demoral
god
in codeine and fentanyl
and you’ll say “oh, god, how
am i gonna die?"
and you’ll say “oh, god, how
am i gonna die?”
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2. |
Lose, Forget, Pray
02:30
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it's been four or five days since puff got away
i’m guessin' thats why i lie before you today
i’ve got bruises on my fingers and some marks on my chest
suffice it to say, today, i don’t look my best
and i’m skittish and grimaced, a tiddish bit piggish
yer syllables yowl like yer yellin’ in yiddish
the mercury risin’, i’m feeling diminished
so sickish and shittish, i think that i’m finished
anomoly, do you follow me?
freakish pathology, more quirks than amelie
lose your folk etymology, forget greek mythology and pray
get down on your knees and start to pray
i know the mornin’ will come when they take me from here
either in a body bag or in a rousing cheer
my little baby sister and my girlfriend are near
i’ve got the best fam in town, so i don’t have to fear
they say:
why don’t you all
please heed my call
fall down on your knees and start to pray
lose, forget, pray
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3. |
Buddy
04:08
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i got it buddy
you're not misunderstood
so spare me the details
i'm not in that mood
i remember the first time
you were a friend of a friend
i met you at a party
i was on the mend
and then we kissed
and then we kissed
i got a buddy
he says that yer no good
he says yer wicked
he says you could
be my end
don’t go into the ether
don’t open door number 2
i don’t think i’m dependent
but i don’t know what i'd do
without you
without you
without you
i gotta concede
i think you passed my test
no need to barter
no need to bend my wrist
be my guest
and then we kissed
be my end
without you
would be my end
without you
without you
without you
without you
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after work i pull my van in
toys all strewn about the yard
i rub a spot into the window
and see that your car’s gone
i lock the door to the basement
it’s like a little game
and hug my vice by the drywall
where your face is framed
tears i've found
going against the crowd
will ease my sound
falling against the ground
i take a walk with my secret
you think you know it too
i hide and you seek it
i keep a lot from you
because i like the way she moves
when she’s in my vein
and i love to take her home
i think she feels the same
fighting stairs for my freedom
far, fanciful, fray
rising floors, failing railings
in the usual way
i like the way she says my name
and the way she smiles
but you know to feel the same
i stick with her a while
awake, aware? no. who i am?
a grin, a carpet scar
with heavy mind, a merry man
another over par
and the way she shies above
it isn't always right
in spite of what she lacks in love
i’ll stay with her tonight
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locked and loaded in a prius
least mom’s got sirius
we’re going to seattle
what’s the story in seattle:
scores fer me to settle
and demons to battle
maybe sweat out some icicles
spin the wheels on a bicycle
or retreat into the shadows
walk off like mickey mantle
escape through the patio
i dig this song on the radio, turn it up
now and then, gotta know when to pop
twist like you’re twirlin’ a top
rollin’ on the floor like a four-sided die
as long as the beat don't stop
already missin’ encinitas
as we’re passin’ pasadena
took 110 cause the 5 was jammed
like an m-16 in vietnam
now i’m brewin’ like a kettle
push the pedal to the metal
think about the benefits
i’m gonna get some medicine, right?
chalk it all up to ignorance
i still claim my innocence
i probably coulda made amends
i wanna hear that hook again
now and then, gotta know when to pop
twist like you’re twirlin’ a top
rollin’ on the floor like a four-sided die
as long as the beat don't stop
now and again, remember to sing
spin like you're pulling a string
dance around the floor like a rat at a rave
and cha to the shoe charade
i can’t help but have fear
what happens when i leave here
can i chill with my old friends?
can i party on the weekends?
will my daughter forget me?
will my father forgive me?
will i live with my family
and get my 15 on tv?
my thoughts: fees and bills
lightning strikes, survival skills
cocaine and alcohol
loneliness and self control
weed, oxy, adderal
confidence in setting goals
xanax and klonopin
maybe i’ll be born again
get a job working at a grill
guess i could be a student, still
i’m starting to rattle
what the fuck am i doing in seattle?
now and then, gotta know when to pop
twist like you’re twirlin’ a top
rollin’ on the floor like a four-sided die
as long as the beat don't stop
now and again, remember to sing
spin like you're pulling a string
dance around the floor like a rat at a rave
and cha to the shoe charade
and cha to the shoe charade
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6. |
Lightning
03:23
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i found you when this sordid lightning
struck you from the sky
you couldn’t even feel me bite ya
you didn’t think twice
i clutch you in my arms so tightly
unwrapped and unwound
as gentle a sleeping baby
you barely make a sound
they poke you with their morbid writing
you read it on the walls
and feeble-footed feet move forward
and pray for us aaaiiii
you wallowed in the so so so so so so
i whistle to you from the sidewalk
i said come over here (hahaha)
your face was painted with reluctance
“hey man, i’ll i wanted was a beer” (hahaha)
i punched you in your gut so subtly
but quickly eased your pain
i seized the moment, carpe diem
and burrowed in your brain
i held you in my arms so lightly
scribbling notes into the sand
as expected, like a fucking moron
you let the firecracker blow up inside your hand
ahh, did you fight or did you scream?
did it fuck you up in the head?
did you feel it when i bit your hand and encumbered your fucking soul?
and showed you things you ain’t never seen
...
let’s all end this now
let’s all end this now
let’s all end this now
you won’t
you won’t
you won’t return again
again
again
you won’t return again
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7. |
Ticking
02:42
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cool winds in the forest
I could leave it intact
but the trees are singing
sayin’ i’ve got to come back
with the range of a rifle
she could shoot down a wolf
wading on through the water
traveling brook to brook
I'll long for starry eyes
the sorry eyes
when the lights go out now
and the dogs go back home
we could stand in the shadows
we could wait for our own
but we wouldn't be truthful
at least not to ourselves
we could hold a handful
we could send them to hell
and the rise of the lines in your lies
and the spies in your eyes
and the the time of your life
and the waves in your wine
and the likes of the dying
and the wolves of the right
and the burning vines
and the wasted time
and the storied sigh
and the raging rise
and the blowing blinds
and the ticking and the ticking of the time
and the ticking of the ticking of the time
and the time and the ticking of the time
and the ticking of the time
and the time and the ticking of the time
and the dinner bell chime
and the sorry in your eyes
and the lazy lines
the growing grind
and the ticking and the ticking of the time
and the ticking of the ticking of the time
and the time and the ticking of the time
and the time and the ticking of the time
and the ticking of the time
and the ticking of the time
and the time and the ticking of the time
and the ticking of the time
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8. |
Still Yer Buddy
01:36
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i tell ya buddy
it sure sounds good
so lost off the deep end
and i'm drowning
i’ve got a secret
you don’t know
how does sleep feel
down below
actress, child,
dog, and wolf
forty acres
in the woods
you think you know me now buddy?
have you lost yer fuckin mind
sleep slow
sleep slow
seep low
below
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you look lovely
that jacket fits damn nice on you
your eyes, so pretty
i really love that shade of blue
on such a big day
i'm happy i am here with you
for all your innocence
and all your fucking up, i still love you
and we laugh a lot
we laugh a lot, that's what it's like with you
it breaks my heart to know i dreamt of you
in dreams i never get to marry you
last night i saw you in your wedding suit
it's what you wore when we buried you
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10. |
Two
04:17
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i pose for the camera
you see two men
one is a man on a mission
and the other is on the mend
two men falling over
struck down with a curse
one may finish next to last
but the other started first
i pause for a moment
as i gaze at the flash
one was armed with a motive
and the other was on his ass
two men in a nightmare
plucked from John carpenter's mind
one was a man serving notice
and the other afraid to die
i sat at at the piano
and played each verse
one of them ends in a coda
and the other ends in a hearse
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11. |
Avon Lake, OH
04:42
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i wallowed away
i wallowed away
and i felt insane
on those basement stairs
blowing cocaine
i looked at myself
a hunger for health,
an embattled brain,
and the bedroom walls
covered in stains
and the rain pourin' down from the sky
and the day seepin' in through my blinds
i think it's a lie
as the tv hums
family ties
i wanted the bay
i wanted a beer
but i found my place
with that ratchet girl
from walker and lear
with the rain pouring down on my face
and her bangs falling down in her eyes
it must be a lie
as the bell rings out
on register 5
i wanted away
away from here
as the night grows dark
on the search for stars
that never appear
but rain beamin’ down from space
like sweat dripping down from her thighs
i hope it’s a lie
as the plot gets thick
and i’m still alive
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12. |
Bones & Marrow
04:30
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it's over now
time, still
please and thanks
and want and will
regret, defeat
a break in peace
and all the time
she wants to be
alive
golly gee
the reckoning
they call your tab
they send you letters
accounts in freeze
and doctors fees
don’t be surprised
if she says
hello
uppers and drag
a road unto
a clouded sky
a voice in night
cage heat
and cloud your eyes
and count your days
stretch your nights
but be aware
of when she is a
glass of rye
a grape sherry
our flaws and fear,
bones and marrow
a grounded type
born again
to fly
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