1. |
The Spectre Of
03:13
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Hung from the trees, their body long deceased
Their eyes guide their finger, soon their gaze malingers
Ripped from the still night by the neon floodlights
To flesh remains but their beating heart and veins
The steel that binds us, fluorescent bulbs that blind us,
The crumbs on the floor, and the draft beneath the door
Are less than the stare of the one who is not there
Hear the clank of their chained feet on the cracked concrete
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2. |
Washington Monument
02:00
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It's my aptitude, and you
You've got two
When the needle drops we bop far away
When the needle drops we bop far away
When the needle drops we bop far away too
I don't know a thing
About pro wrestling
Crossing the avenue, walking the mall
Reaching the monument standing so tall
I ask you your name, you answer the same
And reply that both of us are to blame
To blame for all our consequences
To blame for all our second guesses
To blame for being one and never more
For
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3. |
Government Shutdown
02:21
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Ladies and gentlemen, we're gathered today
To fight to preserve the American Way
To subjugate tyranny from whence it appeared
Unless we're not done come the next fiscal year
What should we do?
What should we do?
We'll have to
Retire the offices, lock up the gates
Close up the departments, shut down the state
Suspend our employees indefinitely
Because we all cannot and will not agree
So please take your time, take weekends off too
Take Senate lunch and recess for a few
To compromise would be to admit defeat,
So on with the stalemate; stay off your feet!
We do not know; we cannot say
When and how our schools will be paid
But we can tell you safely assured
Our own salaries are well secured
Safely assured
Our salaries are well secured
Safely assured
Our salaries are well secured
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4. |
I Have Sex Sometimes
03:33
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What we did was very bad
It made me very, very sad
What we did was bad, it made me very sad,
And I don't understand why you're so glad
Come and cover me
Come and cover me
Come and cover me
We are never free
You know you're very, very bad
It drives me absolutely mad
You know that you're bad, and it drives me mad,
And I don't understand why you're so glad
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5. |
The Clerk
03:19
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6. |
Petrichor
02:40
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I will endure you
I will endure you
I think you would be more beautiful if I never, ever knew you
If I knew you
I'd undo you
Do you ever feel like
The world comes crashing down
In one great big wave?
It descends; you will end
It was a tortured life
It blew away like sand
It gets pockmarked like old rocks and stones
Sinking into the mire of the wetland
I fall asleep
I will wake too soon as before
To the petrichor
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7. |
Dreme Meme (Dream Meam)
06:02
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8. |
Keep Us Free
03:16
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If you're feeling up to snuff in this lifetime make a kick
I know what will make you stick
To the righteous and the sick
And the disenfranchised hicks
Of the day, and you can go away
To the marble halls and money balls of our ivory tower
Where they pass bills by the hour
Through arbiters most dour
Who've become numb to the powers
Of the day, and you can slave away
To keep us free
And secure our history
We're in need
See your nation bleed
I come through beat black and blue by poor philosophies
So I deliver my plea:
"Sir, can you please think for me?"
You of esteemed pedigree
For today, you can slave away
And I don't need a license plate to do the things I do
And I don't need a socialist state or a communist revue
It doesn't matter where or when and it doesn't matter who
It only matters what you're selling and what you're going to do
It's all up to you
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9. |
Summer Leaves
02:58
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Beneath the summer leaves, the end is nearing
And I believe what I'm most fearing
I think I love you but I probably don't
I think I'll miss you but I probably won't
Would you care to kiss me softly
Once or two times over coffee?
Discussing life in books and tea
Until at last, the summer's past and you're free
What have I got myself into now,
Thinking about you undressed?
Though I would never behave untrue,
My thoughts are muddled, I confess
Thinking about you undressed,
My thoughts are muddled, I confess
Is thinking untrue bad as being untrue as the rest?
Beneath the summer leaves, the end is nearing
And I believe what I'm most fearing
I think I love you but I probably don't
I think I'll miss you but I probably won't
Would you care to kiss me softly
Once or two times over coffee?
Discussing life in birds and tea
Until at last, the summer's past and you're free
I fear you captured my heart abroad
Three thousand miles from home
With wit that could scissor my brain in two
In your watercolors I roamed
Three thousand miles from home,
In your watercolors I roamed
The rain soaked me through and I mired my feet in the loam
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10. |
The Demagogue
01:48
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11. |
Charlotte's Letter
03:57
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I am weathered and tired, feeling so lonely
You are my best friend, my one and only
Sophisticated and kind, I think you're awfully fine
Do you think we could ever work out?
Do you think I could be your girl?
Give my tired old bones something to hold
It is not easy raising a kid by myself
Dried up and washed out, I feel I've been put on the shelf
Though you are distant too, I reckon you will still do
Do you think we could ever work out?
Do you think I could be your love?
I've been so empty inside since my husband died
You are my Humbert
You are my man
I put my heart on my sleeve
I don't ever want you to leave
Though you are shy and you want to hide,
I love you and I know you love me too
I am weathered and tired, feeling so lonely
You are my best friend, my one and only
Though you are distant too, I reckon you will still do
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