Recorded late in 1999 (then remixed in 2005) some songs were new, some were old. All songs are drum mosheen recordings. This is the first and only attempt at sitting down and making an album. Over the course of five days. A valiant effort if I do say so myself.
| 1. Graphic and Vague
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i could lie here and watch you sleep
and monitor your breathing
for fear that you might slip away
forever dreaming of you
what has this poor guy got to give
he's one of very few affected
he's taking pictures of everything
reality he neglected
i'm glad were here
my home away from home
i recognize the smell
but hate the way i felt
when i opened the door
to the same walls and floor
i guess i packed it all away and decided to
run away
cry freedom cry could play all night
it could play eternally
all that i need is in sight
things are pretty good these days
i could lie here all night and never find sleep
how graphic and vague
this late buzz can be
i guess i'll give in
and find my way back to bed |
| 2. Kentucky
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i had myself a car wreck
and caused us all a traffic jam
i could have moved on
if it weren't for the jam i was in
who would have thought
that a glance could change
an opinion that's not
stranded in kentucky
of all places
staring at kentucky through
the armor all glare on the glass
this is not my home
it might taste the same
it might rain the same gray
as i ease into the left lane
there is nothing here for me
and there is only one way
there's a lot of countryside
in a swirling blur passing by
staring at kentucky through
the armor all glare on the glass |
| 3. Carnival
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this silence is killing me
it's driving me crazy
let's talk about nothing at all
sometimes life feels like a day
at a carnival
where the rides are held together
with rubber bands
and the drivers of
the bumper cars are covered in
shaving cream
sunglasses chain wallet
everything you need to be
a carnie
let's talk seriously
i want to know your thoughts about anything
i wish that you would talk to me
with the laughter in the distance
you can tell neil diamond is in town
how could he ever stay away
from such a culturally diverse place
which side of the social reef
do you think they would be
secure on shore or floating out to sea
and where would the carnies be |
| 4. Burden Tree
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i'm on top of the world
look at all i can see
and i'm king of it all
from the top of this tree
there was never a doubt
that i could fly this high
and i'll never forget
this moment in time
as long as i'm alive
i've sandbagged my windows
to hold back the water
that wreaks and tastes like chlorine
it burned out my eyeballs
and pulled out my lymph nodes
and stabbed me right in the spleen
and now i can't see what i'm getting into
because it's too foggy to see what i'm driving into
my guidelines are chalk lines that the water washed away
and i'm probably blind for the rest of the way |
| 5. Wax Moth
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fish are swimming and trends are spinning
in my head there's no end to it
life is too short to miss the excitement
and watch it all fade away
just wait and see what becomes of me
inside people love to stare at you
falling clumsily around
inside people would love to share with you
if only you were inside
back home people are cloudy opaque dark and thick
back home people have faded
what have i seen in the chlorine dream
the light is burning wearing down wearing down
humanity's learning to burn it down burn it down
fish are floating and twins are sinning
in my head theres no end to it
just wait and see who depends on me
yesterday was full of reruns
i think i've seen this one before
stand up like erector
tear it down run it down
tonight you remind me of mean old black beard
pillaging my soul
i'll stand my ground if the ship goes down
fish are living and friends are giving
in my head theres no end to it
just wait and see don't ever question me |
| 6. Visitors
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i've got visitors coming by my house tonight
and i came prepared to sell myself tonight
bring your friends we'll have a beer
did you notice i'm talking to myself
for a lack of conversation
in your backwoods high school world
we've got a visitor coming out of the rain
and he came prepared to share his pain
don't be afraid to spill some soul
did you hear him talking to the ladies
there are no ladies here
but there's admiration a form of applause
and it smiles in the smoky air
are you expecting visitors
it only takes a brew to herd them through
and now i know that i've been here before
it's coming round again
did you notice i'm talking to myself
for a lack of conversation
you're so fucking cool now that you're in school
what's your major |
| 7. Riddle Me This
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you should be glad that there's no response to be had
i know you wouldn't like what you've got coming
i'll tell you all about the things that you want to know
i know you'll never like what you've got coming
you're trapped and left alone here with everyone i know
you should be glad that there's no pride to be had
i know you wouldn't like what you've got coming
you're trapped and left alone here with everyone i know
you should be glad that there's no answers to be had
i know you wouldn't like the ones you've got coming
you see it's only me i'm the one without answers
you know i never liked the ones i had |
| 8. I.T.I.G.A.M.Y.
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you and i deny
that i can't see straight
to light the candle
hold the match far away
it will never burn down completely
it reuses itself again
when i look into your eyes
i don't see you cry
even though i know
you do deep inside
you will never waste away
if you remember to look inside |
| 9. Bleeding Hole
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i've got a million holes inside my head
and every one is bleeding
sometimes i feel that i'd be better off dead
flip the page or rip it out and keep on reading
my life is flying away from me
closer and closer
too blurry cant see
i found another hole inside my head
this one is no longer bleeding
sometimes i wonder what it's like to be dead
others i don't even wonder
my life is flying away with me
closer and closer
to what i can't see |
| 10. Olive Drab
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it's bed time for you my little brown shoe
as we walk on through the doorway
there's trouble inside but well never decide
if it's real or of the sales lady
there's two wooden fellows the african fellows
in the lobby there here where i linger
there's trouble inside but well never decide
if it's real or only a glimmer
this can not go on never
vision unblurred by forever
it will make a sound a most original sound
like the wind rushing through the pine trees
it's an olive drab world and it's fun for the girls
bring the wife and the kids well go hunting
there's only one prize it's your very own eyes
it's an optically illusive vacation
there's trouble inside but well never decide
if it's real or finally ending
this can not go on never
vision unblurred by forever
it's an olive drab world and it's fun for the girls
bring the wife and the kids we'll go hunting
there's only one prize it's your very own eyes
it's an optically illusive vacation |
| 11. Bubble Theme, The Great
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when you break a whole town down
into concrete streets and plastered walls
a few trees in pretty places
there's a feeling in the air
bricks in bunches bridges and bums
silence is hard to come by
transit buses and thumping bass
and these dogs will bark at most anything
this spells mostly stress for a host of most folks
but it's nothing to me for good company
and conversation in a room that i choose
i don't ask for much i know that's you too
this is our bubble theme
ego knock it down for all to see
and never need to say goodbye to
and never need to ever need to
need to cry for what we're lacking
things can come and shake around
at a pace that spells only grace to me
when you take a look around
at valued things and wedding rings
a few trees and picket fences
i know there's a dream for me
but it's based upon simplicity
maybe a little security
because it's cold outside the bubble where i reside
a lack of company is what has been ailing me
that's what they tell me |
