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1.Her Hands Will Feed Your Mule 2.Playtime 3.Small Apocalypse 4.You Will Be So Happy 5.Lady Luck 6.Maybe It's Maybe 7.Sara's Wet Dream 8.Blue 9.Everything's Falling 10.Nobody Loves You 11.Grind 12.Blisters 13.Poison Pen 14.Little Moonbeam 15.The Only Thing Her Hands Will Feed Your Mule © 2008 She’s walking through the meadow She staggers all alone The asters bloom below her Her breath cuts to the bone/ You watch her from your fortress She’s a vision in your mind Her eyes are bleeding for you But she will not go blind/ Her hands will feed your mule Her hands will feed your mule Her hands will feed your mule Her hands will feed your mule/ She rises from the gutter In a purple velvet coat She mutters something softly You touch her trembling throat/ And she can see right through you Like a psychic through a pet Perhaps she can renew you So you give her your regret/ Her hands will feed your mule Her hands will feed your mule / Her hands will feed your mule Her hands will feed your mule/ She rises from the ruin Of every dead disguise And all the faded wisdom Surrounded by your spies/ You peel away her surface You throw out every rule Her eyes are looking at you Her hands will feed your mule Playtime © 2008 I see you standing there Your finger on the pulse Of something nothing can tear from you/ And when there is no way Up out of this decay I know that I can play with you/ I like to play with you Pretend to pray with you Then go astray with you With you/ Do you like to play with me? I like to play with you/ Just steal away with you/ I see you in my dreams You see me on the bus With no one left to trust but you/ And to your man’s dismay We met the other day And I know that I can play with you/ I like to play with you I’m broke, can I stay with you Just for a day or two? With you/ Do you like to play with me? I like to play with you/ Get old and gray with you/ I see you standing there You see me on the floor You know I went through your drawer, but you/ To your very own dismay Still like me anyway And I know that I can play with you/ I like to play with you On a working day with you Kill your fiancée with you With you/ Do you like to play with me? I like to play with you/ In the USA with you Small Apocalypse © 2008 Every single moment is a small apocalypse And we’re all a part of it Every single moment is a small apocalypse And we’re all a part of it/ There’s a mannequin holding out its hand again Begging for an idiot’s forgiveness Walking down the street with a buck forty, I’ll be fucked shortly But I can still win until then/ If you see my face on the subway Don’t tell the pigs if it wasn’t on a poster If you plead my case on a Monday Don’t blame the table for a drink without a coaster/ Every single moment is a small apocalypse And we’re all a part of it Every single moment is a small apocalypse And we’re all a part of it/ There’s a born again Christian, high on Sudafed Pissing on a druid’s head, Buddha’s dead Walking in the rain with a rainbow Wishing I was sane but the pain still came slow/ If you see my face on the TV Don’t tell the pigs if I’m hiding in your basement Looking at the world through a smokescreen In a broke dream so clean and complacent You Will Be So Happy © 2008 Choking on a wishbone Pop another sin in the God machine Watch it come out so fresh and clean/ Standing on the corner Keep my hood up and my head down too So cameras can’t see just what I do/ You will be so happy someday You will be so happy someday You will be so happy someday You will be so happy/ It’s half past midnight and I’m Creeping past the searchlights Looking for a dream deferred A prayer no one’s said/ Sleeping in a motel Dreaming bout a hooker down in New Orleans Who look like a girl from the magazines/ Spitting out the poison Walking down the street in a dead man’s coat Digging on a song that a dead man wrote/ You will be so happy someday You will be so happy someday You will be so happy someday You will be so happy/ It’s half past midnight And your skirt is only skin tight I wanna make love to the space Between thoughts in your head/ Judge hits the gavel Making license plates as the day goes by Stamped with words ‘live free or die’/ Waiting for the sunrise I’m back in the world with some brand new shoes And a fistful of nothing lose/ You will be so happy someday You will be so happy someday You will be so happy someday You will be so happy/ It’s half past midnight and I’m Creeping past the searchlights Looking for a dream deferred The comfort of your bed Lady Luck © 2008 If you still love me, please let me know If you still love me, please let me know If you still love me, please let me know If you still love me, please let me know/ Lady Luck, my soul’s on ice Lady Luck, when I roll these dice Lady Luck, will you be on my side/ Lady Luck, my streak’s gone cold Lady Luck, if I don’t fold Lady Luck, will you be on my side Maybe It’s Maybe © 2008 Sinister reminders of your imitation face I put on my blinders but I can’t remove the taste Something’s close behind us, so impossible to trace Maybe it’s maybe or maybe it’s not/ Put a quarter in the monkey And I will surely dance for you Is it the pussy or the sunshine That makes me do what I’ll do?/ Tell the streets that call you lay down and go to sleep There’s money there, but not enough to sacrifice the sheep To a wolf whose riches just reveal him to be cheap Maybe it’s maybe or maybe it’s not/ Blowing lines off the dresser Of some motel with drawn blinds It took 3 shots to undress her It took 3 more to clear my mind/ If god is my witness, hell, I hope She don’t see this I will hold your sickness while you float away to piss And watch you come back to me like a Goddess through this mist Maybe it’s maybe or maybe it’s not/ Put a quarter in the monkey And I will surely call your name Such an acrobatic addict So unknown and so untame Sara’s Wet Dream © 2008 When you see me on black leather couch Burgundy smoking jacket circa 1962 Jezebel, my pet tiger, purring at my feet You know what I’m about Sincerity to the power of love Sincerity to the power of love You see love is like pie Soft and delicious, thick and nutritious, hot and suspicious Love is also like the number pi Irrational and infinite And when you add ‘r squared’ to the equation? It all comes full circle Right back to you, bitch Yeah/ Is there any chance That with just one glance I could get them pants Down Sara, sweet Sara?/ And if I gave you drugs Wrapped in Persian rugs Would you give me hugs Sweet Sara, my Sara?/ When you see me in my black marble pool Nude but for a top hat and a feather boa You know what I’m about Sincerity to the power of love You see love is like wine Sometimes it’s expensive and other times it comes in a box But when it comes a box, baby? We’re all gonna have a good time Yeah Is there anyone That could have more fun With a loaded gun Than Sara, sweet Sara?/ And if you take my hand I will love you and We’ll be rich and tanned Sweet Sara, my Sara?/ Blue © 2008 I know how to say goodbye In countless different languages It’s strange how you still cannot cry Each tear duct strains and languishes/ Blue Hawaii stains the tongue A darker rum, a punctured lung You tell me you know why I’ve come You tell me you know why I’ve come/ Blue/ I know how to pass you by When nothing really matters much And rubies rain down from the sky Into your hungry, tattered clutch/ Blue Hawaii, take my soul Out to the sea, so deep below A place where I can never go A comfort we will never know/ Blue/ I know how to cut this pie To pieces till it has no worth You hold my hand, you roll the die Into the murk of afterbirth/ Blue Hawaii on my mind The more I see, the more I’m blind You step ahead, I fall behind You raise the dead, I walk the line/ Blue Everything’s Falling © 2008 Lucid dreaming in the sun Take the safety off the gun Little one, your on your own Look back and you’ll turn to stone/ Everything’s falling Everything’s falling Everything’s falling Down, down, down, down/ Laying mortar on the bricks Come to me to get your fix I’ll leave no mark on your vein So no one will know that you came/ Everything’s falling Everything’s falling Everything’s falling Down, down, down, down/ Plastic meltdown on the shore Nothing’s sacred anymore You wonder if it ever was You wonder if it’s all because/ Everything’s falling Everything’s falling Everything’s falling Down, down, down, down Nobody Loves You © 2008 I don’t know what you’re tripping about But it sure do seem to me That every time you lose your mind I gotta go out and find it for you I gotta go out and find it for you I gotta go out and find it for you/ I don’t know what your problem is But I got problems too And every time you steal my heart I’m forced to steal it right back from you I’m forced to steal it right back from you I’m forced to steal it right back from you/ You say no one knows your name And nobody wants you Cuz nobody loves you/ You think everyone’s the same And nobody wants you Cuz nobody loves you/ I don’t know what you’re tripping about But it sure do seem to me You’re wasting every breath you take And I’m caught up in useless waiting I’m caught up in useless waiting I’m caught up in useless waiting/ Your tits are fake, your dreams are real I guess your self-esteem Is low enough to open up Fuck me and then make a scene Screw me and then make the scene Douse your dress in gasoline/ You say no one knows your name And nobody wants you Cuz nobody loves you/ You think everyone’s the same And nobody wants you Cuz nobody loves you/ This is the part of the song That sounds like we’re on depressing drugs We’re on depressing drugs Leave us alone, the drugs are depressing Grind © 2008 You’re so fine, baby let me touch you I’ll make you mine, I’ll ride you into the sunset Should you cross the line nothing will crush you Such a perfect crime, such a perfect mind I wanna grind you/ Back, forth, side to side Go back and forth and side to side Go back, forth, side to side Go back and forth and side to side/ I, I, I wanna grind you I, I, I wanna grind you/ Jump in my broken spaceship I’ll touch your thigh, I’ll let you touch my gearshift You’re so sly, you’re so beautifully gifted The world is dry, we’re wet and high And I wanna grind you/ Back, forth, side to side Go back and forth and side to side Go back, forth, side to side Go back and forth and side to side/ I, I, I wanna grind you I, I, I wanna grind you/ Blisters © 2008 I rambled into town on a freight train With a neon green Flying V on my back Playing classic Oasis songs to the hobo girls in thongs Drinking Thunderbird and yodeling in the food court/ John Henry was a Jetta-driving I-Fuck And Stackolee robbed Chipotle with his Glock In the delta with the blues, watching the scrawl across Fox News Smoking heroin in the 7-11 parking lot/ My home is in the Blue Ridge Mountains I got a Blackberry banjo backwoods PS5 At the Cineplex mining coal, at the crossroads I sold my soul For a lower APR Old Navy credit card Poison Pen © 2008 Hot foot powder at my door How can you still be so sure?/ Of a stolen glance trapped by circumstance Shot between the eyes again Dream’s antiquity only rich men see Signed off with a poison pen/ I am charcoal, you are blank The world is flat and we’re a tank/ In somebody’s brain, we could cause them pain Or we could try to help them mend Would it give you pause if you could make the laws And sign them with a poison pen?/ Set the main sail straight ahead Scale the beams of infrared/ Useless prophecies creep in like disease Like a helping hand to lend I went south and you did what you needed to And signed off with a poison pen Little Moonbeam © 2008 Little moonbeam, little one Hold me closely, kiss me deep Like a daydream’s reflected sun I’m not worried, there’s no hurry at all/ Your soft, pale rays reveal this maze And I will follow you/ Winter’s castle, we’re snowed in It’s no hassle, warmth of skin Just like that old record said We’ll share the comfort of my single bed and glide/ On nights that gaze through lazy days Will you follow me?/ Little moonbeam, little one I will protect you and keep you near Like a daydream’s reflected sun The moon will be the sunlight’s mirror we see/ Though no one knows just how love grows We will follow it The Only Thing © 2008 The only thing we have is love |