A B C D E F G H I J K L M O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
(still missing some from our first record, sorry)
Absence Makes the Heart Go Wander
Invisible ropes which bind our ghosts
Weaken with distance, with time
I feel the tension slack when we're holding hearts
I feel them tug when we are kept apart
This gedankenübertragung we've been practicing for so long
Whose projection was once so strong
Is the signal finally fading?
All this time we've spent traversing air, land and sea
Should, in theory bring you that much closer to me
But these years propose a different hypothesis:
Absence makes the heart go wander
I should have seen this coming
I should have known
That we'd grow tired of being left alone
But if you stand and stare across the sea
It's like you're standing right next to me
You'll hear my whispers carry on the breeze
As you close your eyes to sleep
Its like you're lying right next to me
You'll feel my kisses as if in a dream
All Things Are Moving Toward Their End
Wait, can you feel it moving?
Hey, the distance is shrinking
Feel it spin out of control
I can feel it all ending
Time is wastefully spending
All things move toward their end
Be it the birth of a star
Or a kiss between friends
The distance is shrinking
It's unavoidable, sweet thing
Another life has begun
In the kingdom of men
Both things are moving
It's unavoidable, sweet thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
You cannot run from it, darling
All things are moving toward their end
Unbridled debauchery
When you bring your body close to me
At the time, what feels right is truly wrong
And where's the crime, when tonight...
The body always lies when it comes to love
She knows only what she needs
The brain can't decipher what is real or not
The body has put him to sleep
Breathe Underwater
Nineteen Eighty-Seven, we visited the ocean
Timidly we played in the water
When no one else was watching
We waded past the breakers
Felt a current pulling us under
The atmosphere receding, the surface slowly rising
Every trace of daylight extinguished
Hope is but an anchor and anchors drag us under
Thankfully we breathe underwater
And the luxury ship was a passing giant
Every castaway bled and dying behind it
Leaving miles of bodies in its wake
And they offered to help us out of the water
Heard the glasses clink, heard the laughs and chatter
And retreated to safety beneath those waves forever
For there is beauty here under dark and cold
There are species here who are wise and old
There's a language here in which tales are told
And no treasure's fine enough to make me leave it
I've seen the maps of green and brown
All the blue appears as nothing between the islands
Hope is but an anchor and anchors drag us under
Thankfully we breathe underwater
And the luxury ship is a passing giant
Every castaway bled and dying behind it
Leaving miles of bodies in its wake
Forget them...
Flat on the floor
Eyes up, facing forth
Without a drink for twenty days now
For whatever that's worth
Each thought ringing out as clearly as a bell
Sustaining long enough to write it down
Dark is the path which lies before us,
Songs of the Siren, sing the chorus
On day twenty-one, the night's first alky bev
It rushes over like a warm wind
And goes straight to my head
And it's just what I need to quell the aching hell
Of the working week and those incessant bells
Now it'st ime...
To chill the fuck out
I'll be like a hollow reed
And let it flow through me like the wind
All of my enemies are dead or forgiven
That possum-faced motherfucker keeps on livin'
Why did you outlive River Phoenix?
How dare you break Uma's heart?
Evolve Into Nothing
I pledge allegiance to the fags, the immigrants, the drunks,
The disenfranchised punks, hidden by rags
And there's no such thing as god, for if there was,
He'd be lost in obscurity where he belongs
We are children of space and crustaceans
All our extremities licked by flames of the sun
Raised underwater by ice-dwelling mammals
Schooled in a network of nerves, untied and undone
We emerge unscathed, never looking back to wonder how
Betrothed, betrayed, never having figured out
You're so much more than the sum of the family you're from
And the circumstances which you grew up around
And if there really is a truth, then you'll never get your head around it
My father crawled on the floor of the ocean
The son of shit-tons of atoms swirling around
My mother slept in the wake of a comet
Catching on fire and slamming into the ground
Someday when we've all evolved back to nothing
We'll spend our whole life exploding under the stars
With even less of a real understanding
That this incredible journey was actually ours
Shivering at the windowsill
Wondering, can you feel this chill?
So far away, I doubt you will
In her arms...
In her arms, against her chest
Lulled to sleep by heaving breaths
Will you dream of me, of the mess you left
While in her arms?
Fast asleep in her arms
Nothing threatens you now
You think your secret is safe
Like me, she'll figure you out
That it's normalcy that you crave
Not love without any bounds
So hide away from the boy
You claim was keeping you down
In her arms
You know, this really isn't me at all
I'm following a trail of clothes down the hall
And the urge to step into your room was uncontrollable
Come on and wipe my weary eyes
I couldn't keep back the tears if i tried
I was panicked when I woke, but now I'm inconsolable
Let's get vulnerable
That girl is so much trouble
She made me get vulnerable
That boy is so much trouble
He made me get vulnerable
Her eyes caress me from within
His breath pours down my skin
Chocolate, cigarettes and wine
Combined, the sweetest poison
Better judgement is swayed
The lines blur and fade
Naked and wanting, hungry and afraid
Soaked to the sinew, cut to the bone
Millions of lovers, each one all alone
Dishonorable, the tactics we employ
The battles in which we engage ourselves
Everybody back home in their box
Are unpacking shopping bags
The ribbon magnets and the plastic flags
Let them believe that there's a man in the clouds
With an eye out for us on the ground
And a halo for every boy
Waits regardless of who he destroys
And if you believe what you are told
You've seen the dastardly dethroned
And the commander sends the heroes home
He sends everbody back home in a box
Made of temples we've defaced
And decorated with the shells we've shocked
Let them believe that there's a man in the clouds
With an eye out for us on the ground
And a heaven for every boy
Waits regardless of who he destroys
Let them believe that we were summoned by fate
To go and fight for a struggle so great
When really we're party to enslaving the world
I'm A Sucker For Backwards Drums
I'm a sucker for backwards drums
And underwater photography
If you expect me to fight this war
And ignore
That I've a thing for six-foot tall boys
And getting high till we see the sun
If I'm to give up my drugs and boys
Then I'll run
And I won't return until
At last, the barbarism's gone
It's lasted for so long
And the dark ages are behind us
Until the kings' fat heads all roll
And their thick black blood will flow
And the golden age is upon us
I'll stand up to the actors
Who play the parts of our masters
‘Action! Now ride off into the distance.'
You ask ‘What's my motivation?'
‘How about your fucking head on a stick?
Now get moving!'
I'm a lover, not a fighter
The Life of the Infidel Comes Crashing Down
I know how this goes
My mouth is closed
A secret buried beneath crypts of shame
The life of the infidel comes crashing down
One step closer to death
You feel my breath on the back of your neck
Hands up your shirt
And though this definitely means my life
I will not stop
I cannot stop
The song of the siren
When played over the radio
Sends cars full of sailors
Driving right off the roads
With one shining body
That made everybody blind
I know how this goes
My eyes are closed
Our engines idle as our lips touch
I know it's wrong
But I can't stay strong
"We don't have to take our clothes off
To have a good time"
But it sure helps
The life of the infidel comes crashing down
A once ancient song of love
Stands aside to unveil
Bitter and black betrayal
Now after all this time
I need for you to see
Sara Sanger you've sang
My one true siren's song
You saved my life
The Lost Language
Once, a wild phantom sprang forth from a rock
And we all called him god
Giant-headed doctor locked the phantom up for ages
Three children hiking from a bridge down a lush landscape
Unleash the phantom playing children's games
The children chant a secret spell in a lost language
The rushing river speaks the spirit's name
The birds and insects sing their song in the lost language
Soon his magnificence will take its shape
The bridge's underside will serve as the phantom's keep
The children make their new home in the shade
And a language lost
In the darkest age
Means a war will start
And the world will change
The Luckiest Woman In The World
I cleaned the blood off you myself
And I waited by your side
Mine will be the first face that you see
When you open up your eyes
And I'm the luckiest woman in the world
To have that face
I'm the luckiest woman in the world
To have this face
I'm the luckiest woman in the world...
If you take me to your room,
You will get your kiss goodnight
Mine will be the first face that you see
When you wake up by my side
And I'm the luckiest woman in the world
To have that face
I'm the luckiest woman in the world
To have this face
It's a beacon shining from above
And a cornerstone of so much love
Recalling endless afternoons
In Summer lying in your room
You probably think I'm sick but I
Can't help but thinking of the times
I'd stand beneath your window
Calling out your name
I'm the luckiest woman in the world
To have this face
I'm the luckiest woman in the world...
There's no keeping track of each pretty face
Each black hair stuck in place
A trifling cycle we've seen a thousand times
The same constraints and borderlines
So make me deaf
For I dread the latest epithet
Who could ever ever guess the depths of your depravity
The cycles of your morality?
And who can blame them now?
Watching all of their friends get in line
To sip from the gravy train
Holler!
And make me deaf
For I've read the latest epitaph
Who could ever ever guess the depths of our depravity
The cycles of our morality?
And what's the real sentiment
Behind all this highly publicized subversion?
When the idols of my time when given the chance
Every one wrapped their mouth around that hook
And begged to be taken away
And they should know better than us that
There's nothing punk rock about money
And if they say different, they're a fucking liar
And who can blame them?
Frankly, I think I can blame them
For the way they stood down like cowards
Abandoned their posts
While we fell, mowed down
Do you sway to the sound of the music
Or is there some influence which calculates how you move?
Is there a fire that's burning inside of you
Or does your voice flow through icy pipes?
Now the world is listening
I'm sick to death of all of these hollow screams
Now the world is listening
Don't waste your breath
What will you sing about?
Now the world is listening
Song For Ben Henning
I have a confession to make
And it's not something I'm very proud of
Actually, that's a lie - I'm a little bit proud
Here goes...
On the night of The Phoenix
When you found that your weapon was gone
Surely left at the last battle
I lent you mine so the show would go on
But now, finally, the truth
It was I who had stole it away
To the highest rafters of The Matrix
It sat untouched there for hundreds of days
Neither Goepel nor Izen
Played a part in this treacherous ruse
But it was their deepest wishes
You'd find an axe more befitting of you
Something ballsy and classic
Like the weapon you're wielding today
But the bottom line is this:
I lied to you, I stole from you and I'm sorry
A Spoiled Surprise, A Cheap Reveal
Sound is the sleeping of the aged
Who've long outlived the wars they waged
Deep dreamiing, sans the fear of monsters
The villains of the era conquered
Dark is the Path which lies before us
The stoic older folk adore us
For we brave the odds with something special,
A certain "notgivinafuckness"
So we sound the dull, electric drum of our hearts
As unassuming as the towns which we are from
Each beat - a sonic boom into the corners of your room
Gone is the magic of the old days
Enchanted forests turned to freeways
Nothing left to imagination
A spoiled surprise, a cheap reveal
And you'll see, all through the annals of history
Motherfuckers just like The New Trust
Keeping a lid on the mystery
Of what makes motherfuckers like us, us
Dark is the path which lies before us
The stoic older kids adore us
For we brave the odds with something special
A certain notgivinafuckness
The Suffering Of Fools
Once again, I've trusted in one much stronger than myself
And sadly been left proven wrong, confused and mad as hell
A drunken drive, a wander round these once familiar streets
Doubtful whether after all these years I've yet to meet
One much stronger than myself
The company of wolves has left me tired and old
For the suffering of fools we will unbreak my mold
There'd be one who drives us around
One who plays the piano and sings with us
There'll be one advancing the shows
One who's posted at the doorway taking money
Letting everybody know there's no ins and outs
One in school studying entertainment law
While the rest are requesting songs
Cheering us on...
But if I were bestowed such gifts
I'm not confident that I could be trusted with them
Right now, as it stands with just me
I can hardly keep my hands off myself, honestly
And it's not just sex, across the board
We're as incorrigible as it gets
With enough of us stacked on high
We'd voltron into an unstoppable party machine
Tearing it up, down and apart
Wreaking havoc as we break your heart
There'd be one who steals your drinks
One who nods and pretends that he's listening
While his eyes roam round your dress
Countless others adding fuel to every fire
One who's waiting in the wings if one should collapse
One in school studying entertainment law
While the rest are screaming out songs
Cheering us on...
There's Been a Terrible Accident
There's been a terrible accident
I don't think I will get any sleep tonight
I close my eyes and all I see is the accident
Yeah I'm a survivor
Is that supposed to sound glamourous
That I survived where you have died?
Lacerations and broken limbs
An attitude that's indicative
Of one who remains barely alive
This life is dangerous
These times are terrible
Keep your head and arms inside this ride
Bring yourself close to me
The only shelter here
I'll be the place for you to hide
This Person is a Palindrome
Your job is to move forward
Head strong and heart that's hard
These are the averages at work
There is equality in human experience
These are the averages at work
Be how they want you to be
Look how they want you to look
Feel how they want you to feel
Build what they want you to build
Oh, these precious minutes
When you talk to me, minutes
You show me the value within it
On the hight & vibrate
My shit's on honk the whole time
That we hang out
Each number, a door unopened
Each cold call
Each message, an embrace
Each dial, a knock upon the door
Each call, a call of desperateion
A sideways invitation
And the names drop
I'll throw this phone into the ocean
And have a real conversation
Those Incessant Bells
I unplugged the phone
And dead-bolted the door
No way no one will interfere tonight
I turn out the light
And fill up the tub as hot as I can stand
Trace letters in the mirror with trembling hand
Dark is the path which lies before us
Songs of the Siren, sing the chorus
With head half-submerged
I can hear my beating heart
Each breath, each drip, each movement amplified
It seems only right
That the last sounds I hear
Be so like the very first I ever heard
Before my first breath
I close my eyes...
And chill the fuck out
Chill the fuck out
I'll be like a hollow reed
And let it flow through me like the wind
When blue changes hue
To red when it hits the air
Escaping, crowding your peripherals
You're made more aware
Of the body's machine
Whose purpose, still unknown
The heart, an engine
Blood, a lubricant
Idling all alone
Now look to your right,
That person's gonna die
There's no escape, It could be years from now
It could be tonight
But what matters not
Is how long you cling to life
It's who you touch and what you leave behind
So take some time...
And chill the fuck out
Chill the fuck out
I'll be like a hollow reed
And let it flow through me like the wind
To Hell, Via Jail
By Roman Numeral XXX
The best of me was gotten, forgotten
My Amplified Heart, Disintegration, Century Flower
Was not nearly penned
More difficult done than said
I've made no difference
"You're only as young as you feel"
Such a desperate appeal
But you know it was exactly what I wanted to hear
Because you make me feel so young
So attractive, free and fun
And your kisses somehow burn away the years
And you're not in control
Things are about to get ugly...
Because the company I keep
More often wolves and seldom sheep
As you approach, you'll hear the howling from the den
And if you don a wild mask
But house the faint heart of a lamb
You're bound to find your carcass drying in the wind
And it's no one's fault
And it's natural
That the wild always overtake the weak
But you're not in control
I really don't care who knows
Each second that it growns
Deeper inside of me
I really don't care who sees
Because truly as they say
Whatever's gonna be will be
Deep breaths
Nobody's here to harm you
Deep down
The feelings that swarm inside you
Make you wonder
What is it that alarms you?
Is it that we are all afraid?
But I really don't care who sees
When I want to pull him close
Whispering nose to nose
And if he puts his hand around my waist
Should I worry about being chaste
I mean Hello? Come on!
Wake up, it's the nineties!
Deep breaths
Nobody's here to harm you
I know that we are all afraid
And I still really don't care
I really don't care who knows
I really don't care
When we're whispering nose to nose
When the Dead Start Rising
We are retarded, I mean the way we act
The way we're talking shit
As soon as the other one turns their back
Why be opponents, When we should be so much more?
You just surround yourself with sycophantic, blithering bores
You need to be near people that you can trust
Forget all those liars, you should know that you can come to us
Because I know this climate is soon gonna change
And the sun will rise on an army of gray, slack faces
And all the places we used to enjoy before
Will never be safe again
When the dead start rising
We'll need all the friends that we can get
Come to the Forty and meet some like-minded friends of mine
That's Jerry Ilkenhons, that's Jaypee, that's Kerri Valentine
We've got machetes and much much more in the van
And we're set to roll off these city streets as soon as we can
And up to the mountains, where the water is fresh
With imported cigarettes
Because I know you hate to settle for less
We'll drown out the groaning of the undead below
And I believe we were meant for a higher purpose
To someday surface as modern Adams and Eves
When the dead start rising
We'll be warriors one and all
And like the fate of warriors
We will watch each other fall
And when we too start rising,
We'll have to act right there and then
When the dead start rising
We'll need all the friends that we can get
Wretched and Unwanted
Wretched, unwanted
Pushed to the sidelines, kicked to the ground and stunted
Naked, unsightly
Alone in the covers, nonetheless rejected nightly
Thus, another day begins
For the mind of a boy in an old man's skin
And every glance says "what a dreadful mistake you are"
Wretched, unwanted
Daft and unable to live up to all you've fronted
Naked, unsightly
Alone in the covers and somehow rejected nightly
Thus, another day begins
So all aboard that train
If your life's a falling elevator, fast approaching ground
And your eyes, a deep, dark well
No one wants their Baby Jessica falling down
If you're sickened by the face that you see in the mirror
Get up and shake it all around
If you want love and you can't find any
You've Got to be Fucking Shitting Me
Sugar telephones at twelve o'clock
Says she's pulling up around my block
And would I like to drive to the coast
Through hiccuped sighs
I asked her once why she has to climb
Behind the wheel when she starts to cry
Said it's the only thing that calms her down
And I let it slide
She pulls over without warning
For a six pack at one o clock in the morning
We've only been out an hour, girl
You've got to be fucking shitting me
We go speeding through a sleeping town
Bottles up and the windows down
Sugar, please put your seat belt on
And she laughs at me
"If I liked being told what to do,
I'd have brought my dad along instead of you"
I put my seat back and drifted off
As Kate Bush sang
And dreamed as the dawn set in
We drove straight through armageddon
And when we finally reached the ocean, there was nothing left
We cooed at the howling darkness
As white lights showered down upon us
Spaceships all around now
You've got to be fucking shitting me
I awoke as we approched the coast
The rising sun chased away the ghosts
I really should have stayed awake
Cuz now I feel like shit
Sugar weaves the car along the cliffs
And jerks the wheel for the fun of it
"Would you please put your seatbelt on"
And she laughs, but listen here...
I'll be the one laughing
Shockwaves shooting through the mountains
The coastline's in the shadow of a giant wave
Cruise liners capsizing
As planes crash along the horizon
And I'm the one buckled in
Girl, you've got to be fucking shitting me