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For thousands of years…
the Devil heard every word.
So he found himself a crack
and opened up the Earth.
For those same thousand years…
God overheard each word.
So he told his Son to stay
while he met the Devil half way…
So God looked at him, stood chin to chin with fire in his grin:
“You know, this town ain’t big enough for the both of us.
Looks like we’ll have to settle all these rumors and drunken thoughts”
So eternally damned, the Devil did stand and so he squared up man to man:
“So put up your dukes, let’s fight,
and lay down all our hammers
So these simpletons below us
will shut up with all their clamor”
and Eureka one, found God’s tongue, and started all the fun:
“Your know your lies are all rotten
like the roots of your teeth,
but I have to admit it’s pleasure
that I made them seek,
[Devil] “There ain’t no dentist in heaven
that would get near my Devil mouth,
even if there was, it’s your drills that I’m not about.
So Eureka two gave him the blues and the Devil broke down and asked:
“What the hell are we doing here?
…that’s all in the past,
I called for this meeting
to become free at last.
My friends got the wrong impression of me,
They only use me for my schemes,
But really I’m not such an evil guy,
I was just disowned and left out on the streets.”
Well.
[Devil] “Oh, glory to God,
can we please switch spots,
‘cause this place is borin’ the hell outta me.
And the sinnin’ just never stops”
So God empathized with purple eyes and a heart washed with green:
[God] “Well I never thought you’d asked
cause all this praise is gettin’ to me,
perfection cheats the thrill of life,
and it feels like blasphemy.
“Aren’t we just great and all?
but now I hear a loud guffaw,
it sounds like it’s coming from Earth,
those simpletons must’ve heard our every word…
We’re not even…back to where we started…
things just got a whole lot worse…
God, can’t we…just wipe them all out again?
and do what we rehearsed?”
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duping the doubter
04:28
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when you solder the rain
when you swallow spiders
when you strut in the dirt
you look so good to me
how'd you fashion your wit?
how'd you cut through the schlock?
i only ask
cause you look so sharp to me
wanna travel back in time?
and tell chris columbus
we killed his fame
cause you seem so brave to me
well, am i right? or am i wrong?
are you really this flame, that this moth is drawn?
well, am i right? am i wrong?
are you really this hook i'm so hung up on?
when you syphon your sin
when you suffer just to suffer
when you spy on my soul
you look so good to me
how'd you peel back your skin?
how'd you keep from spoiling?
i only ask
cause you feel so raw to me
wanna travel back in time?
and shave off hitler's moustache
in his sleep
cause you look so fun to me
well, am i right? or am i wrong?
are you really this flame, that this moth is drawn?
well, am i right? or am i wrong?
are you really this hook i'm so hung up on?
let's hope i'm right,
cause i wanna be right
I really think i'm right
goddamn you know i'm right
let's hope i'm right,
cause i wanna be right
I really think i'm right
goddamn you know i'm right
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simple man
02:51
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Well, I'm a simple man, trapped inside a complicated mind,
rescued by no one, but fed just enough hope to live on.
And I feel - at time- as if i'm growing weak
and weaker by the weeks and years
but then other times as if i'm growing stronger
and stronger, yearlong, so dearly long
and in the discord exerted by my ego, superego and alter egos
i somehow find a strange, lucid piece
a piece to some larger, existential puzzle that i slowly design
as my inner myth, which creates the bedlam and bedrock
of my balderdash master peace.
so let it be known that when I started on my fearless quest
i was a nobody,
and for those of you who don't already know
that where i'm going i'll end up a somebody (on my own terms)
and when i do, humanity help me,
may my earnest attempts not be wasted nor perish
in minds or millennia to come.
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a thousand times
05:20
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If I told you once, I told you twice, I told you a 1000 times
{{{{{{not to believe them}}}}}}}
If they did it once, they'll do it twice, goddamn they'll do it a 1000 times
{{{{{{cause that's what keeps them breathing}}}}}}}
the monster was defeated by no one
that's where we went wrong
and since time waits for no one
we're stuck grasping at straws
and what's it like on the other side?
i can't see pass the silver lining.
and what's it like on the other side?
I guess i'll find out when i die.
if they told me once, they told me twice, goddamn they told me a 1000 times,
{{{{{{that i should believe them}}}}}}}
well, you can fool me once, maybe twice, but not a 1000 fucking times,
{{{{{{cause that's what keeps me breathing}}}}}}}
and since i'm not a preying man,
i'm screaming from the belly of tortured amber
i know it's time to defy my fate,
cause I wasn't given such grace like my once lover
and what's it like on the other side?
i can't see pass the silver lining.
and what's it like on the other side?
I guess i'll find out...
...when i die.
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momma, i know
04:41
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Well, Momma, I know you cry all the time that I'm gone
but i hope you don't feel like I did you wrong
I know you think I'm miles away just fiddlin' around
but truly I tell you no prophet is accepted in their hometown
You see, I had to go because of the blood in my veins
that makes weak in my knees like when you pray
these days will haunt me if I don't see them through
and you gotta believe me when I say there are some things I'll never be able to prove to you
Well, Momma, I know we dreamed of us all being together
not saying we won't but let's just plan for the better
Let's travel the world and start anew in New Orleans
leave the past behind and dream a day at a time
You see, I'm still gone because things just seem better out here
so you gotta let me know what'll help dry up all your fears
Because I don't know if I'm ever coming home for good
sadly life can be sad and it doesn't always work out (yeah) like it should
Yeah, my Momma, she's always the first to laugh when I sing
but the beauty of season is the many feelings that they bring
Yeah, my momma and I we never really see eye to eye
but it doesn't really matter because we're always on each other's side
Well, Momma, I know you cry all the time that I'm gone
but i hope you don't feel like I did you wrong
I know you think I'm miles away just fiddlin' around
but truly I tell you no prophet is accepted in their hometown
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Well, oh baby, it's been a long time
since i first called you baby
and maybe, maybe we're crazy
but that's why i need to call you my baby
And every time I look in your eyes
I see my better half smiles and shines
Well, oh baby, it's been a long time, coming
this life of ours that we made for ourselves
and the best part, it's ours forever
there's really nothing, nothing better
Than every time i look in your eyes
and see my better half smile and shine
Well, oh baby, it's been a long time
since i first called you baby
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everything worth saving
04:39
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another year has gone away
another year has come my way
another year has gone away
another year has come my way
so what am I doing here?
what am i doing with all my fears?
so what am i doing here?
the flowers die. but there's still a seed.
i beg them to come and save me
on bruised heels, on sulfuric earth.
I beg them to come and save me.
too many years have gotten away
too many fears have got in the way
too many years have gotten away
too many fears have got in the way
so what am i doing now?
what am i doing with my power?
so what am i doing now?
the chief's a liar now the tribe's on fire.
and they need us to come and save them.
the devil strikes. the water weeps
and they need us to come and save them
Another day,
another dollar,
another fight in my mind
waiting for another protest,
another song,
another "Strange Fruit" to come along
and save me from another mad man,
another sick joke,
like a rope thrown down
but it's coated in lard and oil,
and made from war-buried bones
and the tears of their ancestors,
and braided like a noose
but I love Nina Simone for writing that song Mississippi Goddam Goddamn Goddamn Goddamn Goddamn Goddamn.
Goddamn this standard progression,
Goddamn all my self-doubts that keep me from doing what i love Goddamn the voice of my generation for being so dumb
But most of all,
Goddamn the beasts that gorge while my gorge rises
to the summit of my knowledge
in the twilight of my power
This is my power.
to decry the beast.
and beat on against the current,
ceaselessly into the future that's waiting for us all
whether we like it or not
'cause it's all we've got.
And I'll see you when I see you
and I hope it's soon
and i hope we save everything worth saving
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i wrote this song for you
now i'm taking it back
cause we never try anymore
and we can't rewrite the past.
i dream of a life on the edge
while you dream of a child and a white picket fence
and there's no use trying to pretend
that all good things never come to an end
we stuck it out for a while
thought things might change
but it's been three years since then
and things still feel the same
he said: "Baby, I'll always love you so
but I've got places to go."
She said, "Baby, I'll always love you so
but I'm going back into the snow."
i stole this song from you
now I'm giving it back
cause i think we can dig some more
and find Young's heart of gold
and maybe in my life on the edge
you can still be my wife on the edge
and we can sign our names in
the Damned's book of life
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caught in my underwear
05:58
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i see london
i see france
i see chicago's dirty underpants.
and if the world's just a stage
then it's all just a show
take it for what it's worth
yeah, blow by blow
and i gotta find a new job
i gotta find a new start
i gotta finally get myself
the hell out of here
and i cant help but sing
and i cant help but dream
and i cant help but be
who i wanna be
and oh baby, oh baby, oh baby
i've got a secret for you
they don't like you sharp
they don't like you aware
they don't like it when you laugh at their dumb underwear
what was that guy doin' for all those years?
maybe too much sinnin'?
maybe too many beers?
and i think as a country we need a little moral fiber
if we want to think about keepin' our shit together
and i'm not gonna change the world,
but i wanna take a chance
and i want eyes that don't look so damn askance
and of course, leave it to george carlin to yell
"fuck hope" on stage
and if only i was normal
if only i was sane
if only i had a larger brain
i'd probably be lonely
i'd probably care
i'd probably hate being caught in my underwear
and i remember that first time i saw my father cry
it took twenty-three years (it took twenty-three years)
but i donno why cause he's not really the tough guy type
we say things we don't mean
we all stare at our screens
we're all numb to the point
we think we're actually free
and they'll bend you over
and take what they stole
well can we get a doctor
to take care of these assholes?
dear god, i know hell's your child
but i'll do my best
i know hell's your child
but i'll do my best
dear god, i know hell's your child
but i'll do my best to raise it.
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