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Vaccines give you autism
And other short stories by
Some fucker you've never heard of
But at least you've got to give him a try
What if the broadcast comes down from space
And my child turns into the State
I'm pulling our son out of school
But I think it's too late
It's my child I'll do what I like
I took my children to the field
By the light of the moon
I said don't cry now babies
I promise that we'll get there soon
We looked so pretty all hand-in-hand
And I wiped their tears in the corn
I said look into the stars my babes
A silver ship is coming, and when you see it we will be reborn
It's my child I'll do what I like
In my dream I'm drowning in the romance of the automobile
Everybody is inventing the wheel when they come of age
In a world where we're suffering like Scanners
A mistake that no words of love or magnet's pull
Or bomb or beating shall anull
It's rotten luck, baby rotten luck
I'll say the name if someone can get my groceries today
I feel like a nosebleed
At the graves of Philip K Dick and Jane
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2. |
Candyland
05:43
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It's my first day of school
I'm thirty-five years old
And every day the germ of the bastard is in me
I grew up in Candyland
Lived there my whole life
It's alright
The love's so thick it rots your teeth
It's the average census lifestyle
You'll search for every day
In scholastic bookfairs
And highschool hallways
I grew up in candyland
Lived there my whole life
And drank their wine
In Volkswagons while summer died
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3. |
Snake Song
05:27
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Goodbye house and goodbye porch
Goodbye walls and goodbye doors
I'm moving on
Don't cry, don't cry I'll come back soon
Turn the key and find my old room
The man in my closet is still in there
I wrote down all my things like I thought I might die
I cancelled my subscription to every magazine
And I prayed
Goodbye porch and goodbye house
Goodbye hole and goodbye mouse
The stars are just a metaphor now
Stay empty always when I'm gone
Sweep the Autumn off the lawn
I'll pick up the keys
And start up the car
(I'm going away)
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300 Floor Hotel
03:44
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While you were asleep
They blew up the embassy
A 300 floor hotel
With just one fire escape
Former life hippies with eyes that gleam
A Zippo-lighter greatest generation dream
I'll kneel and say a prayer for you
I'll kneel and say a prayer to you
We had a real good run
At the commune today
We achieved full contact for over six hours
Shouting July, July, July
But then we got real tired
And the buildings keep getting taller
But the people
Stay the same
You've feathered your nest, and you've spirited away each spectacular
Year in the bed where you lay. Now clucking your tongue, what must
Be must be, oh what a terrible shame for my friends and me. And I
Saw Britannia walk into the rain, a three-hundred story hotel with just
One fire escape. Oh, but you bit the bullet, you inheritors of the stars
I'll bet you gave up on your children the way you gave up on Mars. So
Simple to say, so easy to take, when the lives are a stage show and the
gunshots are fake. So drink up your wine now, the red and the white, but you could have done something. You could have left on the light.
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5. |
Medius Aevum Blues
06:35
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I'll spend the rest of my life
Waiting at stand-to
The war is over but the trenches come home
This happened once before
A hundred years ago
If only we could find a name for this war we could end it
Johnny on the spot says
It's the last Christmas
The century is over and you're never going home
Never do bad for the rest of my life
I will never do bad for the rest of my life
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6. |
Resignation Letter
03:07
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Maybe I'll stay up all night and drink ten beers
Nothing matters outside of ten years
It's a modern world
You can die in the comfort of your own home
Melt my G.I. Joes on the burner
Smoke ten packs because it doesn't matter
If this is the future
What's the point in taking care of myself
I cast my vote
Did everything I knew how to do
In all of my dreams all I do is scream at you
If the weather don't improve, I am going to-
If I die in Albuquerque
What's the difference gonna be
And if I live until tomorrow
What's the difference gonna be
Every song I'll never write is closing in on me
You can't make me fight in the trenches
You can't make me live in a shelter
It's a modern world
And I can go whenever I want
It's a modern world
You can't fire me cause I quit
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7. |
I Am Marked
03:00
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I am marked
I am planned
For something
That I don't understand
I am set
I am made
Who I am
I play the role
I am the fool
I see your dark eyes of hate
Across the room
When I sleep
When I dream
When I wake
We are planned
We are marked
We're set up before we even start
Set apart
We are set
We are damned
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