Founds total 12 songs
Murder And Create
How should I begin?. I find myself residing. At the dried out end of a dead history.. All my thoughts are dirt. Scattered on a coffin,. And I a dilettante funereal spectator here..
Plan B
Honestly, why the hell are you standing there,. And what the hell are you waiting for?. Your expectant smile is starting to get on my nerves.. So tell me now, if you're so fucking rationalist,.
Harmony No Harmony
When the last of the echoes fades,. When the cymbals and the strings. Have died away,. When I am left with just. . The ringing in my ears,. I take a breath and I settle down,.
Living The Dream
"You" another tired second-person address,. Words written hastily and under duress.. I'm cold and holed up in the back of the van,. Devoid of eloquence or elegant plan..
Margot Kidder
You wouldn't know it to look at me,. but I'm a superhero. I've got x-ray vision and everything. My frail frame belies my strength. I can lift tall buildings.
Achilles Lung
Stop trying to pretend that. You are going to stop-. You're either a smoker or you're not.. You will keep on smoking. For the rest of your life,. And then you'll get cancer.
Carthago Est Delenda
To Carthage then I came as a young boy lost in the promise. Of the steady beating heart of the metropolis. But I spent so long beneath the dim street lighting.
Father My Father
Father my father, what have you left for me?. What am I to make of this convoluted legacy?. You raised me, ingrained me, led me to believe. That the world had some structure, a bedrock of honesty..
Holloway Prison Blues
The leg bone is connected to the foot bone. Is connected to the Export Processing Zones,. And it's nothing we condone,. But everybody owns a pair of those shoes..
Engine Driver
When I grow up I want to be an engine driver.. I'll build up my own head of steam, 25 horsepower.. . Old hands, new power,. More miles per hour. Strange light in the ancient mills..
Bovine Spungiform Economics
The maternity ward. where I was born. was knocked down in the first Gulf War to build an airport. for housing Allied steel,. for upholding Allied ideals,.
After The Rush Hour
I am the small town linesman. And you'll find me out here on the line.. Searching ceaselessly to simply. Find a place I can call mine.. Every corner of this country.
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