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Capers & Lox
02:15
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You checked the letter box and closed it with a sigh
At home you cooked capers and lox but no one did arrive
And you're let down but no one's around to see- and you like it that way
You're free to write it all away
It couldn't be more obvious; you've grown to fond of this
A cool collected confidence because life's already shit
How much worse could tables turn?
We'll see your sadness is a shield
Don't be addicted to the feel
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2. |
Who's There?
02:43
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The faucet in the kitchen leaked all through the night
Water rose through the ceiling and the chandelier light
So still at the bottom unaware of the view
All I did was wait for you
The lawn was a forest up to the sky
Only that water had kept it alive
But cut it I don't for a better view
I just like to keep a trail blazed for you
Cause maybe your wheels are in motion
And you've lost all your lust to explore
And dragging the scent of the ocean
You'll finally reach my door
Ding-dong!
That's the song that'll end this blue
Get me out of my head and carry me through
Cause maybe your wheels are in motion
And you've lost all your lust to explore
And dragging the scent of the ocean
You'll finally reach my door
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3. |
The Party
03:57
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In the morning we'll remain empty bottles- just your headache
A lead weight on your day
You can be nice when you sweep the floor
But curse our hurricane as the rubble you explore
There were stories- some accounts of modern glory
Roundabout the midnight hour you were found
In a closet- not your bed
Someone vandalized your head with their black marker pen
It was a dump of drunken dreams
False starts on new beginnings
False hearts and all his winnings in casino chips and bras
He likes to believe he's not a lonely man at the party
In the bathroom of your house there was snow on all the counters
And gossip in the corners and a racket till late hours
Some strangers brought you flowers and drank all of your beer
We stood around like kings with our slurred philosophies
Everyone's been your main squeeze since and hour ago
We scoured the floor for a pretty girl's earrings at the party
Small talk with a blind date
I'm slammed like a pound cake
Somebody opened up the champagne the Kennedy's were saving
For the ending of the campaign
Damn wait- who's got the broom to clean up?
Who's house is this?
Somebody upchucked that mean stuff
Lets get our party on, get down to the break of dawn
All the static messages we're sending
We are machines, we are machines
Finding outlets for our energy
Zero, one, two, three, zero, one, two, three
Party machines!
We are machines, we are machines!
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4. |
Visitor
04:05
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Vistor, visitor, vistor
Come to my house- my house
I'll pour your drinks till we're laughing
Laughing about nothing and our sadness and how much we drank
Oh goddamn I wish visitors- visitors could stay
Knock on the door, I don't think I'll come
It's just the rain but I'll get my gun
Oh no visitor, visitor every did stay
Or come back once then went out that way
Visitor, vistor I'm no hotel room- hotel room!
I'm a house and I'm scared my love for you won't fit in your bag
I'm a paperweight you're poetry
The wind is a blowing me and if ever you leave
I'll hear your name is the clapping of thunder and falling of rain
Oh my visitor, why don't you stay?
I won't charge you rent- just one more day with you
One more day with my visitor
We can be friends
The walls of this house- they're just book ends
Yeah, we're tales of sadness and laughter and join
And when we're done?
When we're done we can read them again
Vistor, visitor, vistor
Come to my house- my house
I'll pour your drinks till we're laughing
Laughing about nothing and our sadness and how much we drank
Oh goddamn I wish visitors- visitors could stay
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There's a line to the attic
I've held cameras still for a hundred years
Gauging the light while everyone cheered
To go from one dark room to the other
I wouldn't call it a habit
Just a hobby that's not good for me
Vouching out of my memories
In the corner they're piling up
Piling up on me the omniscient being
Who's seen it all but cannot be seen
Your timing's impeccable
Come join the festival
The dinner's on the table
The guilt is out staple
The wine's aged to comfort us
To cure all our joints of rust
Don't act so pedantic
The line to the attic is done
I wouldn't say self destruction
Can't you see? I'm nothing at all
Fly on the wall
I'm namelessly called
"Would you take a picture of us?"
A picture of us... Woe is me, the omniscient being
Who's seen it all but cannot be seen
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Midnight Ideas
06:44
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This fire place is a joke next to our bright ideas
Whichever girl, whichever band, doesn't really matter man
Someday this road will lead us
So far from planned
Our confidence cannot coax this cosmic force to rethink us
We will be who we become and only see it once it's done
Far too late for us to speak up of give a damn
You'll be a billionaire
"But man I tried to live bohemian!"
I'll be an astronaut and bartend on the weekends
You won't believe it till you see it-
Till you breathe it
Well, you could get up and dance
Like "oh my god what's he doing"
Stand up and improve a speech
At random hit piano keys
And that's how it was gunna be-
Do you understand?
You'll be Hitler, man
Trying to live like Jesus
And I'll still be right here
Always insist I'm leaving
You won't believe it till you see it-
Till you breathe it
Maybe, baby, I'm the one for you
You're the one for me
Maybe, baby, I'm the one for you're the one for you
I'm the one for me (just one for me)
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No veil to hide our lack of sight
No skin to cover our naked fright
No sign to show, no way we've know
The sky don't look right; it's over blown
No sacred eyes to crawl inside
No sun to kill and ascend the sky
I'd like to feel- I'd like to lie
A stark narration; he only sighs
A starving hate; I'm breathing light
No one to talk to who isn't right
I drug the sky across the moon
To feel the rhythm fill the room
I felt your eyes describe the night
And as I shivered we took our time
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8. |
Home Life
04:23
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Breathe in you're just another liar
Birds attached to wires in the park
Blue skies are only a reflection
Chased back in the direction of your heart
Is it a hobby or fixation
That keeps us all from saying what we mean?
They loved you speaking words so solemn
Payed you- no we call em poetry
The waterworks behind the rainbows
Weren't known to stain clothes; you were safe
Waiting a while in the restroom
The hours you'd invest to look okay
It was hush, hush around the household
But, god, it was a hassle to ignore
Things would be different now, believe me
But these lives aren't easy to explore
You self explored and refused to matador all of life's bullshit
We don't discuss that now but it's on my mind
We lost your tender twenty one years
In a half an hour excursion to the store
Your colors made the walls look festive
Mother dropped our breakfast to the floor
We stayed in most of the next weekend
I felt like I was grounded- oh how cruel
I was to young to want to sit out
Or wonder why you'd kick out your own stool
You self explored and refused to matador all of life's bullshit
We don't discuss that now but it's on my mind
And it must be somewhere in the pantry
I hear mama cry and it never suits father's fancy
It was no crime but dammit, man, it was selfish
Brother, I'm trying but it's times like these I can't help it
We can't discuss life now
But at least I tried
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Family Dinner
05:56
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Right when you think life's figured out
Back to the wall just sliding down
Your thoughts taste bitter in your mouth
It's cool, I'm just on drugs
Stars burn a hole in your gaze
I turn my head and they're on your face
Everyone seems so far away
I may have drank to much
Cause I can't get on
I'm not sure where the problem is
When modern medicine is cancerous
I swear I'll begin solving this
As soon as I can move
My body of mistakes is pretty slim
But the few there are are pretty big
I don't want to do it again
But sometimes I really do
But I can't get on
Cause I just want to kiss every stranger
And disappear into the vapor
Dance on the bar at the family dinner
And say what I usually can't
Let it all out in a Freudian melt down
Bump myself off to not be a sell out
Cheat all day and still be a winner
Play my cards real bad- goddamn!
Cause I just want to kiss every stranger
And disappear into the vapor
Dance on the bar at the family dinner
And say what I usually can't
Let it all out in a Freudian melt down
Bump myself off to not be a sell out
Cheat all day and still be a winner
Play my cards real bad
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10. |
Old Heaven Hill
02:14
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11. |
New Beginnings
04:08
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