1. DESPERATE GUYS

Was it more than attraction
And a physical lust?
Or loins, my imagination
That first inconceivable touch
That I was planning
I mean wishing
How embarrassed I'd have been
If you knew what I was thinking

And, whoa, when it started
My first thought was love
And not just lust
Because when I heard you speak
I felt warm
In the evening I saw you
You were warming the bass up
Your hair covered your face up
I was acting indifferent at the merch booth
Putting on makeup

We met up at a party
In a swamp, on a yacht
I spun the helm but we were docked
I crossed my fingers
But I didn't beg
Because I knew you knew
Because I knew you knew I liked you

I knew you knew I liked you
I knew you knew it
But I figured desperate guys
Never had a chance with you
I figured desperate guys
Never had a chance with you

Close to you, wishing
We're conjoined at the tongue
Can you hear me thinking?
I should stop
I crossed my fingers
But I didn't beg
Because I knew you knew
Because I knew you knew I liked you

I knew you knew I liked you
I knew you knew it
But I figured desperate guys
Never had a chance
I knew you knew I liked you
I knew you knew it
Because I figured desperate guys
Never had a chance with you
I figured desperate guys
Never had a chance with you
I knew that desperate guys
Would never have a chance with you


2. HOW COULD I FORGET

Introverted boy
You are not interesting, boy
You think you're intellectual
But no one's talking to you now

I might be an introvert
To you, the shallow fashionista
Deep as any paper plate
Dressed just like the girl beside you

How could I forget a waste of cloth?
Of course, I do remember
On the back deck, drunk and awkward
I think we accidentally met

I know you've got someplace to get to
And I really got to get somewhere
Remember when I said that Vincent
Had some tickets for me there?
How could I forget a waste of breath?
Of course, I do remember
All the things you said were pointless
Now you go on dropping names


3. I DISAPPEAR

I disappear
I lost control
My body's moving
On it's own
I watch myself
Walk away
A foreign spirit
Took my place

An empty stare
Its eyes are dull
So my essence
It's riding my pulse

A burst of black
A breath of smoke
I disappeared
I lost control

I
I disappear
I disappear
I disappear

I disappear
I lost control
My body's moving
On it's own
I watch myself
Walk away
A foreign spirit
Took my place

I
I disappear
I disappear
I disappear

How could I resist
It's all I've wanted
Now I guess I've got it
Why it happened, I don't know
Hope this doesn't last forever

I disappear
I disappear
I disappear
I disappear


4. SOUTHERN BELLES IN LONDON SING

Scarlet boots, the kiss of death
Patience and the end of it
Blended angels, whispered love
Countdown til it's gone, for long
Velvet voices, haunting slow
Darkened notes, with bright decor
Georgian femmes are gone for weeks
Southern Belles in London Sing

I'm staring down the Eppley gate
Two more days before the plane arrives-
And you'll be standing here with your smile
Carving up the lobby seats
Pushing down the caffeine drinks
Checking the arrival screens for yours

A hundred feet above the landing
There's a girl gliding down
She's floating toward me now
Her sleeves are all stretching out
And the jet is following behind

Wake up

London skids a grinding halt
Last night left to spend apart
Your bags are packed by now for home
Stories of the tour unfold
Booking Agents
Broken Nose
Butting heads with creeping dolts
Georgian Femmes are gone for weeks
Southern Belles in London Sing

Southern Belles in London Sing


5. ERECTION

It's a scene from the movie.
It's an aisle at the store.
It's the view of a canyon.
The sound of a sword.

It's an orchard of peaches.
Your wife in the shower.
While you wait for appointments.
Or as you walk through the park.

Oh. uh oh. Erection.

You know it's not only love dear.
That can flip the switch up.
You know it probably should be.
Maybe god fucked it up.

Oh uh oh. Erection.

It boiled up like a tower.
A monument in the park.
It's the cock of a rifle.
A memory in the dark.

You tried to keep it a secret.
But now the world's gonna know.
You tried for perfection.

But then oh uh oh. erection.
oh uh oh. erection.


6. PARANOIATTACK

The news has got me paranoid
Papers and the news reports
Casualties of every war
Anchor people keeping score
The weapons now are chemicals
In water and in air above
Circulating envelopes
With powder through the postal route

The threat of a disease is here
We nipped it once without a cure
It took forever 'til it stopped
With mandatory needle shots
They gave us all a little dose
Teach our bodies how to cope
Finally when we had it licked
Some terrorists are back with it

The propaganda's working now
I'm falling for it hook and reel
I'm stocking up on medicine
Buying tape to seal ourself in

Paranoia! (x12)

Paranoia attack
Paranoia at war
Paranoia that seems like a bomb

Paranoia threat
Paranoia effect
Paranoia drops bombs


7. DROPKICK THE PUNKS

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Drop kick the punks
We want a change
Blaspheme the pop
Call out the freaks
Pay off the jockeys
Then call the cops
Queue up the news reporting company trucks

Hoist the antenna – pirate the waves
Dust off the tables and broadcast the plates
Amp the fly trap plant called venus
And jab a cold fork in the speaker

Ah, we're force-fed pop culture's shit
We're staying up late, thinking, "What the fuck is this?"

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8. PHONE CALL

I've seen you a while now
Long enough to be close
There's some things about you
That I should know, I still don't
With all the questions we didn't ask
Our conversations could never last
Our moments alone were scarce and few
It was just easier to hide the truth

If all of our secrets were exposed
Would we be sharing the same bed?
How about if I broke the silence first
Did I hear what you're thinking in your head?
I need to be talked to
I need to be touched
I need you to hold me
I need to feel love
And if I could open up to you
Maybe I could open you up

But instead I got the phone call
Just thought I'd call to let you know
I want to be alone all night again
The phone call
Just thought I'd call to let you know
I want to be alone all night again

With all of the questions we didn't ask
Our conversations could never last
I need to be talked to
I need to be touched
I need you to hold me
I need to feel love
And if I could open up to you
Maybe you could open up to me
We do all the things that lovers do
I've been meaning to tell you how I feel

But instead I got the phone call
Just thought I'd call to let you know
I want to be alone all night again
The phone call
Just thought I'd call to let you know
I want to be alone all night again


9. SYMPTOM FINGER

Don't admit you're sick,
Let your fit body bury it.
The faintness that you feel
Is nothing permanent.

Don't buy the sickness on T.V.
You want your health, they want the fee.
You see the ads and start to think,
"I feel it coming on..."

No, no.
Target market television,
Telepharmavangelism,
Symptom finger.

I'm gonna shut it off,
Down all the power.
I'm a doctor today.
I'm curing viewers by thousands.

Don't admit you're sick,
Let your fit body bury it.
The faintness that you feel
Is nothing permanent.

You open up and let them in.
It's nothing conscious. What is this?
I feel a burning in my eye,
It's from the television lies.

Slow. Slow it down.
Wait, now decide. Okay.
I'm gonna shut it off,
Down all the power.
I'm a doctor today.
I'm curing viewers by thousands.

Don't admit you're sick,
Let your fit body bury it.
The faintness that you feel
Is nothing permanent.

You've got to get the shit they sell;
The pills that fix the way to feel.
Now they've shown you what to get,
You feel it coming on.

Low, low lowdown.
High paid, prime time capsule maker,
Sickness lover.
I'm gonna shut it off,
Down all the power.
I'm a doctor today.
I'm curing viewers by thousands.


10. BIRTH

In the beginning there was semen,
In a deep mouth of flesh,
And the crest I traveled,
On a wave of virile mess.

Through a tunnel of mucus,
And on toward a vault,
With tourists and traffic,
I just paced myself.

Not I as my whole self,
Just the half that I had,
Before greeting the rest,
Of my better half.

A connection was made,
Through a shared love of science,
And vows were taken,
A seed was hired.

A cavern of fluid,
Brought shape to my hide,
In the months that remained,
Till the time of my life.

I thrashed for the reason,
Of spilling from the crack,
To the palms of a doctor,
To a towel full of scraps.

My brains wouldn't fit,
Through her organ of sex,
An incision was made,
With a scalpel and mask.

I should have noticed the beauty,
And not how it hurt,
Wet like a cherry,
In the bloodbath of birth.