one song

[Analogman]

When you get back from wherever

Let me know whats it's like

And I'll tell you, I'll tell you

What it's like to watch you go

 

You say, "Hey, what's that mean?

You make it sound so simple."

And you say, "Hey, what's that mean?

Don't make it sound so simple."

 

So don't even try

'Cause this is your day

Even the sky might go your way

Well I'll get by

Just being okay

So you can't deny

That this is your day

 

When you back from

Who cares

I'd really.....

When you get back from wherever

Be sure to let me know

[jc4prez]

late night and early morning low clouds

with a chance of fog

chance of showers into the afternoon

with variable high cloudiness

and gusty winds, gusty winds

at times around the corner of

Sunset and Alvorado

things are tough all over

when the thunder storms start

increasing over the southeast

and south central portions

of my apartment, I get upset

and a line of thunderstorms was

developing in the early morning

ahead of a slow moving coldfront

cold blooded

with tornado watches issued shortly

before noon Sunday, for the areas

including, the western region

of my mental health

and the northern portions of my

ability to deal rationally with my

disconcerted precarious emotional

situation, it's cold out there

colder than a ticket taker's smile

at the Ivar Theatre, on a Saturday night

flash flood watches covered the

southern portion of my disposition

there was no severe weather well

into the afternoon, except for a lone gust of

wind in the bedroom

in a high pressure zone, covering the eastern

portion of a small suburban community

with a 103 and millibar high pressure zone

and a weak pressure ridge extending from

my eyes down to my cheeks cause since

you left me baby

and put the vice grips on my mental health

well the extended outlook for an

indefinite period of time until you

come back to me baby is high tonight

low tomorrow, and precipitation is

expected

[Dude]

oh comely I will be with you when you lose your

breath chasing the only meaningful memory you

thought you had left with some pretty bright and

bubbly terrible scene that was doing her thing on

your chest but oh comely it isn't as pretty as

you'd like to guess

in your memory you're drunk on your awe to me

it doesn't mean anything at all

oh comely all of your friends are letting you blow

bristling and ugly bursting with fruits falling out

from the holes of some pretty bright and bubbly

friend you could need to say comforting things in

your ear but oh comely there isn't such one

friend that you could find here standing next to

me he's only my enemy I'll crush him with

everything I own

say what you want to say and hang for your

hollow ways moving your mouth to pull out all

your miracle for me

your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies

while you and your mother were asleep in the

trailer park thunderous sparks from the dark of

the stadiums the music and medicine you

needed for comforting so make all your fat fleshy

fingers to moving and pluck all your silly strings

and bend all your notes for me soft silly music is

meaningful magical the movements were

beautiful all in your ovaries all of them milking

with green fleshy flowers while powerful pistons

were sugary sweet machines smelling of semen

all under the garden was all you were needing

when you still believed in me

say what you want to say and hang for your

hollow ways moving your mouth to pull out all

your miracle for me

and I know they buried her body with others her

sister and mother and 500 families and will she

remember me 50 years later I wished I could

save her in some sort of time machine know all

your enemies we know who are enemies are

know all your enemies we know who our

enemies are

Goldaline my dear we will fold and freeze

together far away from here there is sun and

spring and green forever but now we move to

feel for ourselves inside some stranger's stomach

place your body here let your skin begin to blend

itself with mine

[timbits]

Once my lover, now my friend

What a cruel thing to pretend

What a cunning way to condescend

Once my lover, and now my friend

 

Oh, you creep up like the clouds

And you set my soul at ease

Then you let your love abound

And you bring me to my knees

 

Oh, it's evil babe

The way you let your grace enrapture me

When well you know I'd be insane

To ever let that dirty game recapture me

 

You made me a shadowboxer, baby

I wanna be ready for what you do

I been swinging around at nothin

I don't know when you're gonna make your move

 

Oh, your gaze is dangerous

And you fill your space so sweet

If I let you get too close

You'll set your spell on me

 

So darlin' I just wanna say

Just in case I don't come through

I was onto every play

I just wanted you

 

Oh it's so evil, my love

The way you've no reverence to my concern

So I'll be sure to stay weary of you, love

To save the pain of once my flame and twice my burn

 

You made me a shadowboxer, baby

I wanna be ready for what you do

I been swinging around at nothin

'I don't know when you're gonna make your move

 

Yeah I'm a shadowboxer baby,

I wanna be ready for what you do

And I been swinging around at nothin

I don't know when you're gonna make your move

[MeDave]

in complete darkness

i lose balance

i'm getting dressed you're still asleep

think you're a fake

at not being awake

i reach the door your breath has changed

i do not stop

turn all the locks

don't hold your breath you shouldn't wait

 

the birds and cars

speak up when they reach morning

i know some day

the spring will return again

 

i'm returning to

a small green room

at 5:15 the sky has changed

from black to blue

still hardly day

these brooklyn stars are small and strange

i'm under roads

they're going home

next to statues of saints of snow

 

perfect plans cannot be made

i hate fights about merging on to interstates

i think people should realize

there are other lanes

not just theirs for only them

to get them home again

to go home again

 

in complete darkness

i lose balance

i'm getting dressed you're still asleep

don't hold your breath you shouldn't wait

there's no one there for you to save

 

i know some day

the spring will return again

the birds and cars

speak up when they reach morning

i'm not gone yet

i want more of everything

[timbits]

I opened my eyes

While you were kissing me once more than once

And you looked as sincere as a dog

Just as sincere as a dog does,

When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love

 

I bet you could never tell

That I knew you didn't know me that well

It is my fault you see

You never learned that much from me

 

Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine

You were always good for rhyme

And from the first to the last time

The sign says stop

But we went on whole hearted it ended bad

But I love what we started (it says stop)

But we went on whole hearted it ended bad

But I love what we started

 

I took off my glasses

While you were yelling at me once more than once

So as not to see you see me react

Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again

So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back

 

I bet your fortress face

Belied your fort of lace

It is by the grace of me

You never learned what I could see

 

Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine

You were always good for rhyme

And from the first to all the last times

All the signs said stop

But we went on whole hearted it ended bad

But I love what we started (it says stop)

But we went on whole hearted it ended bad

[Dude]

Your eyes are almost dead

Can't get out of bed

And you can't sleep

 

You're sitting down to dress

And you're a mess

You look in the mirror

 

You look in your eyes

Say you realize

 

Everybody goes

Leaving those who fall behind

Everybody goes

As far as they can,

They don't just care.

 

They stood on the stairs

Laughing at your errors

Your mother's dead

She said, "don't be afraid."

 

Your mother's dead

You're on your own

She's in her bed

 

Everybody goes

Leaving those who fall behind

Everybody goes

As far as they can

They don't just care

You're a wasted face

You're a sad-eyed lie

You're a holocaust.

[watch me fall]

^^ That's an awesome song. I listened to it on loop for an hour straight once.

[fickerson]

I know you're making

Accidents and stars for everyone

You are amazing

Half of them wont know until you're gone

 

and in this ritual you take command and lose control

and in this situation

find an ocean

sell your soul

 

fly around my pretty little miss

why dont you

fly around my pretty little miss

why dont you

fly around my pretty little miss

why dont you

fly around my pretty little miss

 

and when its over

set aside a moment to forget

its now or never

nows the chance to choose what youll regret

youre taking all your time and leaving me with more than i want

because i know this time absolutely positively

maybe maybe maybe maybe

 

fly around my pretty little miss

why don't you

fly around my pretty little miss

why don't you

fly around my pretty little miss

why don't you

fly around my pretty little miss

 

and all the signs of your life

you're making all time all right

and all the lines of your life

you make it fine

 

and when its later

open up your window just in case

you are a radar, built to scan the deeps of outerspace

and if you recognize subtle patterns in the sky

youll take it as a sign

unless it eases your mind

 

why dont you

fly around my pretty little miss

why dont you

fly around my pretty little miss

why dont you

fly around my pretty little miss

[Dude]

You can say the sun is shining

if you really want to

I can see the moon

and it seems so clear

You can take the road

that takes you to the stars now

I can take a road

that'll see me through

I can take a road

that'll see me through

 

You can take a road

that takes you to the stars now

I can take a road

that'll see me through

I can take a road

that'll see me through

I can take a road

that'll see me through

[timbits]

Every night she comes

To take me out to dreamland

When I'm with her, I'm the richest

Man in the town

She's a rose, she's the pearl

She's the spin on my world

All the stars make their wishes on her eyes

 

She's my Coney Island Baby

She's my Coney Island Girl

She's a princess in a red dress

She's the moon in the mist to me

She's my Coney Island Baby

She's my Coney Island Girl

[embiggen]

You know, man, when i was a young man in high school

You believe in or not i wanted to play football for the coach

And all those older guys

They said he was mean and cruel, but you know

Wanted to play football for the coach

They said i was to little too light weight to play line-backer

So i say i'm playing right-end

Wanted to play football for the coach

'cause, you know some day, man

You gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall

Then you're gone to die

And the straightest dude

I ever knew was standing right for me all the time

So i had to play football for the coach

And i wanted to play football for the coach

 

When you're all alone and lonely

In your midnight hour

And you find that your soul

It's been up for sale

 

And you begin to think 'bout

All the things that you've done

And you begin to hate

Just 'bout everything

 

But remember the princess who lived on the hill

Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong

And right now she just might come shining through

And the -

 

- glory of love, glory of love

Glory of love, just might come through

 

And all your two-bit friends

Have gone and ripped you off

They're talking behind your back saying, man

You're never going to be no human being

And you start thinking again

'bout all those things that you've done

And who it was and what it was

And all the different things you made every different scene

 

Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place

Something like a circus or a sewer

And just remember different people have peculiar tastes

And the -

 

- glory of love, the glory of love

The glory of love, might see you through

Yeah, but now, now

Glory of love, the glory of love

The glory of love, might see you through

Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love

Glory of love, glory of love

Glory of love, now, glory of love, now

Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love

Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through

Oh, my coney island baby, now

(i'm a coney island baby, now)

I'd like to send this one out for lou and rachel

And all the kids and p.s. 192

Coney island baby

Man, i'd swear, i'd give the whole thing up for you

[Analogman]

Luxury liner

forty tons of steel

if I don't find my baby now

I guess I never will

I've been a lost soul for a long long time

I've been around

Everybody oughta to know what's on my mind

You think I'm lonesome so do I

so do I

 

Well I'm the kind of guy who likes to make a livin running round

And I don't need a stranger to let me know my baby's let me down

You think I'm lonesome so do I

so do I

 

Luxury liner

forty tons of steel

no one in this whole wide world

Can change the way I feel

I've been a lost soul for a long long time

I've been around

Everybody oughta to know what's on my mind

 

You think I'm lonesome so do I

so do I

[M. (hristine]

Been on the Burritos, huh?

[Analogman]

Actually, I was listening to that on a Whiskeytown bootleg. Did they do that or was it International Submarine Band?

[M. (hristine]

Actually, I was listening to that on a Whiskeytown bootleg. Did they do that or was it International Submarine Band?

You sir are correct.

[Analogman]

I don't have any of thier stuff. I should get that album someday. And for the record, The Black Crowes do a mighty fine verison of HB #1 & 2 from time to time.

[M. (hristine]

I don't have any of thier stuff. I should get that album someday. And for the record, The Black Crowes do a mighty fine verison of HB #1 & 2 from time to time.

HB #1 is one of my all time fave songs.

[Analogman]

Do you have the International Submarine Band cd?

[Dude]

i hand you my ball and chain

you just hand me that same old refrain

i'm walking on a wire, i'm walking on a wire

and i'm falling

 

i wish i could please you tonight

but my medicine just won't come right

i'm walking on a wire, i'm walking on a wire

and i'm falling

 

too many steps to take

too many spells to break

too many nights awake

and no one else

this grindstone's wearing me

your claws are tearing me

don't use me endlessly

it's too long

too long to myself

 

where's the justice

and where's the sense

when all the pain

is on my side of the fence

i'm walking on a wire

i'm walking on a wire

and i'm falling

 

too many steps to take

too many spells to break

too many nights awake

and no one else

this grindstone's wearing me

your claws are tearing me

don't use me endlessly

it's too long

too long to myself

 

it scares you when you don't know

whichever way the wind might blow

i'm walking on a wire, i'm walking on a wire

and i'm falling

i'm walking on a wire, i'm walking on a wire

and i'm falling

i'm walking on a wire, i'm walking on a wire

and i'm falling

[Dude]

Trudging slowly over wet sand

Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen

This is the coastal town

That they forgot to close down

Armageddon - come armageddon

Come, armageddon come

 

Everyday is like sunday

Everyday is silent and gray

 

Hide on the promenade

Etch a postcard:

How I dearly wish I was not here

In the seaside town

That they forgot to bomb

Come, come, come nuclear bomb

 

Everyday is like sunday

Everyday is silent and gray

 

Trudging back over pebbles and sand

And a strange dust lands on your hands

and on your face

on your face

on your face

on your face

 

Everyday is like sunday

Win yourself a cheap tray

Share some greased tea with me

Everyday is silent and gray

[M. (hristine]

Do you have the International Submarine Band cd?

No, I have the awesome, comprehensive anthology.

[M. (hristine]

Heard this Waits for the first time last night:

 

It's dreamy weather we're on

You wave your crooked wand

Along an icy pond

With a frozen moon

A murder of silhouette crows I saw

And the tears on my face

And the skates on the pond

They spell Alice

 

I'll disappear in your name

But you must wait for me

Somewhere across the sea

There's a wreck of a ship

Your hair is like meadow grass

On the tide

And the raindrops on my window

And the ice in my drink

Baby, all that I can think of

Is Alice

 

Arithmetic, Arithmetock

I turn the hands back on the clock

How does the ocean rock the boat

How did the razor find my throat

The only strings that hold me here

Are tangled up around the pier

 

And so a secret kiss

Brings madness with the bliss

And I will think of this

When I'm dead in my grave

Set me adrift and I'm lost over there

And I must be insane

To go skating on your name

And by tracing it twice

I fell through the ice

Of Alice

 

And so a secret kiss

Brings madness with the bliss

And I will think of this

When I'm dead in my grave

Set me adrift and I'm lost over there

And I must be insane

To go skating on your name

And by tracing it twice

I fell through the ice

Of Alice

 

There's only Alice

[Dude]

Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift

'Neath the cement stroll

Catch the midnight drift

Cigar chewing charlie

In that newspaper nest

grifting hot horse tips

On who's running the best

 

And I'm blinded by the neon

Don't try and change my tune

'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone

I'm drunk on the moon

 

And the moon's a silver slipper

It's pouring champagne stars

Broadway's like a serpent

Pulling shiny top-down cars

Laramer is teeming

With that undulating beat

And some Bonneville is screaming

It's way wilder down the street

 

And I'm blinded by the neon

Don't try and change my tune

'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone

I'm drunk on the moon

 

Hearts flutter and race

The moon's on the wane

Tarts mutter their dream hopes

The night will ordain

Come schemers and dancers

Cherry delight

As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound

And it cuts throught the night

 

And I've hawked all my yesterdays

Don't try and change my tune

'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone

I'm drunk on the moon

[fishdrinker]

it's five below in evidence

the winded eves

and sideways snow

his eminence has yet to show

follow the ageless tide

follow the angled light

follow the strangest tribe

 

it's 6:00 AM

you're waiting for

you've had your feast

you're wanting more

follow the wayward mile

follow the distant high

follow the strangest tribe

 

follow the ancient stripe

follow the angels try

follow the strangest tribe