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Complete Lyrics for the Album "Collars"

Couch Critics

they had torches dripping with burning cloth
yeah they seemed hastily made

blurry faces shouldn’t be after me
i'm not part of this game
but then who are they chasing?
not us

just a spoonful you can swallow it all
it tastes good now i want to believe in your eyes
but what i'm wondering is do you avenge the dead
or is it something else instead

i think you are reveling in this windfall
and you won't stop until you get it all

there is wine and cigarettes waiting by the couch and now we stare
they have torches burning with the fear of three thousand dead and now it's on
yeah
but i can't stop working and focus on this

just a spoonful you can swallow it all
and oh no you're gonna swallow it all
it taste good now i
find
this
so slow
i'm stationary



Fake Tattoo

fight in the hallway for some candy
scream when it's windy let's throw something in the air
remember last summer when i met you
now we tell on each other he's got something in his eyes
in his eyes

my uniform has got holes and is faded

i'll marry you
for that fake tattoo
the one with the skull
red's my favorite color


Sitcom Theme Song

i
've been gone for two short days
now i'm running back to you
yeah i'm coming home
from those blue ties to your soft hands
now i'll never leave again
the world outside can wait

until i signal for lights
oh this double life

now sometimes i get drunk and forget where i am
in front of people i respect it's embarrassing
but when i come home you never ask
just a smile to calm inside
relax boy close your eyes

until i signal for lights
oh this double life

you see it's like pillow talk and leave
and then it's like fumbling for keys

and i know you awake
so get up i'm dying
can you even believe this
cause i'm gone

sometimes when i sleep i can still feel that stare
from across the room but you're right here and
i swear i'm slipping
i swear i'm losing it



Fire Trucks

fire trucks all over the town all along
see them drive up onto my lawn are you sad
begging me to stand up and please come along
haven’t felt that warmth in these years nice young men

now the past has all burned away
and I think too hard of what’s gone
I light matches and toss them across the room
perfect arches getting tracers

tiny moments are prolonged but the consequence
ignoring what’s to come
after all we’ve thought of
after all our could have dones

This is Home

from the window the sound 
though quieting down 
of the road is coming in
the word is out it all begins
with a patient, "hurry up when you awake"
ok this will never be new again
passing hours still, sheltered, and free

slept right through commute
way too long but already gone from memory 
i wiped it out with child like strategy
i've got daydreams and everything
but double doors sway they say,

"out with the cold" and "you're getting old"

this is home

i've been talking to myself and the phone 
been talking all alone



Morning Machine

these days i'll do anything for routine
the sweet rhythm of the morning machine
we're on it you know
tick tock back and forth with those eyes
till they close or bleed
to splatter spots on long sleeves
come on now

days go by moving side to side
follow with your eyes
what you compromise
the money grows at the end of ties
you never could decide
is it a virus

you're buttoned up and now
you wait to hear that sound
the tower in this town
says you can let your guard down


Tongue in Cheek

she said "look" you owe this to yourself
not to speak of mental health
but we are what we are
but beware you keep on singing
songs about your wealth
i think you'll have some trouble
trying to pin this on someone else
so stop waiting to open your eyes
and singing
i am feeling good again
like the time that you ran out of rope for me
like i could never tell when you're tongue and cheek

oh your priceless anger it could help us get along
but it's gone so how long till you explode
stop waiting to open your eyes
you're not dreaming this is all they left behind
so stop letting them victimize you
just repeat it

i am feeling good again
like the time that you swore you'd come back to me
like i could never tell like i could never tell



Pillar of Pennies

i can see the money now
green and gold and pretty how i long for these next years to pass
and wash away the feeling that we're wasting our time
gotta get yours gotta get mine

kicking the wall jumping the fence
rush that gated community then
hide it away like i don't exist
like a secret lost or a childhood lisp

that made my friends and neighbors twitch


Secret Solitaire

secret solitaire when you’re not there
when I think I’m alone I’ll count the hours till I can go home with
these smooth fingers turning black to red
a prairie dog will warn this desk
“here comes the boss shaking her head” she says

later there is passion at the bars
later there is fashion

relax here’s that new report
turning over and over and one card short
the fax from the new intern
says look at the odds better off just to cut the cord

one touch and the screen turns back to numbers for a heart attack
fade away you’re away
our luck is the king goes down we’re the sword in his hand through the crown
fade away royalty

the wind from the vent hits our face and we’re gone
and before too long
we mix in with what we’ve become


Driving Star

what makes these stars think they should pass me on the right
i left a lane here to my left i'm seven five
mph with just enough that's on my mind
to drain the humor out of feet
out of hands
out of eyes

stop signal
what's this person doing

now here we are you're cellular controls the pace
just take a minute in your rearview i see you
ignoring all the laws of time and Says and space
tell me what will you do
when i do what you do

two eight zero like a gunshot
and i'm not
breaking for the scenery
bump bump bump goes the tire
thump thump i tap the beat for the new
capitalist

i separate myself my car my clothes my house


Other songs not on "Collars"


War Dream

how could you laugh at a time like this
they know we're hiding in the basement
we better get out

i saw a movie where they all lived
as the sun went down
i saw a movie where they all lived

i had a dream that we were kids
and the sky broke down
and crushed our homes
we're singing leave us alone

as the curtain falls a siren
calls out to us please come and save us
i could think i'm fine and this is all a lie
but it would all be worth it
i got a camera

i'll frame a shot of a centerpiece wall
the light hits the crowd there's a rise and fall
the sound turn off cause the engine stalled
and if you find a taker i'll sell it all


Bore

let's see a show of hands from those of us
sure that it's all been done, well alright
with the exception of those rare new insights
but still not enough, still not enough
left to explore to be worth it
just forget it
it's a bore to you

footsteps in every direction right?
just forget it
footsteps in every direction right?
you just said that

it's cold water to face
drop out of the race
you ran in
complete circles of friends
where certain opinions fly high
with no regard to the past
the questions we ask are leaning
on a heart that beats down
the moments left until we reach the ground

Bonnet

this could be anyone of us
last finger on the edge
hey buddy don’t let go
oh no
giving in to the logic
her bonnets floating in the air
tossed to the wind when you blinked you eyes
it was a thin disguise
that you bought into
with every daydream you projected
quiet scenes in the meantime it’s
tragedy

we went to sleep with the
dogs out a gun in the drawer
the alarm’s on just close all the doors and we’re safe

now I can’t sleep
I’m searching the floor for that
red pen and last years calendar
guess I gave it all away



F-Stop

pictures line up the wall from floor to ceiling
what was I thinking
when everything always stops
f
stop all boasts for the evening your opponent
knows that this moment
is gone for good
and I never would have said that
except for you picture
click and it’s over click and it’s gone

the nerve of it all
you’re egging it on

in just a minute we’ll manipulate a pause
and I’m staring straight into your eyes
with nothing behind

that’s the thing about living in the past
eventually everything turns 2-D
and you can’t remember what you see