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I Wanna Destroy Myself
02:30
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All the world is rising up like vomit
Filling up my ugly little mouth
There's a sickness deep inside my eyeball
Got to find the tool to cut it out
If there's only one way out, then tell me now
Lead me through the doors
I get sick just
looking around, let me out
I wanna destroy something, I wanna destroy something
I wanna destroy myself
I have fallen deep in love with nothing
Vicious nothing tearing through my brain
Won't you please come and be my escort
Through the dark, dark world that we have made
Can't you hear it girls and boys, a big loud noise
You can't make it stop
Take a look at all you hate, you'll say the same
I wanna destroy something, I wanna destroy something
I wanna destroy myself
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I'm a runaway dog and I'm kicking up dust
In a Chevy Express with a hood full of rust
And a head full of dead ends
And thoughts of young redheads
Who don't have my number no more
I'm caught in a mouse-trap I set for myself
Where I sneer at ideas of material wealth
And I sleep in the alley
And I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of the fabulous four
Tell 'em all to go to Hell
I'm blown like a leaf 'cross the United States
By a force that'll grab you and throw you away
And I'm too young to die
Or I'm too scared to try
But I guess that there's no way around it
It's a double-bind, baby, a Catch-22
How nobody knows you until there's no you
'Cause it all drifts away
Or dissolves into gray
At the moment that you're saying that I think that I've found it
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3. |
My Zero
03:55
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Out on the open prairie
The amber waves of grain
I sat and lit my fire
I saw your passing train
I watched the yellow windows
I couldn't see your face
I thought you'd always be my zero
Sitting down by the fire
I cook my can of beans
I draw the constellations
I wonder what they mean
Sit back replay my movie
I go through all the scenes
I thought you'd always be my zero
I've gone away forever
The wrong side of the tracks
My blood all filled with garbage
My heart shot through with cracks
I saw her dark hair falling
all down her snow-white back
I thought she'd always be my zero
I thought you'd always be my zero
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4. |
Day of the Dog
03:25
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From the bums on the street to the prisoners inside
From the loser cast out to the runaway child
And the wandering slave through the wilderness fog
They're all lying in wait for the day of the dog
I came up in the world with a pain in my back
And I never could run with the wolves in the pack
But I been using my teeth, and I've sharpened my claws
And I'm lying in wait for the day of the dog
If we get in a fight, I won't take out my gun
And you can go home tonight, and you can think that you've won
But I'll see you again, and I'll prove you dead wrong
And the sun will be high on the day of the dog
It's the end of the night, and we're greeting the dawn
On a river of blood and a plague of frogs
Ain't nobody can judge me, nobody but God
And the sun will be high on the day of the dog
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5. |
Walk on in Darkness
03:30
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Now that everyone's gone, it's just me and the Lord
In this little apartment in Queens
With the trash piled high and a chain on the door
And the neighbors all know what that rattling means
I can see through the window the moon like a stain
And the neon sign's humming a prayer
It's talking to you
Walk on in darkness, deeper than the ocean
Walk on in darkness and I will not understand
Walk on in darkness, black, opaque and devious
Walk on in darkness deep
Do the alley-cat dance
Now I'm out in the street and the rain's never-ending
Got a taste for the things we can't know
And God's calling me back on my portable headset
There's a horn in the gutter that's starting to blow
Talk to me, talk to me, when you sad, when you lonely
But don't talk to the man from the government hole
Take off your head
Walk on in darkness, boarded up in mystery
Walk on in darkness and shield me from the swarm
Walk on in darkness, cottonball material
Walk on in darkness deep—tap toes
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6. |
Cold Hands
02:40
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I don't want your money
I don't want your car
I don't want you to love me
No need to take it so far
I just wanna be held in your cold hands
And I wanna be held in your cold hands
I see nothing finer
I see nothing to gain
No particular pleasure
To measure up to the pain
I just want to be held in your cold hands
And I want to be held in your cold hands
Now I'm a dog in the moonlight
And I'm a punk in the grass
I'm at your bedroom window tonight
Scratching up on the glass
I wanna be held in your cold hands
I just want to be held in your cold hands
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7. |
Anything Can Happen
02:26
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And I'm rocking like the red-painted horse in the rain
And I'm standing on the table chemicals in my brain
And I'm driving my car real fast into the distance tonight
And I'm done telling lies to all my family and friends
Going totally broke, I got no money to spend
And I'm wild fist fighting with the strangers that I hate in my head
Now I've thrown out everything
And there's something wrong with me
So just take my hand for me, anything can happen
Now it's clear to me
And I'm wild like mercury
And it's all come down to me, anything can happen
And I'm bored with all the idiotic nihilist kids
And the cheaters and the cowards and materialists
And my heart goes wild every time I try to think about it
I put my hand on my heart and leave the city behind
And I'm shaking off the chains because they were all in my mind
And I'm off in the distance burning rubber in a perfect straight line
Now I've thrown out everything
And I don't know what to be
So just take my hand for me anything can happen
Now it's clear to me
That it's painful just to be
But I'm grateful just to see anything can happen now
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And Maybe God is a Train
02:15
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And maybe God is a train, going all across Atlanta
And crying in the deep of the night
And maybe God is a train, shining light into a tunnel
And coming on with all of its might
And maybe everything's cool, and it don't make a difference what you do
And maybe everything's fine, and it don't make a difference who loves who
But baby take care, take care
And maybe God is a boy, kneeling down in dirty gardens
And taking bugs apart with his hands
And maybe God is a boy, in a social situation
And trying to be tough like a man
And maybe everything's there on a silver platter for us now
And maybe nobody cares and nothing really matters for us now
But baby take note, take note
And maybe God is a girl, dressing up her little animals
Setting out a table for tea
And maybe God is a girl, who just got her learner's permit
She's driving drunk and dangerously
And maybe everything's just exactly how it's supposed to be
But even then what exactly has that got to do with me
When I'm in pain, in pain
And maybe God is a train
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Been So Strange
03:26
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Down at the bottom for so many years, I’ve been
Strange, strange like God’s own dog
Barking at the gates with three heads full of teeth
Walkin’ around with that Arhoolie swing
And they cannot touch me, touch not
The Lord’s anointed, and no I have not
Grown or changed—
—One fine morning
Bright and fair I’m gonna meet my God
In the middle of the air
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10. |
The Mall
02:25
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I went to the mall with you
You dragged me into the changing room
I could have died, I felt so happy
Felt so crazy I could've died
I walked to the shore with you
Watch the storm roll into view
I saw clouds all full of lightning
Flashing pink deep inside the clouds
I am broken wide open, bleeding everywhere
I walked downtown with you
You dragged me into the hotel pool
I saw rainbows 'round the streetlights
I saw halos around everything
I am broken wide open, bleeding everywhere
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All the creatures, the strangest creatures of the deep
They never slumber, they never stop to go to sleep
At the bottom of the ocean
At the bottom of the sea
Teachers teaching, the doctors diagnosing me
My messed-up parents, my girlfriend don't understand me
I'm sinking down, way down to the bottom
All the creatures, the strangest creatures of the deep
They never slumber, they never stop to go to sleep
I wanna go down, way down to the bottom
I wanna ride a seahorse with a human face
I wanna find Leviathan and I'll give chase
At the bottom of the ocean
At the bottom of the sea
Black jellyfish, octopi, big blue whale with a mile-wide eye
Black jellyfish, octopi, big blue whale with a mile-wide eye
Vampire squid, bug-eye worm, dog-face shark with the ink that burns
Black jellyfish, octopi, things you never seen, baby
I wanna go down, way down to the bottom
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12. |
Slacker Adria
05:10
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Lost my faith in my government, gonna watch TV in my apartment
Get up in the morning get the paper, I got a heroin girl I'm gonna save her
But secretly I'm hoping she'll save me, or at least give me drugs and call me baby
How'm I gonna find a new drummer, been playing with him since last summer
Fed up with the Internet bullshit, and I gotta make it home before sunset
Get home light the candles and I break bread, bless the wine and drink it turn my face red
I hope I look cool on TV, with my brand new band d'you wanna see me
Make it all go away, make it all go away, make it all go away
And/but sometimes in the night when I'm out of my senses
I see a wide-open country without any fences
I see white crosses burning across a dark landscape
And there's no hidden keys and there's no secret handshake
Adria, Adria
And if ever my prayer should ascend to some heaven
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13. |
Cherry Lane
04:12
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Past the wounded cars reflecting all their dirty light
Past the unnamed bars, the unnamed prisoners of the night
Past the Winnebago dreaming all its iron dreams
Past the haunted drugstore where the fortune teller leans
Past the gravel parking lot where blood is only blood
Past the storefront church where they say God made Man from mud
There you'll find the broken toys who chased their love in vain
If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane
Past the dimming county line where all turns black and red
Past the win(t/n)ers' trash bags where the losers lay their heads
Listen for the freight trains rumbling, talking in their sleep
Hear the lonesome drifter ask the Lord her soul to keep
Walk beneath the signpost where the purple neon hums
See the ugly cardboard world where someday never comes
And you may see my old man Gideon walking with a cane
If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane
I got sick, then I got sicker, and then I lost my way
Heard a song without a singer at the close of day
I went driving, I went walking, I went far away
Went somewhere you can't come back from, somewhere you can't stay
If you see me on your journey, try and say my name
You can turn and trace your footsteps back the way you came
Or you can take the highway running wild through joy and pain
If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane
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