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As we sit on this rooftop confronting
All of the cracks that split open our heads
We find ourselves overwhelmed
By the thunder of free men in rags
Their sweet screams and singing ring loudly
And proudly, triumphantly straight through my ears
So powerful in practice that it wakes up the night
Gives me sweet sight and it rolls round the dead
These women and men on their benders
Are children to mothers and fathers and God
Despite what they tell you they are born from creation
They're the essence of nature and a face of the lost
Freedom's their only possession and
Sanity's something that never comes cheap
But who wants to live in this big old world
When someone tells you who you outta be?
Holy! Are those who break free and set their own goals
Holy! Are those who worship and despise their souls
Holy! Are those who sit around and just say
What could I do? Who could I be?
And why should we even try anyway?
She's slipping through the cracks
That appear in my head
And I'm screaming out back
Cause I can't fit myself anymore
The maze is blocked by weeds
Kudzu that just won't die
No matter how hard I try
I still can't slip inside anymore
Lying in my bed
The ceiling is my mirror
Despite the spread of white paint
I've never seen myself clearer than I do right now
I know the color of my eyes
I know the spread of my teeth
I know my genetic code
I know my history
I know that you've been gone
Forever mystery
No matter how hard I try I can't see
A hand appears from the slant
One that's grey and foriegn
I don't know how to react
Until I hear a voice that's low, but I know
She asks me just to trust her
Tell me that it's all good
She's just been gone a moment
And I really think she should just speak the goddamn truth
Don't try to drag me down
And just don't lie to me
Although I lie to myself
So I don't know what to believe
It's been 18 long years
Just stay away from me
You've had your goddamn time and now it's up to me
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Economic Blues
04:46
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I can't remember the street sign
But i remember your face
You always made me keep the lights on
Just to see me spray on you, hey
Now it's not what you prefer
But it's what you choose
That's why I'm singing
These economic blues to you
And i can't
And i won't this time
And i won't try to change your mind
And I can't and I won't this time
And i won't try to change your mind
I don't know if I'll wake up
Or where i should start
That's why I'm marching
To the beat of your heart, for you hey
And i can't
And i won't this time
And i won't try to change your mind
And I can't and I won't this time
And i won't try to change your mind
Now it's not what you prefer
But it's what you choose
That's why I'm singing
These economic blues to you, hey
And i can't
And i won't this time
And i won't try to change your mind
And I can't and I won't this time
And i won't try to change your mind
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Cold Coffee
03:11
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Can't you see me
Holding onto nothing at all?
Broken mirrors
Lined along the backside of my mind
And now I'm realizing the man in the mirror is growing old
Cold Coffee, Kafkaesque
This place has got me so depressed
I ain't got too much in my life left
So just leave me alone, let me pay my rent
Bright white, fluorescent lights
I feel them burning out my eyes
As it moves up to my frontal lobe
Where my heart is dead, my soul has died
Can't you see me
Reaching out for dreams I cannot find?
I'm feeling worthless
I think I'm gonna die
Cold Coffee, Kafkaesque
This place has got me so depressed
I ain't got jack shit in my life left
So just leave me alone, let me pay my rent
Bright white, fluorescent lights
I feel them burning out my eyes
As it moves up to my frontal lobe
Where my heart is dead, my soul has died
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$61.61
01:34
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Gonna get down on $61.61
Fuck bitches, gonna drink, gonna have fun
Gonna get down on $61.61
No regrets
X3
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The Good Fight
07:03
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Facing the world sober is not an easy task
But if I don't give it my all I'm just weaker than the rest
This whole world is making plans to leave you all behind
But you can't let that determine how you waste all of your time
So take your pain, take your shame, take your angst and all your woe
Wear them gladly on your sleeve and show them off to one's you love
So all you need to do is only you and never doubt
Yourself and your ambitions and fuck who say it ain't allowed
If I was ever born again I wanna be a New York bird
Shit on all the nay-sayers as they go traveling in the herd
Off to big tall phallic ziggurats where they pray to God for their fears
Hoping for some reassurance they won't see for 40 years
But I guess I shouldn't yet, cause I'm living just like them
Going day to day and check by check, splitting weeks from the weekends
I just need to convince myself to get off my lazy ass
And do something with my life so long as I have life to last
Started smoking cause of all the stress
Now I'm not at my very best
But you won't catch me crying
Started drinking cause I had the blues
But they don't know it's about you
Can't you see why I'm dying?
The drink and the smoke
Were just methods to cope
But just one thing was wrong all along
You won't find me there
Right by your side
That's what you get when you left me high and dry
(Woo-hoo)
Can't wait on no superman to lift this heavy load
We got things to see we got folks to meet we got shit we need to know
So if we work together we can bear this burden yet
The definition of progress is that one measly step
And our bodies will be sweating and our faces will be red
But we will see the progress in the faces of our children
And as we lay upon our beds, waiting for to die
We can go with a smile knowing we fought the good fight
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