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Bad Books Album


Bad Books (10/19/2010)
10/19/2010
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I Begged You Everything
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I arrived with no shoes
Without a name, without a use
I tried to talk it out of you
Just because I found it's best,
To keep it quiet and keep it still

You sat without your clothes
Without a name, without a home
And I love the weirdness of it all
So I stalled,
Saying everything, that's everywhere
Is lost

(Yeah, Everything, that's everywhere is...)

Now, I can see
In the end, we unfortunately
Have to end either way
That we put it either way
The book says
And i know what it does
And you pass, to pretend
What you have
And the inkling, the clue
How we all got here
How this all ends

I hung another noose
Without a hand, without a tool
There's no way, that its up to you
So cry to me,
Everything, everywhere ends
It's true

Now, I can see
In the end, we unfortunately
Have to end either way
That we put it either way
The book says
And i know what it does
And you pass, to pretend
What you have
And the inkling, the clue
How we all got here
How this all...

. . .


Some men collapse at the racetrack
Their wrong and beat up, their eyes black
Others wilt in casinos
Roll dice and piss away speedboats
Some dissolve into bar stools
Scratched off in boxes and playoff pools
I spent myself on a psychic
I lost my way and a friend said she would find it
Man, we were wrong.
Man, we were wrong.
I asked for the future,
She only sang me a song.

Some men they go make their own luck
Grow fat from feeding on lame ducks
The easy mark and the old maid
The invalid and the ingrate
Others wait for that high sign
Some holy hoax in the tree-line
Me, I'm counting my canned food
Bunkered down waiting out our slingshot moods
But what if I'm wrong?
What if I'm wrong?
I'll open my doors up
People, come sweep me along.

Eyes are fixed and my palms are spread
Dissonance floats my shipwrecked head
God sleeps in the Gaza strip
And man alone's left alone to live with it
The coin-flip faith of the optimist
It's beginners luck in a sewing kit
What's to do when there is no fix
On the unflinching ambivalence?

But you say that's wrong
Hopeless and wrong
We re-thread your needle,
You say, "God, play along."

. . .


Baby shoes, never used
Thought of you until it happened to us too
Jennifer, I have heard
You made it through, you finally moved
That’s good for you

I’m a dog, I’m a bird
I’m a rat, and you’re detached from all the words
I’m a dick, you’re around
I am bound and terrified of making sounds

Satan’s eyes, the surprise
Search inside and oh my god she’s back alive
She is mean, she is harmed

She once belonged to us now belongs to the dark
She once belonged to us now belongs to the dark

She is gone, false alarm
Here we are and now I am growing out my arms
I can make, big mistakes
Evil comes, yeah it comes to me in ways

I’m a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes we can call her by her name
I’m a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes and we call her by her paint

I’m so lonely, feed me feed me
I’m so angry, pet me pet me
I’m so lonely, kill me kill me
She’s so lonely, kill her through me

Here I come, down the hall
I’ve got a pretty fucking end to all in all
Hate the bars, I love the bars
At least I’m safe and you can’t hurt me anymore

Cause she is mean, mean and harmed
She once belonged to us but now to the dark
She once belonged to us now belongs to the dark

You and me, plucking feathers, and
You and me destroy the best of things
Sometimes I, can save the afterlife
And I am scared the apocalypse is three

She is mean, she can kill
She would do it just to have a simple thrill
She’s a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes and they call me by her name

Three sixes and we call her by her name

. . .


I caught you caroling and giving grief
Thought you were cannonballing after me
I let your actions speak for themselves
And wished you well

But youre a mirror I cannot void
Strung out and jittery and paranoid
A leaky battery that cant keep charged
Get in the car and say what you mean
Explain yourself to me and Ill try not to judge you more than you would

Let me help, I promise not to tell
Like anyones asking or anyone should

First time I met you I was full of fear
Knew that eventually youd disappear
Just when I needed you youd burn to smoke
And off you go

Just come back and peel away the mess
Lay here beside me and open your eyes
Take it back your dignity your tact
Turn back to the person you tried to let die

I caught you nesting with your analog
Glassy eyes from kissing poison frogs
Becoming infinite against his couch

Open your mouth and say the words
You used to wish you heard
Back when you focused enough to be good

And if youre gone
An endless false alarm
Just remember I loved you
As long as I could

. . .


Styrofoam cup of mud in my good hand,
Disembodied voice of God in the trash can
Eyes in the ashes, feeling for the future
Sleeping through the steak-out, researching the rumor.

My old motor and mattress of memories,
First you were embarassed, but how could you not be,
Tangled in teenage mum at the movies,
Your voice ran out out of words,
It was awkward and homey.

Gospel in your belly, they aim a little lower,
Back into the bleachers, Spoke as it's owner.
Sindicate a sermon you sang from the raptors,
Anchors in you pockets, holding down the laughter.

Tearing up your mind, your lust and your ego,
Slingshot a martyr to speed your libido,
Perish grows to jelly, blissful and wasted,
Your fish knew I consult them pictures of you naked?? (haha)

You're complicating your worst mixed messes,
You built them burned to bridge.
And scattered all your crumbs at the cliff,
She wants me, she'll swim for it.


Brother, can you spare your arms or your arrows?
Thunder clap's arising, I think that I should
Go home.

To the days when, back barns, it melts me.
1996 and your waiting there to tell me,
"I didn't die, you dreamt it, you dreamt it,
I'm as alive as your backward intentions.
Sorry that I tricked you, you had to focus
Put yourself together, clear out, you got this."

But for all that effort,
The slow burned struggle,
I forgot where you live.

She swept away the clues from the cliff, your lost now.(x4)
Remembering.

She swept away the clues from the cliff, your lost now.
Remembering.

. . .


Crooked days come bundled up in bunches
They break your brain like a branch
And push you out here asking after for something
you should know I don’t have

If I had it you wouldn’t have to ask
If I had it you wouldn’t have to ask

Later on when you bargain with your mirror
and you ask is it really that bad

If it wasn’t you wouldn’t have to ask
If it wasn’t you wouldn’t have to ask

How could you know if you didn’t?
What’s left to say when your tongue’s turned to ash?
Well I tell you you’re finally forgiven
So you wouldn’t have to ask

Shoot what’s left, slip inside your sinner smile
Another man in a mask

If you faced it you wouldn’t need a mask
If you meant it you wouldn’t need a mask
If I could fix you you wouldn’t have to ask
If I could help you you wouldn’t have to ask

. . .

I Begged You Everything

[No lyrics]

. . .


Dont move
I only think the truth unless it you
Dont move
I tried to be the best and there’s no proof
Please move
Its a long time coming
A long time making you
I hope that it will get the best of…
And I didn’t know you wouldnt have
The key to the end of it all
I really hoped it would be okay
To save it for another day
For another day…

I hope you
Can take it slower than we are used to
Don’t lose
Your hope in me if there is actually proof
Don’t move
Im a long time coming
A long time making you
I didnt know you wouldnt have
The key to the end of it all
Now I would make it to be okay
To save it for another day
For another day…

There’s no use
It’s a long time coming
A long time saving you

. . .


We passed 800 miles talking circles about living with loss
You said your sense of humor’s always helped you get above & across
Every hurdle, every chasm, every shocking & unspeakable blow
Just proves the universe is chaos so you laugh to clear the lump from your throat

But if you’re fixed on being bitter
Go be bitter on your own
We’re still two hours from El Paso
Arizona’s such a long way to go

The chemicals were coursing through our bloodstreams at incongruous rates
I was time-traveling inward through a past life I can never erase
You were hanging out the window, you said: “We’re just a beggar’s banquet in space”
You were laughing at the moon, you were cursing it for wearing your face

Me & New Mexico are orphans
Or is it bastards? Either way:
I know a guy in Roswell
We’ll hitch a moonride, steal you back your face

You sleep and whistle “Blackbird” backwards while my eyes cut her name in clay.
You wake to Mesa, Arizona
Say, “Let it go. She’ll change her mind someday.”
You took the wheel in Mesa, Arizona.
Said, “I got the rest, man.
You can drift away.”

. . .


My love has gone away
Packed up her bags and then boarded that plane
And I guess that the time I figured you’d wait
Teary face, leaky breath, a bitter taste

Tripped out for 600 years
Who would have thought I’d make it last year?
In a way it makes sense that I died and reappeared
As that fly you’ve been swatting for years

Calm down and make him a drink
Pretty small town and the gossip repeats
She took off her clothes and sat on the bed next to me

My heart is pumping my blood, your hearts not beating at all
In a way it makes sense that it isn’t, it just never was

Right now, a sinful exchange
Once done, unspeakable shame
And I should’ve known where I took the blame
The sweat and the shame fireless flame

Please god don’t take him too
Take me, a replicant fool
Lost a gear and now I hardly move
He’s a kid, I’m a fool

Please son, where is your faith?
Take off your bushels set fire to your pain
You will heal like a cut, let it scar let it scab, let it stain

In a while I promise you’ll see
You’re alive, not the blemish or burns that you keep on your feet
I am a towel that is soaked to the core, heavier now than it’s gotten before
And something inside of me needs more and more, sooner than later never no more

Sooner than later, never no more

. . .


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