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Dance Gavin Dance
Dance Gavin Dance


Background information
Origin Sacramento, California, United States
Genre(s) Post-Hardcore
Years active 2005—present
Label(s) Rise Records
Website Website
Members
Jonny Craig
Jon Mess
Will Swan
Eric Lodge
Matt Mingus
Former members
Alvaro Alcala
Sean O'Sullivan
Jason Ellis
Zac Garren
Tim Feerick
Dan Snook
Kurt Travis



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Dance Gavin Dance Album


Dance Gavin Dance (08/19/2008)
08/19/2008
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Uneasy Hearts Weigh The Most (feat. Nic Newsham of Gatsby's American Dream)
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Caviar (feat. Chino Moreno of Deftones)
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Rock Solid (feat. Matt Geise of Lower Definition)
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Stop! The first one to hit the cop wins.
His death was so obvious.
Make up the things that you did.
I hid in bushes, I was tripping on thizz.
Description, of no sir you can't ignore.
The lights they are blinding, and you man are such a bore.
Please smash the target, please smash the target, please smash the target, right where the heart sits.

Whoever said we had to stop this from happening?
My plans changed abruptly and you chose to flee this unstable setting.
And I'll only survive in this life...
I got that necklace, I got that watch,
I copped that blow torch, off your front porch.
I'll only survive if it's you by my side... and I'll only survive in this life...
I got that bottle of jack, I got five on that sack.
If this fails then I'll bail you out of jail.
It's so obvious you're constantly blocking me from rational thinking.

Maybe I look good in leather,
In my bed I pluck your feathers,
We should fucking be together,
Now look alive and say you've gotta go.

Well don't it feel good? You got what you paid for.
Well don't it feel good? You got what you paid for.

Maybe I look good in leather,
In my bed I pluck your feathers,
We should fucking be together,
Now look alive and say you've gotta go.

Well don't it feel good? You got what you paid for.
Well don't it feel good? You got what you paid for.

Brace me honey I need friction,
If I slur my words correct my diction,
It's not always fact or fiction, I made the plan I'll make my own plan.
Period colon grammar arsenal,
I think we need some brand new barstools,
A new decor, oh man that car's cool,
I change the plan, I bought my own plan.

The night was innocent.
But she'll never believe
That I was alone,
The night was innocent!
Reciting words I never meant to write.
You want a piece of my mind,
That's fine, that's fine, that's fine.
You want a piece of my mind, that's fine

Just keep your arms around me,
And I won't let your body touch...
I won't let it touch the ground.
Just keep your eyes on me,
And let me be your gravity
Until you can, can sleep sound.
Until you can, can sleep sound.
Until you can, can sleep sound.
Until you can, can sleep sound.
Until you can, can sleep sound.
Until you can...
(You're right I am addicted
The point, I guess I missed it,
It's not your fault, but I'll blame it on anything, but myself.)

. . .


Here is a lesson: stop trying to impress them.
The look on her face is like no, no, no, no, no!
Question answer question,
No question answer question,
No one cares who you know, know, know, know, know, know.
Here is a lesson: stop trying to impress them
The look on her face is like no, no, no, no, no, no!
Know who you are before you claim you're a star,
For now we are all just like no, no, no and no.

And all that you said to me
Has left me with anxiety.
Let's just keep this underneath,
You speak of me in disbelief.

This ain't no fucking day job,
I don't just sit around.
Counting all my money,
This is how you go out.
I don't just sit around,
Counting all my money.
This is how you go out,
You go out like a bang.
I envision your brain like a crashing car.
The cable it just snaps holding up the elevator.
This ain't no fucking day job,
I don't just sit around.
This is how you go out,
You go out like a bang.

Here is a lesson: stop trying to impress them.
The look on her face is like no, no, no, no, no!
Question answer question,
No question answer question,
No one cares who you know, know, know, know, know, know.
Here is a lesson: stop trying to impress them
The look on her face is like no, no, no, no, no, no!
Know who you are before you claim you're a star,
For now we are all just like no, no, no and no.

Hello, my name is Jon fucking Mess,
I wrote the script on getting you out of your dress.
Would you like to go out sometime?
I'll tear open your body and break down your emotional guard,
'Cause I like love, and it's no good to me if you don't reciprocate the feeling.
If you don't give back, I'm crushed, I'll go out drinking.

. . .


Ask me I'm fine, or I will be.
I gotta bullet proof vest on and the cure for AIDS
And a pill that makes me happy.
Ask me I'm fine, or I will be.
I've got the cure for loneliness,
And a pill that makes all my problems resolved.

I got a bullet proof vest on
And I wire tapped your brain.
I want to do this right,
Dyno, dyn-o-mite.

You should have just listened to your friends,
You would have been over this by now.
I thought we told each other to live in different worlds.

Oh, you should have listened to your friends,
You would have been over this by now, over this by now.
Oh, there's only so much I can take,
But I guess we'll never really find out, never really find out.
(Well, sure it's complicated, but I still know,
That I can get frustrated and snort that blow)

Rate me and judge me on a graph that you drew.
Hope I compare to the friends that left you for dead.

I guess I'm not making myself perfectly clear.
I guess I'm not making myself perfectly clear.
How many times, how many times, how many times is this gonna happen?
How many times, how many times, how many times is this gonna happen?

I've got to blame all these people as fast as I mother fucking can,
You were fooled, this ain't no fucking day job.

Oh, you should have listened to your friends,
You would have been over this by now, over this by now.
Oh, there's only so much I can take,
But I guess we'll never really find out, never really find out.
(Well, sure it's complicated, but I still know,
That I can get frustrated and snort that blow)

Suddenly, we startle ourselves,
Staring upon each other in silence, silence...
To think this whole time we're provoking each other in blinding violence.

. . .


Won the battle, so now buy me clothes.
Let's make believe that we're better off alone.
Well it's me I implore,
I store smiles down in the basement.
Even in a perfect world we could not breathe.
Now I'm choosing my battles,
Now I'm herding the cattle,
Now I'm choosing my battles,
I am the sow.

You remind me of someone,
You remind me of someone else.
You remind me of someone,
You remind me of someone else.

We could not get up here, the stairs have collapsed on top of us.
No one said it was my responsibility,
Well I'll get this done.
We are up on our backs, helpless in fact but slowly moving.
Nine to five we slave for people that are underage.
I'm slowly moving.
I'm slowly moving.
Oh, it's the best feeling, thinking of your new goals in life.
I never wanted this to happen, but it always does

It's so funny when you speak of love so fluently; you have ruined me.
I saved the gats for you and I, decide.
When will this end, when will this end?
I saved the gats for you and I, decide.

We've got to save the weekends for getting our minds blown out.
We've got to find the best way for shutting their fucking mouths.

When will this end?
When will this fucking end?
Well, judgement day is tuesday, so get your rabbit foots out.

Won the battle, so now buy me clothes.
Let's make believe that we're better off alone.
Well it's me I implore,
I store smiles down in the basement.
Even in a perfect world we could not breathe.

It's like we've never felt so...
I'll drive the boat, I'll drive the boat.
It's like we've never felt so...
I'll drive the boat I'm arming the laser.
It's like we never felt so...
Never felt so great, never felt so gold.
Never felt so, felt so, felt so...
Gold it hurts.
Diamond flavor.

. . .


If we could only be in different places,
Among the same faces we can't forget,
In debt to the very distinction of love and hate.
They're both in our hearts, we choose an imbalance.
Oh, the thought, we are the flaws that make us.

That must be why
(What's the right word for this?)
I'm suffering.
(Ashamed? No, horrified.)
It's an action, delayed reaction,
I've got taxes and bills to pay.
Something's flapping its wings at me,
Someone's clapping, I guess we're on TV.

Stop now, you've ruined it all,
Stop now, you've obtained it all.
Stop now, you've ruined it all,
Stop now, you've obtained it all.
Stop now, you've ruined it all,
Stop now, you've obtained it all.
Stop now. (Stop now.)
Stop now. (Stop now.)
Stop now. (Stop now.)
Stop now. (Stop now.)
Stop now. (Stop now.)
(We'll call you back, it's a fact.
No, it's not that you lack something indefinitely.)

Moving in the right direction.
I'm waiting to see if it comes to me,
Or if it's tied to a safe that just hit the sea floor.
Maybe I'll sleep, maybe I'll sleep through a century.
I'm waiting to see if it comes to me,
Or if it's tied to a safe that just hit the sea floor.
What was going through my head?

Press the pressure point on my neck,
My head will snap off and roll into the secret passage
We built for escorting the rapist to the victim.
Did you manage your time?
Do you know how I do?
Downpour, downpour, downpour, downpour.
Oh, the boredom involved in patience.

So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn,
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home.
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn.
So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn,
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home.
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn.
And I won't forget what it means.

. . .


Let's take some time to reflect and restart,
We tip over three-wheeled shopping carts,
A crippled man with his mangled hands
Looks at the blonde with her hideous, orange, fake tan.
Decide, decide, decide.
Who thinks that I, that I am out of line
For being sober finding four leaf clovers,
Lawn mowers and truck towers,
So lucky all of the time.
Decide, decide, decide.
I've got a mind and it's weighing me down,
28 pounds, and lucky for me, so lucky for me,
I'll never see that bitch again.

So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn,
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home.
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn.
So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn,
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home.
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn.

Nobody's home.
Nobody's home.
Well, I've lied with a fantastic picture I, well I've lied.
We're going in new directions.
Well, I've lied with a fantastic picture I, well I've lied.
From sleeping away the century.
Well, let's start from the beginning right now,
I'd do that if you weren't so impatient.
We're going in new directions.
Well I'll stop you and give me the time of day,
It's so sad, I've got no more lines to read.
From sleeping away the century.

. . .


To feel her touch...
It's almost impossible to hold still.
Maybe we can go back to the way it was,
Well, at least let me love you the same.

I got lies to tell your children,
When my smile pierces through your bones.
Right through your bones.
(Through your bones.)
The grass is green inside my yard,
I can make make you laugh so fucking hard it hurts you
Inside your bones.
(Inside your bones.)

She talks, I listen,
She's in the shower and her skin glistens,
Like, oh my god, I like it.
Like, oh-ho god, I like it.

I suggest a drive, let's take the back road,
Let's get lost, let's lose our minds.
Hey, little girl, I think we found it tonight,
I think we glow that fucking bright, oh.
And when she laughs I like it,
Like "oh ha ha ha ha ha."

I got lies to tell your children,
When my smile pierces through your bones.
Right through your bones.
(Through your bones.)
The grass is green inside my yard,
I can make make you laugh so fucking hard it hurts you
Inside your bones.
(Inside your bones.)

Holy shit, she smells like heaven,
Been best friends since we were 11,
Oh my god, I like her.
Yeah, I heard you like her.
Baby I thought that we had something,
Compared to him I'm next to nothing,
Oh my god, I like her.
Yeah, I heard you like her.

I am a million fucking bucks.
I am a thousand fucking bucks.
Your bitch is dead. she was hit by a truck.
What the fuck!

Holy shit, she smells like heaven,
Been best friends since we were 11,
Oh my god, I like her.
Yeah, I heard you like her.
Baby I thought that we had something,
Compared to him I'm next to nothing,
Oh my god, I like her.
Yeah, I heard you like her.

. . .


Is trust really that fucking hard?
(A gesture of faith in me.)
You make it so, and you let go within the circle.
(Blasphemy so regularly, right?)
Everyone knows what you wear,
The face of doubt,
To live without.
(Honestly, we're deceiving each other.)

You speak of awe,
(It's not enough.)
And take every word from me.
(Fighting everyone that I see,
Learning when and where not to be.)
You speak of awe,
(It's not enough.)
And make every word taste sweet.

Why don't you just let me live my life?
I've given you more of myself,
It's hard to get that back.
Go, and make me believe that I feel complete.
Better suit my manic depressive desires.

You speak of awe,
(It's not enough.)
And take every word from me.
(Fighting everyone that I see,
Learning when and where not to be.)
You speak of awe,
(It's not enough.)
And make every word taste sweet.

Would you like us to wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
To wave off every battle?
(My invasion is your caviar.)
(My invasion of thoughts is your caviar.)
(Stronger, longer, faster, blonder.)

My invasion of thoughts is your caviar.
My invasion of thoughts is your caviar.

. . .


The first thing I say in the morning is "fuck that shit!"
People are offended and tired, so fuck that shit.
I walk myself to my church service and ask for this:
Balance my brain chemicals, so I can give a shit.
Shit!

Stay back, and don't make advances,
I'll keep my side of the trade.
(Here is a blatant remark)
And I thought forbidden contacts were in order.
(I'll never get arrested.)
This is all for the opposition, for the opposition.

Make it right,
Put your soul on ice,
Give a chance to make this better.
Make it right,
Put your soul on ice,
Let's wait to pull that lever.
Make this right,
Put your soul on ice,
I need to make this better.
Make this right,
Put your soul on ice,
But I still make this wrong.

I get hyphy on such a decadent mixture.
Man, we're back again.
But I'm only here for just one more show.
Feel the back of my hand.
Feeling alone on such a decadent mixture.
Wanna hit ya, get your picture, and just take you home.
Record banter,
We make post parole.

And then I took the keys right out of the ignition and I ran.
Broke out, down, running down the street.
Looking for where the hell, where the hell can I hide?
People, people trying to ask me questions, man.
I don't know the fucking answers!
Uh, I just got this rock.
I just got this rock,
Rock solid!

Raise your hand if the system has missed you, man.
Your money ain't going as far as it use to.
Raise your hand if the system has missed you, man.
Raise your hand.
Raise your fucking hand.

"Oh, hey Jon! How's it going man?"
"Oh, I'm alright wh-whatever."
"Did you hear about that party?"
"No, no, no, where's that?"
"Dude. I...Is it 26 and P or what?"
"Dude, it's L"
"What?"
"Yeah."
"Dude, I've been driving around for like, fuckin' half an hour."
"I thought you were picking me up right now."
"Well, I was going to, but I had to stop at the store, and get some fucking shit."
"You had to stop at the store?"
"Well, what are we going to fucking drink?"
"Do you still have the money that I gave you earlier?"
"Well, not really, because I fucking had to buy beer."
"That's fucked up man, every time I pick you up, and I spend my money on you..."
"You know what. Whatever, alright. Whatever. I don't give a shit."
"Yeah, well, I'm still going. Are you going to come?"
"I'll pick you up still, but, I mean, the party is going to be over by the time I get over there."
"Whatever. You know, it doesn't really matter right now because you are rock solid."
"Rock solid?"
"Rock solid."
"We're both rock solid."
"That's right."

Raise your hand if the system has missed you,
Your money ain't going as far as it used to.
Raise your hand if the system has missed you,
Your money ain't going as far as it used to.
Raise your hand if the system has missed you,
Your money ain't going as far as it used to.
Raise your hand if the system has missed you,
Your money ain't going as far as it used to.

And you, persist.
Oh, well.
I'll just have to live with it.

. . .


Still grinding teeth, trying to follow you home,
I'll stop the world, 'cause this plan is slow,
Wait across the street in the parking lot,
The tree is dead, the front door is locked.
The moments I framed have cracked and crumbled,
Grabbed us by the throat, then I choked and stumbled,
This will never work, this will never work,
Check my pulse as I swallow dirt.

I'm cutting myself with my own morals,
I never meant to write about you. (I never meant to write about you.)
The one contact that I loved so much,
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?

Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe.)
Oh, the dullness of existence.
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe.)
Oh, the dullness of existence.
(I'm dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight.)

And I have no sympathy for this,
He needs somebody else to leech off of. (Somebody else to leech off of.)
The one contact that I loved so much,
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?

Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe.)
Oh, the dullness of existence.
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe.)
Oh, the dullness of existence.

Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, it's fucking mind over matter.
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, it's fucking mind over matter.
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, it's fucking mind over matter.
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, it's fucking mind over matter.

My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can't forget.
My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can't forget.
My concepts are rested...

If you're gonna wear the uniform you better sell the cookies,
Don't come to my house asking for a handout.
If you're gonna wear the uniform, sell the fucking cookies,
Don't come to my house.

. . .


I drink the blood of the fortunate ones,
Collapsing their teeth right on top of their tongues.
Innocent children are asking for blow,
All of my sources say you oughta know.

Take out the stitches,
Rip off the clothes.
Green light is on,
Tell me what you know.
Run for your lives,
Judas survived,
Christ version anti.
Open the blinds,
People outside.
Ready to die,
Is it July?
Take out the stitches,
Back off the bitches.
Me and my friends,
Who has the time?
Been in line since yesterday.

Alone in this place, and I feel comfortable.
I seem to always hold on for too long.
I always hold on too long.
I always hold on too long.

When we are, it complicates and isolates
Between fear and bravery, is it inside of me?
When we are, it complicates and isolates
Between fear and bravery, is it inside of me?

Run for your lives,
Judas survived.
Christ version anti.
Run for your lives,
Judas survived.
Christ version anti.
Run for your lives,
Judas survived.
Christ version anti.
Raping and drinking is fine.
Blow my face off.
Blow me off.
Back off the bitches,
Pull out their stitches.
Needless to say, I'm blank.

We are all freaks, living in recession.
If we don't move on, I'll forever be stuck.

When we are, it complicates and isolates
Between fear and bravery, is it inside of me?
When we are, it complicates and isolates
Between fear and bravery, is it inside of me?
When we are, it complicates and isolates
Between fear and bravery, is it inside of me?

. . .


From the crawlspace under the floor,
Turned away from your front door,
I'm in your memories,
I'm in your memories.
Don't turn your back on me,
I'm part of what you used to be.
Don't turn your back on me,
Don't turn your back on me.

You fly along the stratosphere,
Forget the people that brought you here.
You fly along the stratosphere,
Forget the people that brought you here.

Shimmy, shimmy my way down underground,
Got a lot to do,
Got a lot to lose.
Shimmy, shimmy my way down underground,
Got a lot to do,
Got a lot to lose.

I'll always treat you well,
But you won't accept the change.
I'll always treat you well,
But you won't accept the change.

You fly along the stratosphere,
Forget the people that brought you here.
You fly along the stratosphere,
Forget the people that brought you here.

Shimmy, shimmy my way down underground,
Got a lot to do,
Got a lot to lose.
Shimmy, shimmy my way down underground,
Got a lot to do,
Got a lot to lose.

I'll save your ass a thousand times,
Put your body bag inside of mine.
I'm back on top of a fucking cloud,
The big bang is so goddamn loud.
Run the play man, run the play,
1969, 2012 today.
Moon walking in my leather shoes,
I don't have a fucking clue.

. . .


Someone please!
Please write a script that's made for me,
That appeals to people listening to this cd.
I got a wish, I got a wish,
That all of this was something special.
I need a drink, I need a pill,
No wait, I was over two years sober.
But this guy, he said that I was on drugs,
I should give some money to that bitch.
Or I could just get a real fucking job.

I am a prick, look at me go.
I can get lucky playing some shows, I'm a bitch.
Ima go get some new expensive shit.
Oh man, I hurt,
Emotions they suck,
But I'll just tell people, "I don't give a fuck about that shit."

Ain't nobody fucking with me, man.
Ain't nobody fucking with me.

Rancid is the sound of my voice,
Croaking its drama across an orchestra of friendly faces,
Singing along with their dying concern.
Rancid is the sound of my voice,
Croaking its drama across an orchestra of friendly faces,
Singing along with their dying concern to my bullshit.

Where did our honor go?
I think I know.
We've all been fucking each other in bathrooms at parties.
Where did my money go?
I spent it on blow,
You know that I fucked all my homies' ho's.
Where did our morals go?
I left them in Cabo,
My parents can pay for the abortion, you know.

Who has a plan?
We hold out our hands in hope for a free ride to successful endeavors.

The weak are the liars, the strong think too much.
I am too cynical to say I don't give a fuck.
The weak are the liars, the strong think too much.
I am too cynical to say I don't give a fuck.

I need money,
I need clothes.
I need women,
I need blow.
Something is very fucking wrong.

Resting your head on your best friend's sister's shoulder.
Your mother's job is to fuck all your neighbors,
Bodies thrusting to the beat of our shame.

Where did our honor go?
I think I know.
We've all been fucking each other in bathrooms at parties.
Where did my money go?
I spent it on blow,
You know that I fucked all my homies' ho's.
Where did our morals go?
I left them in Cabo,
My parents can pay for the abortion, you know.

Who has a plan?
We hold out our hands in hope for a free ride to successful endeavors.

Give my regards to all you shady fucks,
Thorn in my fucking side.

Loyalty.
Honesty.
Trust.
Respect.
Humility.
Sincerity.

We are all so full of fucking shit.
We are all so full of fucking shit.

. . .


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