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Eels
Eels


Background information
Origin Los Feliz, California, United States
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Alternative Rock
Lo-Fi
Years active 1995—present
Label(s) DreamWorks
Vagrant Records
Members
E
Koool G Murder
The Chet
Knuckles
P-Boo
Former members
Jonathan "Butch" Norton
Tommy Walter
Adam Siegel
John Parish
Lisa Germano
Joe Gore
Puddin'
Shon Sullivan
Alan Hunter



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Eels Album


Electro-Shock Blues (1998)
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laying on the bathroom floor
kitty licks my cheek once more
and I could try
but waking up is harder when you wanna die

Walter’s on the telephone
tell him I am not at home
‘cause I think that I am going
to a place where I’m always high

my name is Elizabeth
my life is shit and piss

. . .


going to your funeral and feeling I could scream
everything goes away
driving down the highway through the perfect sunny dream
a perfect day for perfect pain

look at all the people with the flowers in their hands
they put the flower on the box
that’s holding all the sand that was...
that was once...
that was once you

Honolulu hurricane I knew that you were not insane
living in the insane world
smiling like it’s no big deal
scrabby wounds that never heal
the woman was only a girl

look at all the people with their heads down in their hands
when everything I’m feeling makes it hard to understand
that,
what I need to miss...
It’s what I need to miss...
is you

going to your funeral and I’m feeling like a fool
no one’s gonna take the blame
thinking about the days of hanging out behind the school
everything goes away

. . .


the kids are diggin up a brand new hole
where they put their deadbeat mom
grandpa's happy watching video porn
with the closed caption on
and father knows best
about suicide and smack
well hehehe

cancer for the cure
cancer for the cure
buckle up and endure now baby
cancer for the cure

old blue eyes is back again
but he was never here in the first place
a heart attack may be something to fear
but take a look out back
cause courtney meets love
and so do i
well hehehe

cancer for the cure
cancer for the cure my baby
buckle up and endure now sweet thing
cancer for the cure

cancer for the cure
cancer for the cure my baby
buckle up and endure now sweet thing
the cancer for the,
the cancer for the,
the cancer for the,
the cancer for the cure
the cancer for the cure
the cancer for the cure
the cancer for the cure
the cancer for the cure

. . .


La la la la la la la la la

Springfield's looking pretty dusty today,
I see their dreams coming undone.
The view from inside ward nine affords this much
A town teeming with the unloved
Close the window and lock it so it's good and tight

La la la la la la la la la
la la la la la

Turning eighteen and trying not to look too lost
-Have a not so nice day-
The jacket makes me straight so I can just sit back
And bake.
You know I think I'm gonna stay
Talking very loud but no one hears a word I say.

La la la la la la la la
la la la la la

La la la la la la la la
la la la la la

Come visit me at eight o'clock and then you'll see how
I am not the crazy one
Voices tell me I'm the shit

Twenty days go by and every day looks the same
Same same same same

La la la la la la la la
la la la la la

La la la la la la la la
la la la la la

I'm the shit

. . .


Got a 3 speed and banana seat
Sitting back on the sissy bar
Went to Sev and got a drink
Wish I was in Daddy's car

And I looked up at the sky last night
And I thought I saw a bomb
And why won't you just tell me
What's going on?

Riding down on Spinghill Road
Meeting Alfred out in the woods
Dogs bark and mosquitos bite
Scratching the itch that makes it
Feel good

And I looked into the mirror last night
All I saw was a pretty blonde
And why won't you just tell me
What's going on?

Life is funny
But not ha ha funny
Peculiar I guess
You think I got it all going my way
Then why am I such a fucking mess?

Want a pony and a birthday cake
Want a party with a scary clown
Kneel down and bow to the princess
Kneel down for the queen of the town

And I looked up at the sky last night
And I thought I saw a bomb
And why won't you just tell me
What's going on?
Tell me what's going on

. . .


Comin' through the alley tryin' to walk without a sound
It doesn't really matter 'cause there ain't no one around
Tiptoe through the alley and tiptoe through your life
You still got it coming be it a gun, be it a knife
Next thing you know
You're eating hospital food

Karaoke castration, take the wasp alive
He's gonna sting you anyway and take you to the hive
Yesterday was suckin' and tomorrow's lookin' bad
Who knew today was the only thing I had?

What?
What?
I could hear you.
I was, uh...

Hospital food
Want some hospital food
Hospital food
Delicious hospital food

In your tribute album to the world you must never forget
To sing the one about the cat who's always gettin' wet
He's always got a problem, he's a very bitter dude
And now he's complaining 'bout his hospital food

Hospital food
It's gonna help the medicine go down
Want some hospital food
Gonna take a walk without a sound
A little hospital food
Helps the spoonful of sugar come up
I want some hospital food
In your blender and in my cup

Hospital food
Hospital food
Hospital food
Hospital food


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feeling scared today
write down: i am ok
a hundred times the doctors say
i am ok
i am ok
i'm not ok

skin is crawling off
mopping the sweaty drops
sticking around for this shit
another day
another day
not another day

pink pill feels good
finally understood
take me in your warm embrace
i'm trying
i'm trying

. . .


Efil's Good and the time is right
I'll bundle up and slip away
The count is down, and the drip is up
It's time to split this hunk of clay

Now you can bring my suitcase
But you can't bring me
And you can have all the money
'Cause you say that you must
But if you think that it matters
Take a look at me
And don't close your eyes as I turn into dust

Efils' good
Don't tell me that I can't do this
As if you knew
But you don't know
How Efil's good

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(instrumental)

. . .


You're dead but the world keeps spinning
Take a spin trough the world you left
It's getting dark a little too early
Are you missing the dearly bereft?

Taking a flight, and you could be here tomorrow
Taking a flight, well, you could get here tonight

I'm gonna fly on down for the last stop to this town
- what?
I'm gonna fly on down then fly away
- well allright
get down

Takin' a spin through the neighbourhood
The neighbours scream
Whatcha talkin' bout?
'Cause they don't know how to let you in
and I can't let you out

what if I was not your only friend in this world
you take me where you 're going if you 're never coming back

I'm gonna fly on down for the last stop to this town
I'm gonna fly on down then fly away
get down

Why don't we take a ride away up high through the neighbourhood
Up over the billboards and the factories and smoke
I'm gonna fly on down for the last stop to this town
- yeah
I'm gonna fly on down and fly away on my way
Fly away
get down


. . .


Baby genius
Look how you've grown
Where do you go from here?

Didn't we have some good times
After all is said and done

Small body and small mind
Big head and big headaches
My back is broken, baby genius
Find another ride

. . .


So I wrote it all in a letter
But I don't know if it came
The nurse she likes my writing
So she keeps it just like me
So that it won't get away

I won't be denied this time
Before I go out of my mind
Over matters, got my foot on the ladder, and I'm
Climbing up to the moon

Got a sky that looks like heaven
Got an earth that looks like shit
It's getting hard to tell where
What I am ends
And what they're making me begins

I won't be denied this time
Before I go out of my mind
Over matters, got my foot on the ladder, and I'm
Climbing up to the moon

Saturday in the yard
They'll bring you by
We'll lay down on the grass
And watch as the sky closes in

I won't be denied this time
Before I go out of my mind
Over matters, got my foot on the ladder, and I'm
Climbing up to the moon
Climbing up to the moon

. . .


Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them

Hard to believe
After all these years
And you are one of them

Walk down the street
I'm thinking
Eveybody move along
I've got a sad-hearted needing
To belong

Nevertheless
It's all the mess you made
But I can't let it go

Walk down the street
I'm thinking
Look at all the ants in the farm
I've got a sad-hearted feeling
To harm

Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them

. . .


standing in the dark outside the house
breathing the cold and sterile air
well I was thinking how it must feel
to see that little light
and watch it as it disappears
and fades into
and fades into the night

so I know you're going pretty soon
radiation sore throat got your tongue
magic markers tattoo you
and show it whare to aim
and strangers break their promises
you won't feel any
you won't feel any pain

and the streets are jammed with cars
rockin' their horns
to race to the wire
of the unfinished line

thought that I'd forget all about the past
but it doesn't let me run too fast
and I just wanna stand outside
and know that this is right
and this is true
and I will not
fade into
fade into the night

standing here in the dark


. . .


see this watch she gave me?
well it still ticks away
the days I'm claiming back for me

the medication's wearing off
gonna hurt not a little, a lot
keep on tickin' you're not lickin' me

step on a crack break your mother's heart
red light green light black
suicide e-mail do not delete
plug it back in the jack
start to be what they want you to be
and you see yourself as they see you

sunsrise at the corner of
sunset and alvarado
I think what the hell do I do now
watch the day disintegrate
so I can stay up late and wait

see this watch she gave me?
well it still ticks away

. . .


I was at a funeral the day I realised
I wanted to spend my life with you
Sitting down on the steps at the old post office
The flag was flying at half-mast
And I was thinkin' 'bout how everyone is dying
And maybe its time to live

I don't know, where we're going
I don't know what we'll do

Walked into the Thrif-tee
Saw a man with the hollow eyes
who didn't give me all my change
But it didn't bother me this time
'cause I know I've only got
this moment
And it's good
I went to the gas station
Old woman honked her horn
Waiting for me to fix her car

I don't know, where we're going
I don't know what we'll do

Laying in bed tonight Im was thinking
and listening to all the dogs
and the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man tries to dodge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk

And maybe it's time to live


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