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The Thermals
The Thermals


Background information
Origin Portland, Oregon, United States
Genre(s) Indie Punk
Years active 2002—present
Label(s) Kill Rock Stars
Sub Pop
Associated acts All Girl Summer Fun Band
Website Website
Members
Hutch Harris
Kathy Foster
Westin Glass
Former members
Jordan Hudson
Ben Barnett
Caitlin Love
Lorin Coleman
Joel Burrows



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The Thermals Album


The Body, The Blood, The Machine (08/22/2006)
08/22/2006
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God reached his hand down from the sky
He flooded the land then he set it on fire
He said, "Fear me again, know I'm your father
Remember that no one can breathe underwater"

So bend your knees and bow your heads
Save your babies, here's your future
Yeah, here's your future

God reached his hand down from the sky
God asked Noah if he wanted to die
He said "No sir, oh, no, sir"
God said "Here's your future, it's gonna rain"

So we're packing our things, we're building a boat
We're gonna create the new master race
Cause we're so pure, oh, Lord, we're so pure
So here's your future

God told his son, "It's time to come home
I promise you won't have to die all alone
I need you to pay for the sins I create"
His son said, "I will, but Dad, I'm afraid"

Yeah, so here's your future
Here's your future
Yeah, here's your future
So here's your future

So here's your future
So here's your future

. . .


Locusts, tornadoes, crosses and nazi halos
They follow, they follow
Ashes and friends, ass-backwards medicines
They follow

They know I might need you to lead
And part the sea so we can cross
If they follow us still, I might need you to kill
Every room and every human at will

They'll drown your disease, they'll pound you with the love of Jesus
They follow, they follow
They'll own your days, they're only God's babies
They follow

They know I might need you to hack
And cover the tracks so we can hide
If they sight us still
I might need you to kill

They can tell me what to read
They can tell me what to eat
They can beat me and send me the bill
But they tell me what to feel?

I might need you to kill
Yeah, I might need you to kill
I might need you to kill

. . .


Pull out your dead roots, pull out your best suit
It's time to inspect the subjects
Lose your intentions, lose your common sense
It's time to groom you for judgment

Stick to a numb stare, strip to your underwear
It's time for you to be cleansed
Keep your eyes straight for Christ's sake
Remember we're your friends

Good luck getting over the fence
Good luck putting even a dent in
The mission, the plan
Just breathe, you don't need to understand

Can you hear me? The siren's on
Let the water run, leave the lights on
An ear for baby if you need it
Can you hear me? I'll repeat it

Draw the bridges, dig the ditches deep
We're gonna need a new border
Get thyself in line, it's time for reassignment
Time for a new first world order

We got a job to do, we don't ask, we tell you
Work is freedom, sloth is sin
So pull out your dead roots, pull out your best suit
You know, the one they're gonna bury you in

Good luck getting God on the phone
Good luck getting even a tone
You can trust me, it's not a test
I won't leave you with the mess, any questions?

Can you hear me? The siren's on
Let the water run, leave the lights on
An ear for baby if you need it
Can you hear me? I'll repeat it

Good luck getting over the fence
Good luck putting even a dent in
The mission, the dream
The body, the blood, the machine

Can you hear me? The siren's on
Let the water run, leave the lights on
An ear for baby if you need it
Can you hear me? I'll repeat it

. . .


We were born to sin, we were born to sin
We don't think we're special, sir, we know everybody is
We've built too many walls, yeah, we've built too many walls
And now we gotta run, a giant fist is out to crush us

We run in the dark, we run in the dark
We don't carry dead weight long, we send them along to heaven
I carry my baby, I carry my baby
Her eyes can barely see, her mouth can barely breathe

I can see she's afraid
She could see the danger
We don't want to die or apologize
For our dirty God, our dirty bodies

Now I stick to the ground, I stick to the ground
I won't look twice for the dead walls, I don't want a white pillar of salt
I carry my baby, I carry my baby
Her eyes can barely see, her mouth can barely breathe

I can see she's afraid
That's why we're escaping
So we won't have to die, we won't have to deny
Our dirty God, our dirty bodies

. . .


I regret leaving my soul
I forgot I needed it to feel
Maybe when I die
I'll just grab it real quick, I'm coming right back

I regret leaving my mind
I forgot I needed it to think
And maybe to keep me alive
Can't believe I got so far with a head so empty

But I still have eyes
Wait for me, wait for me
But I still have feet
Wait for me, wait for me

I regret leaving at all
I forgot I needed God like a big brother
Maybe when I die, yeah, when I die
I won't die escaping, I'll die returning to the fold

But I still have eyes
Wait for me, wait for me
But I still have feet
Wait for me, wait for me

But I still have faith
If I ever had faith
Wait for me, wait for me

. . .


I believe, I believe I could see
I could see you forever in my hand
But I believe, I believe I could leave
And if you noticed then you would understand

And so I feel alone, wide and low
If I feel you suffer his hand
'Cause I believe, I believe I could see
I could see you forever in my hand

So you could call this a test pattern
So you don't have to commit
So you could change any day

I believe, I believe you could see
You can see me forever by His side
And I believe, I believe if you leave
I would cry, I would cry, I would cry

Why do I feel so crazy now?
Why am I losing my mind?
'Cause I believe, I believe you could see
You could see me forever by His side

Still you could call this a test pattern
So you don't have to commit
So you could change any day

. . .


Passing the corners we've kissed in the rain
Passing these old rusted warning signs
What did they say?
I think they said "Run!"

Passing the roofs of excuses we've made
Passing these open windows
What made me turn away?
How did I fight the black days and the static nights?

St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano
And I will hold you tight
Through the cold days and the frozen nights

Passing our enemies
Passing our friends
Passing the means we used to tell the difference between
It's subtle

I try to remember if I was ever lonely
If I was ever low
Hell, hell yes, I was low
How did I fight the black days and the static nights?

St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano
And I will hold you tight
Through the cold days and the frozen nights

Passing all the days I switched to Auto-mode
Days for which I've nothing to show
Pausing all the days I'm afraid I'll forget
The day's only clear for a second

The day's only clear for a second
Day's only clear for a second
But I will hold you tight
Through the cold days and the frozen nights

Yeah, but it's cold, cold, cold

. . .


Two by two
Lord, we'll take 'em two by two
We'll lead 'em to the bedroom floor
We'll lead 'em in the dead of morning

Two by two
Lord, we'll take 'em two by two
We'll lead 'em through the pouring rain
We'll lead 'em to the gas chamber

But not me
I'm gonna crawl
I'm gonna crawl
I'm gonna crawl back to the sea

Judge us now
Lord, won't you judge us now?
We know exactly who we are
We know exactly what we do

Judge us now
Lord, won't you judge us now?
Everybody stand on two legs
Everybody kneel on two knees

And I'm turnin' around and I'm gonna crawl
I'm gonna crawl, yeah, I'm gonna crawl
Back to the ocean I know
Back to the ocean I need, back to the sea

And all I need to evolve is to believe

So I'm gonna crawl
I'm gonna crawl
I'm gonna crawl
Back to the sea

. . .


We are just a child, we are just a child
We are wide awake but our legs are shaky
We're unaware, we're hyper
And we stare into space with grins on our faces

They'll give us what we're asking for
'Cause either way we're gonna take it
Our power doesn't run on nothing
We need the land you're standing on

So let's go
Move it

We are old as hell, we are old and tell
The children when to kill, when to sit still
Everyone doing what we say
'Till our dying day, 'till our breath is empty

They'll give us what we're asking for
'Cause either way we're gonna take it
Our power doesn't run on nothing
We need the land you're standing on

So let's go
Move it
Yeah, you need to let it go
Move it

Yeah, we're more equal
Now move your people
Off the planet
Cause goddammit, we need the fuel

So let the beat roll over
The beat roll over everyone in line, one in line
Let the beat roll over
The beat roll over everyone in line one at a time

They'll give us what we're asking for
'Cause God is with us and our God's the richest
Our power doesn't run on nothing, it runs on blood
And blood is easy to attain

When you have no shame
When you have no shame

So let the sun fade, let the sun fade
We'll still have light, we'll burn even brighter
We'll drain the well, tunnel to hell
And leave the Earth's surface for the worthless and dirt

Let the beat roll over
The beat roll over everyone in line, everyone in line
You think we'll cease, you see a reason?
You think it's fair, do you think it's fair, do you think we care?

. . .


The light out, we don't talk
The light out, we sleep now
The door locked, the door locked
We don't talk, we sleep now

I hold you
I hold the sound
We sleep now

It's safe now, we can move
The world is over, the world is over
It's early still, the sun is cold
The world is over, the world is over

I hold you
I hold the sound
I hold the sound
I hold the sound

We walk now, we can breathe
The earth is flat, the sky is round
It's early still, the moon is cold
We walk now, we walk alone

I hold you
I hold the sound
I hold the sound
I hold the sound

I hold the sound

The light out, we don't talk
The light out, we sleep now

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