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GALAXIE

Is this the place that i want to be
Is it you who i want to see
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything And you're leaving me me
Yeah you're leaving me
You're leaving me with hated identity refrain:
But i just keep on a comin' here
And standing in this place
And I'm never really sure if you'll take
What I'm saying the right way
But i'm never apalled or afraid verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back
It isn't me
Oh, no, no, no it isn't me
I'm more at home in my galaxie Can i do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you
And I'll take a left then I'll second guess into a total mess And you leaving me
Yeah you're leaving me
You're leaving me with hated identity refrain I'm more at home in my galaxie

2 X 4

I'm talkin'
I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself more

Needle, fatal
Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But oh what a feeling
I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me And inside, air dry
I might want to go another way
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
Oh, I'l do anything that you say
But I wush that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me I'm talking to myself 1 X 1
Man to man
Stand to stand
2 X 4
Talkin' to myself

VERNIE

HIs it the way you're speakin'
Is it because I'm peakin'
Twistin' your face, thumb in hand
But you gotta have your own space to play in
A collection of glass chickens
Oh, Vernie what a garden you have

Maybe it's the snuff under your lip
Or maybe caramel cake covered Christmas
Oh a flower you are to my land, but I
No I cannot deny this beauty
If I had a heart I would want it to be like Vernie
Oh what a heart that she has Roaming through the cupboard jar of pickles never Opened since 1983
Peanuts in a pile and Elvis down the aisle-
Singing gallantly I wish I could be x6
A little more like Vernie
Oh I wanna be
I wanna be a little more like Vernie

SKINNED

I'll make a shoehorn outta your skin
I'll make a lampshade of durable skin
And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able
When I'm sittin' home and I'm carving out your navel

When will I realize that this skin I'm in
Hey, it isn't mine
And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide on

Hey, I could really use a couple of hands
To complete one hell of a plant stand
Oh, don't you know that I'm caught here in the middle
Making rib cages into coffee tables

And when I realize that this skin I'm in
Hey, it isn't mine
And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore

Oh, because you know I can't hide
But oh how hard I try
But this is just the shape I'm in, oh yeah
And though you know I can't hide
But oh how hard I try
But this is just the shape I'm in

TOES ACROSS THE FLOOR

Doesn't anybody feel
That all these killers should be killed
All these healers should be healed
So all these beggers can be filled

Now tell me why am I to lie
If I'm holding firm and feel the right
To lie down beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted though really run through my mind

I'd scrape my toes across the floor
This day's the same as those before
And though inside I'm feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself an uninvaded door

So now I'll take a little glue
I'll put together a new glittered room for you
So I can start sitting so pretty
Instead of sitting here not seein' clear
Just sitting here not fittin' here
No things ain't fittin' here

I'll just lay my head down beside this God of mine
And let that perverted thought burn a hole in my mind
And if I can't lay my head beside this God of mine
Maybe the Hunter's dog called God
Could be a friend in time

WALK

Find myself singing the same songs everyday
Ones that make me feel good
When things behing the smiles ain't ok

Around and over and in-between the seas
I need to be on top of a mountain
Where I can be see everything
Cause this paranoia's getting old

Now as I open my eyes to start another day
I'm in a pile of puke
Empty bag of execuses
My love for friends and family
you know I need them

And under a sun that's seen it all before
My feet are so cold
And I can't believe that I have to bang my
Head against this wall again
But the blows they have just a little more
Space in-between them

Gonna take a breath and try again

DUMPTRUCK

New York City soothing my itchy itchy month of May
Time has passed for Ms. Onassis, decay on display

I don't want to go down
I don't want to go down
I don't want to go down like she did

And I can't understand why something
good's got to die before we miss it

Mumbled talk through pigeon park
And Hastings is wasting away
religiously they seem to sin
Buy, sell or trade for amens

I just don't want to feel
I just don't want to feel
I just don't want to feel- like they feel

Hollow body for sound, trade a coat for a gown

Way up in my arms you know
I love you just a little bit more

Raisin' nose down to chin
Smoke after smoke they all trickle in
Anything, for anything, and ending up with nothing

Simple pimpled young man
Sores all over his hands
He's sleeping, not so silently

I'll mop the floors for you all
I'm a fly on the wall
Really big and listening

Burned a hand of a friend of mine
And Bub I know that you could fly a mile high
You told me nothing's ever gonna come between
Nothing's ever gonna come between
Nothing's ever gonna come between

My dumptruck and me

CAR SEAT (GOD'S PRESENTS)

Tongue tied, nerves as big as boulders
Why Mom, I thought I was your soldier
My brother sits by me
Buckled into the carseat

Feel the thirst, it's time for pulling over
Into the truckstop on my daddy's shoulder
Out back where they plant all the trees
ten feet away my daddy buries me

GOD'S PRESENTS

If my path be smooth or rugged
If with thorns or roses strewn
Where I go the Father seeith
And He will leave me not alone

If I take the wings of morning
Far within the giant sea
Even there His hand will leave me
Even there my God will be

Though the gloom of night be round me
Though I cannot see my way
Yet the Lord will see and guide me
Because unto Him the night is day

If my thought are good or evil
Set me think to hide them not
There is one above all seeing
And He beholdth every thought

And ever more my eyes beholds me
And all my ways to Him are known
And His loving arms enfolds me
He will leave me not alone

WILT

Hair raising shake you're much too late
You should have jumped a couple of cars before
Now if I may I'll walk away
I'm selling Silly Putty door to door
Up on the roof it seems to help
If I can keep a little bit of disease
As its feeding on me
You see it's bringing me to my knees

As we all wilt
Watching you wilt

Come right away and help me bathe away
The filthy feeling, frigid and cold
Biting my nails to the fairy tales
About the magic monkey's total control
I got Indian Ken anis fleabag friends
With their buckets full of elephant ears

And he's breathing on me

His breath is bringing me to my knees

As we all wilt
Watching you wilt

THE DUKE

Out here in nothin' engulfed by the sea
And there's no one here 'cept these fishes and me
I think I could die here
Then I'm hit, leveled hard by the rising tide
Oh, I'm hit hard by the tide
I'm just livid, all alone

Sunny, so funny, not funny to me
Because, I'm bearing the scars from it burning on me
But I feel so revived, just sittin', here thinkin'
Then I'm hit hard, really hard by the tide

I'm hit hard by the tide, I'm just livid
And I'm livin'

yeah, I'm hit hard by the tide
I'm livid, livid
Hard by the tide I'm livin'

ST. ANDREW'S FALL

Big stretch and not much sleep
I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek
And it's a bright blue Saturday
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me

But if I could buy the sky that's hangin'
Over this bed of mine
If I could climb these vines
And maybe see what you're seein'

If you were standing on the corner staring straight
Into the eyes of Jesus Christ

One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be
I got sewage fruit and it's growing out back from roots
I don't know if they belong to me
But if I could buy the sky that's hangin'

Over this bed of mine
And if I could climb these vines
and maybe see what you're seein'

Sittin' at the edge of this building
Twenty stories below, a' twenty stories below
Twenty stories below
Twenty stories below

I can't tell you how many ways that I've sat
And viewed my life today, but I can tell you
I don't think that I can find easier way
So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand
With a three armed man, you know I'll understand

But you should have been in my shoes yesterday
You should have been in my shoes yesterday

NEW LIFE

Suddenly everyting is fainting
Falling from a broken ladder's rung
There's a jolt exhilarating from the phone I'm holding
I hear the words of what I'll become

How eager the hands that reach for love

'Cause now there's a new life to behold
And its the biggest part of my life to unfold

'Cause now she's telling me she'll have my baby
And a faithful father I am to be
When I'm looking into the eyes of our own baby
Will it bring new life into me?

Deep inside must defy arrangement
I've been a stumblin' from the startin' blocks 'til now
And I'll always try to justify the way I've been behaving
Should I teach one not to know how?

How to live in a world we live in now

'Cause there's a beautiful life to behold
And its the biggest part of my life to unfold

'Cause now she's telling me she'll have my baby
And a father figure I am to be
When I'm looking into the eyes of our own baby
Will it bring new life into me?

Oh please
Oh please
Oh please

Bring new life
Bring new life
Bring new life into me

MOUTHFUL OF CAVITIES

Mouthful of cavities
Your souls a bowl of jokes
And everyday you remind me
How I'm desperately in need

See, I got a lot of fiends around
And they're peaking through nothing new
They see you
They see everything you do

See everything on the inside, out

Oh, please give me a little more
And I'll push away those baby blues
Cause one of these days this will die
So will me and so will you

I write a letter to a friend of mine
I tell him how much I used to love watch him smile

See I haven't seen him smile in a little while

Haven't seen him smile in a little while

But, I know you're laughing from the inside out
Laughin' from the inside out
I know you're laughing from the inside out
Laughing from the inside
From the inside
From the inside
From the inside
From the inside out

LEMONADE

There's such a thing as self opinion
And this far down South I have no self-control
If anbody else feels like a nobody
Well then your gonna have to look out for you
I'll colour green verything believed in
But I keep screaming for my glass of lemonade

I walk around and it feels good to be movin'
The breeze that's blowin' through cannot be found
Jump on the trolley that's headed for all the hollering
And then you're gonna have to look out for you

In desperate need of a little more religion
To nurse your God like point of view

Fool on the sheetroof you gotta lay down in your ruins
The river flowin' by, is way too big to bound
If I should speak up, and say hello Mr. Uppercut
Oh, how nice to have avoided you

I'll bloody bleed on everything I'm seeing
But I keep screaming for that glass of lemonade

Too much, too much, too much Lemonade x5