She's Real
***Funny Face***
I wanted to write this song about love,
a song about you but what could I do? And when I start I'd stop trying
and I start crying
knowing that my love won't do.
Ever since you sent that
photograph faded in the sun,
an out-of-focus picture blurred by
the sun.
Now everybody's talking about
us making a fuss
about who's doing who.
But when I'm done writing this
song and it won't be long then
you will know.
But the past is a photograph
and I want to take a picture of it,
a time-lapsed exposure of some
fireworks in summer.
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***Dubious***
Frustrating,
I'm waiting I know that you still
love him,
is there something wrong?
Over-reacting to just another
lover's song.
A is heart attack
B is for the sting
C is the
candy
on my lips
that I bring, what is going on?
(When you touch me do you see me?)
Now I know
it's true
what he
meant to
you when
he said
that
you'd be
lonely but
when I'm
deaf and
dumb
your pretty
song is the
only song
that I sing.
I'm just like
you but I'm
getting
worse, it's
not so bad
but it's not a
curse that
you
can shake
with a shrug
or a
shag...you're
not so evil
but you're
still so bad.
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***She's Real***
I could try anything
but I'm not as smart as I used to be
you want to tell
my heart goodbye
I know, I know, I know
your heart don't lie
tell me what I gotta do
to be good for you.
When you smile
you're breaking me,
I don't know how
you put this change in me
I used to be so cruel
but now it's you
who's breaking all the rules
tell me why I'd want to hold on to you.
Tonight it's much too hot to sleep
and I walked all night
Jamie's drinking beer on the church steps,
five o'clock fire alarm.
Now I am walking down Rivington
East River Park
swinging on swings in the dark
I'm waiting for six o'clock.
I was sleepless second avenue
everybody's out tonight
85 at half past two
but you're sleeping by yourself...
She's real she's real I know my love is real
but from a block away
I can see your shades drawn down and black.
Be my baby.
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Alien i.D.
***Alien i.D.***
you think I'm introspective
but I know that I don't exist
my face is cracking
from the smiles of my lies
this is a sign of life
accelerate desires
translate my life
can I borrow a part of your life
was born but then fell out
identify
identify
identify
identify
alien
alien
alien
alien accelerate desire
translate my life
see a light coming out of your mouth
barely speak a single word of this tongue
words don't come out
here's the fear here under my tongue
it feels like sugar melting
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***Appetite***
give up your friends
there's nothing left inside my mouth worth tasting
my body's here but I feel confused
you're my best friend and I want you
give me a sign inside your skin
tell me how you want to begin
there's nothing here left to confuse
you're my best friend and I want you
from far away
you look so spaced
your asshole's alabaster
I mean it man
I'm your measure man
but I can't get through
your so spaced
but you're my only anodyne
I'm too ruined to care about what you mean
nothing inside left to consume
I'm buried six deep inside my tomb
if you wanna see me
if you really wanna see
me
you got an appetite
well that's all right
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***Dreamland Burns***
this living nerve
skin duct and bone
or a rusty coil
but there's something here
past my chain-link fence
in this zero place
there's nothing left
a photograph folded into four
falling in the mud
in the afternoon light
I used to care what you said
my heart is full
my lungs give and take
my heart's a wire cage
of springs and rust
of cement and rock
where it was dumped
your voice collapsed on the static line
on the radio dial left of the nine
stay up all night
and into the light
writing ESP letters to your house
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***This Song***
this song is a radio
I know cause the preacher said it's so
you're an angel
believe you're an angel at the bridge saying drop me
this song is an ocean a capella with the stereo system
everything here is real
know
know
know
I see you in and out of focus
invisible eyes
I see you blur in me
now I'm slanted
valentine candy
heart melting on contact
I'm static automatic now
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***Drownings***
If I were drowning in waters far from home
I would stare up
sinking skies above
if I never reached out blacked out
I got drowned
sunlight touched me
then the tide came
then I got drowned
if I could drink an ocean
from a spoon
I would sleep right through the afternoon
if I never reached out blacked out
I got drowned
sunlight touched me
then the tide came in
then I got drowned
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***A Blonde's Blonde***
she's a blonde's blonde
I'm an angel's angel
she's a blonde's blonde
I'm a thinker's thinker
she's a blonde's blonde
I'm a liar's liar
she's a blonde's blonde
I'm a tender pretender
I put up a good fight
I'm a tender pretender
I've got a second sight
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***The Town Idiot***
there is the town idiot
the one who stands out
the one who sees all
the idiot who goes along with all the punk rock paradoxes
me town idiot
the one who's small towns rally around after a magor faux pas
has taken place
usually felony time
they say he's an idiot
but he's out idiot
in cities the idiot become the landscape
there is no rally
there is no real identification with the idiot
they let him be killed
no felony time allowed
my home is no longer a town
it is not a city
too many people define the idiot
too few to be closed off
ot the idiot will stand out
o where is the town idiot hiding?
Maybe he's hiding in me
idiotic in the paradoxes within my community
a life of no communication
iam the town idiot
it was created to get away from the establishment
rebel
I fought the establishment
now i am the establishment
live on cnn
the passing of the torch
I took the damn thing
town idiot
they're watching us and they haven't got a clue
see out paradoxes
I've got frizzy orange hair
laugh lines
i put on a squirt flower with flare
everyone laughs
wants me at their party
butt of all the hokes
put black ink in the cup you drink
i am the town idiot
they're always watching
we are their future
i see freak boy
he ain't no female
he ain't no person of color
he surpasses all boundries
in order to be a freak boy you must be white
then you must be quirky
wver see a greak girl
i am the town idiot
greak boy has a lot of pawer
maybe i'll tell him what to think
maybe i'll lie and tell people what i want him to say
no then we'll have too many morals and ethics
the town idiot is in me
we don't beleive in god but we are in moral decline
so we establish morals and ethics to set out lives by
so we end up a lunatic fringe pushing our beleifs on others
we are not in denial of god
we 've hust mande him in an image of ourselves
we are all god
i am god
i am the town idiot
i am god
the town idiot is hiding in me
religion is losing its influence so you can make god
an image of yourself
and i still see freak boy on the street being
nice nice nice nice
he is not an asshole
assholes are insecure
and freak boy is busy being nice nice nice nice
pretending to empathize with others
that he can no longer find his own insecurities
he speaks the common language
he feeds off his own intelligence
so in the real world he is the assholw
i am god
will decide what you will thik
did you know i have to tell you what it about
i'm too uugly to fuck
my breasts have been sagging
did you know internal organs sag also
my heart is sagging too into my knees
i fall on my knees begging for notice
and cutting off the flow to my heart
now i've pushed my beliefs on you
if i make you feel i am understanding you
we are communicating
excuse me dialoging like the nice boy
like the freak boy
whatever happened to talking
i feel this meeting needs a closure
i feel this thing in me god idiot
he's hiding in me
do you date a freak boy
do you date a nice boy
then you must be opressed
opression makes you repressed
so you must understand the need for feminism
tell me how to be you
tell me all sorts of things
trying to make you like me
I'll be just like you
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***Wire***
I'm locked inside my body
now way no escape
I cannot explain
wash away the dialect
send me a paragraph
a syllable of what meant
I dont't want to talk about it
I don't want to translate
my body is a transplant
a weed on foreign soil
radio broadcast pollen fall out
you do not exist
you do not exist
this image I imagined I project
can see your race
looking into outer space
tilting off its axis stories in orbit
you do not exist
you do not exist
burn away appetite
and leave me some desire
this is a photograph
looking into crippled smile
here's another
day was wasted waiting for proof that you existed
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***Lucky***
do what you wanna do
I can't stop you
even if you're laughing with someone else
I still think I like you
do what you wanna do
and I will follow
even if you lose what you thought you had
here's some love you can borrow
if I happen to cross your path
well lucky me
lucky you
lucky me
lucky as the word could be
I've been sleeping half my life
if you go it's alright
I don't mind if you ride
maybe the way you talk
maybe the way you walk
maybe the way we don't know anything
maybe I just don't know
you have eyes like me
and through them do you see
an out of focus picture of somebody we used to be