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Fuck Machine
01:32
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Fuck Machine
i'm gonna build me a fuck machine.
i'm gonna build it so goddamned clean,
so i'll have no time for things
like little, petty, human emotions.
i don't trust the red chinese
because they're not like you and me,
and they've got not one thing in common
with the happy japanese
as i fall apart
(i wish i had a tarp)
and we have no time to waste
because we have no sense of taste
and I forgot to wear my face
with a little petty human emotion
when i was living in a submarine,
there was water on everything,
and i declared myself the king
of little, petty, human emotions.
when i was tired of the submarine,
i blew my head off with a submachine,
you might have thought that it would sting...
i didn't feel a thing.
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2. |
the Mediocre Mass
03:32
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Mediocre Mass
In the morning when I wake up
and my dreams all burn and break up
i feel fine.
And when i go
a mi trabajo
and I'm moving particularly slow
well, just never you mind.
i feel fine, i feel fine…
we're not the first,
but we'll never come in last
service is our purpose
we're the mediocre mass
and my free time is the time the time
that i spend sitting on my ass. (oh no)
I'm not unbeing,
I'm just unseen
and some of my friends know what I mean,
and we're so glad that you're blind.
And I go home,
to watch T.V.
to find out who I'm supposed to be
and I feeeeeeel fine.
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3. |
Black Jets
03:00
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Black Jets
I live in a world
that i don't quite understand
but everything i've ever done
has been according to The Plan.
because i believe in God
and She believes in me
and if you are all so beautiful
then i'm content to be ugly
but at night when i go to sleep
i dream such evil dreams:
dead pets, black jets, insects and rotting teeth
and i don't know what it means.
when i was just a boy
i thought i knew it all.
no one suspected that the center of the universe was only 4 feet tall
but now that i'm a man
or at least now that i'm grown
i've built a tower that has risen to the stratosphere
of all the things that i don't know
and at night when i go to sleep
i dream such evil dreams: dead pets, black jets, insects and rotting teeth
and i don't know what it means
if everything that is
became everything that was,
well baby, baby I would not regret one thing
because i've lived my life in Love.
and i live with a girl
who makes me glow like a solar ray
and i'm a complicated Bastard,
and the son of a Bitch,
but she loves me just the same.
but at night when i go to sleep
i dream such evil dreams:
dead pets, black jets, insects and rotting teeth
and i don't know what it means.
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4. |
Lessly Angled
03:12
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Lessly Angled
She’s the young and tawny
auburn vision of a girl
she tints her hair like copper
autumn twisting in her curls
she sees in breath in breath out
tick tock and to and fro
a repetitive description
but that’s all of her I know.
I’ll sing a sigh because I don’t know why
I should even try to catch her eye
and a girl like she
would never ever see
to waste away her time with a boy like me.
Accidental haloes running circles round her head
such the lovely cover of a book I’ve never read.
And I’ll sing a sigh because I don’t know why
I should even try to catch her eye
and a girl like she
would never ever see
to waste those pretty eyes on a face like mine.
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5. |
the Peepin' Song
02:05
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the peepin’ song
I look at girls
who don’t look at me
and that’s how I get
to see what I see.
it’s an amazing arrangement;
it’s such an intimate estrangement..
I look in her window
at every chance
I’ve got all my lights out
I’m watching her dance..
and she dances like a little girl;
so innocent in privacy,
and she’s the pivot of her little world…
because she doesn’t know she’s dancing for me!
am I a sicko?
of am I just hertero?
I wonder what you’d say,
sometimes I don’t know
because I look at girls
who don’t look at me
and that is how I get away
with seeing what I see!
she’ll never know that I observe her;
I’m such a clever little pervert…
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6. |
Play the Fool
02:51
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play the fool
I’ve got a heart
got a heart made of salt
and it melts in the water,
I almost die everytime I
make you cry so baby,
I don’t think you ought to.
come on baby I’d steal for you
come on baby I’d kill for you
the only one thing that
I won’t do is lose my cool
and I will never play the fool
so baby are you being true?
baby are you being good?
then let me put my arms around you
but baby if you’re misbehavin’
it would make me feel so blue,
that I might break your face in two
yeah your pretty face, now
come on baby I’d steal for you
come on baby I’d kill for you
the only one thing that
I won’t do is lose my cool
and I will never play the fool
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7. |
Bad Luck
02:54
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bad luck
You know I've got a burning pain
In the center of my brain
I tried to fill my heart with glue
so maybe I would stick with you
Rusted carriage bolts and missing screws,
selective recollection and a very short fuse
negative electrons and take-out food
is filling up my head,
but I've got room for you
Bad luck, now she's my lady
but I still want you to be my baby
...Baaaaaaaaad Luuuuck
I want to get out on the highway,
but I'm still stuck here in the driveway
I just might make it out alive
If I can stay in over drive, and
I've got a head full of nothing
I've got a mouth full of teeth.
'There's is too much confusion
I can't get no relief'
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8. |
Terra Nova
03:57
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Terra Nova
up there,
a Terra Nova of unsung song,
and it's as red as a Utah lawn
such a big empty planet,
such a beautiful canvas
to paint the future on
because It's gone,
the place where we once belonged,
and now we can admit we were wrong;
when we blew It to pieces.
the birthplace of our species is gone,
and we must now move on.
* * *
and all the hydrogen that we ever needed
was waiting right there for us,
and we can have bombs, and cars, and water on Mars,
for the new America.
and they'll be selling off shares of the atmosphere,
so, everybody--get your slice of the sky,
because if you can afford the rent,
it's truly heaven spent,
and if you can't,
bye bye bye bye...
and everybody will be celebrating
the culmination of our infestation.
we'll build Museums
for the machines we built that got us here.
* * *
we are,
the orphan children of matricide.
the final breath of Her last goodbye,
but we're happy to be here;
we wanted to see you;
we want you to know that
You're Home.
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9. |
Robots Do Not Rock
01:57
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robots do not rock
life was good.
and i felt cool.
the forcefield that i'd built myself
was functioning on full.
i had my friends
tucked safely away,
where my outstretched arms
could reach them,
if i needed them someday.
but what the hell is happening to me?
i'm starting to regain my sense of empathy.
now i have feelings...
...these horrible feelings.
and i'd be better off to be machine,
but everyone knows that
robots do not rock.
life was good
when i was numb.
then a breaker broke,
a switch got flicked.
now look what i've become.
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10. |
World of Sound
04:29
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world of sound
i wish that i
could remove my eyes
so to slowly drown
in a world of sound
i'd like to tear out my eyes
and with my love i'd reside
so she could lead me around
in our heaven of sound
i can move molecules
with every insignificant syllable
i'd like to rip out my eyes
but i'm too pussy to try
and all the ugly i see
radiates toward me
my love would you be so kind
as to render me blind?
and hold my hand as i drown
in a heaven of sound
i can move molecules
but my world of sound
could be built for two
i could take out your eyes
so you could see like i do
if you wanted me to...
all i ever do is
move these molecules
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11. |
Millenium Blues
04:27
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Millenium Blues
well I'm too old now to be angry
but I'm too young to be this bored
and I see you wrinkle your nose
at the cut of my clothes
but they're all I care to afford
but i've got a cat and a bike and a microphone
surround sound speakers on my stereo
well lordy what more could I ask you for?
well I guess I really don't know...
but I've got to make it a point
to get my shit together
because I'm still knee deep
and I've been shovelling forever
and if you're listening I
won't have to tell you twice;
I try and I try but I can't seem to write
a decent song to save my life.
I tuned into the news
on my local TV station
I heard about your 2000 doom
said the end will come soon
with a slight chance of precipitation,
and it seems to me these days
that aeroplanes are having just a bit
of trouble staying up in the sky;
and nobody asked me because the experts agree
that nobody can figure out why.
So, I've got to make it a point
to get my shit together
because I'm still knee deep
and I've been shovelling forever
and if you're listening I
won't have to tell you twice;
I try and I try but I can't seem to write
a decent song to save my life.
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