1. |
Knuckle Down
03:07
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all my branches break
when you go and tell me
your body can't take
the nights of being lonely
i'm racing through the dark
a headless saint bernard
to cauterize the scars
that line your dirty heart
what the hell can i do
when you whisper "punish me"
snap me like a tiger trap
harvest all my honey
i'm bracing for the shiver
string me in your quiver
aim for the skyline
but shoot me in the river
and terror quits me
when you palpitate
confess directly
sadness spreads your legs
i contemplate the toll
turning diamonds into coal
traveling down this hole
throwing conscience to the wind
that spins
it's not a path that
i ever thought that
i would traffic to get you back
our panic will burst
like birds full of aspirin
we're not to blame
it's the same as it was never before
i'm not a scoundrel
it's just a suit that fits me
cut tight and breathes nice
maintains insanity
never thought i'd be like
a hunger with no appetite
a hunter with no urge for thrills
the type of man i despise
so i ask the devil (sir)
how to learn to handle (sir)
a woman with a shovel (sir)
digging downward spirals
he tells me what to do
how to strut my cool
polish up my boots
with all your lover's blood
it's just
it's not a road that
i ever thought that i would
traffic to get you back
our panic will burst
like birds full of aspirin
we're not to blame
it's the same as it was never before
and i'll roll in the trenches
bayonet just what i need
hate you more than anything
'cause you're everything to me
so you've met your match
you don't even know it yet
challenge? this ain't challenge
when evils got your edge
this time
it's not a road that
i ever thought that i would
traffic to get you back
our panic will burst
like birds full of aspirin
we're are to blame
it's the same as it was never before
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2. |
Piranhas Club
03:51
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throw me to piranhas
if you won't be with me
feed me to kiwanis
if you won't be with me
i'm not a barracuda
even though i flash the teeth
throw me to piranhas
if you won't be with me
is it all about
the ebb and the flow
of losing your mind sometimes
and letting go
you feel like you can't breath
you're out of control
the world is a shit show
you barely can handle
and if you gotta smash some plates to relax
i say do it da da da da da do it
and if you gotta crash your car in a lake
to feel sane I say do it just do it
and if you gotta scream until your voice breaks
i say do it da da dad da da do it
and if you gotta punch her dad in the face
i say think about it
do it
throw me to piranhas
if you won't be with me
feed me to kiwanis
if you won't be with me
i'm not a barracuda
even though i flash the teeth
throw me to piranhas
if you won't be with me
is it all about
the highs and lows
of losing all you love
and letting it go
you feel like you can't deal
your heart's doing cartwheels
the world is a shit show
as bad as the sequel
and if you gotta smash some plates to relax
i say do it da da da da da do it
and if you gotta crash your car in a lake
to feel sane I say do it just do it
and if you you gotta dance until the earth quakes
and her boyfriend's a dick and you gotta regulate
i say think about he might destroy you
think about it
he might destroy you
think about it
he might destroy you
tear his limbs off
i don't wanna be the stranger in your rearview mirror
i just wanna be the man that you bring home for dinner
i don't wanna be the stranger in your rearview mirror
i just wanna be the man that you bring home for dinner
i am barracuda
i don't wanna be the stranger in your rearview mirror
i just wanna be the man that you bring home for dinner
i am barracuda
i don't wanna be the stranger in your rearview mirror
i just wanna be the maniac home for dinner
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3. |
Steak Knives
03:26
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are you my pet
or did i have to work so hard for nothing
been here before
i'll be here again
my blood runs quick
like ink from a squid
are you my pet
or did i have to work so hard for nothing
i know you've met the mess you'll marry
he'll keep you fed
but can he carry the weight of your heart
and everybody says that i'm a fool
for you
i want some cake
and you want the high
we both want a piece
of what will quicken the rot
we gotta wait for the day the dead will rise
wait for the day dust settles in our…
step step
step your heart up
step step
stitch the holes up
are you my pet
or did i have to work so hard for nothing
uh huh huh
and everybody says that i'm a fool
for wanting you
and everybody says that i'm a fool
for loving you
and everybody says that i'm a fool
for you
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4. |
Dark Arts
03:49
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bored to life you shower with a knife
you mix ambien and motorbikes
she heaves a sigh in the middle of the night
that says cum inside her and it kills the vibe
bored to life you huff glue and wine
you paint portraits of pretty babies
crying out of short bus eyes for you
(wa wa wa wa)
you gravitate towards lovers named
after days you were weak and hurricanes
and hope that they hold you like an avalanche
and i hit my head
and I had a vision quest
I rode on the wings of a giant talking bat
said to trust my sonar
'cause happiness don't ever last
and i can feel it
can you feel it
it's like a warm atomic cloud that raining down
washing over us
I can feel it
can you feel it
it's like a warm
it's like a swarm
atomic cloud that raining down
watching over us
there must be something in the air
that's making us all go crazy here
my friends are either breeding, dying, or losing all their marbles trying
you told me that you've turned to pygmies
and their dark arts to ease your suffering
it's why you're running
thru the bushwick
a tazer and a tan
don't blame me for your bouts of sadness
blame the magic that makes the mattress
melt so wonderfully
with another's body in the dark
and i hate my head
so i bury it in the sand
if i razor cut some bangs
will i forget who I am
stare at the man who's in the mirror
how the fuck did i live this long, this way
hello
nice to meet you
certainly
charmed
thank you
mister dagger meet mister back, inseparable, together at last
these days i feel like a pariah
an albatross with my feathers on fire
stop and drop and roll the flames
they don't slow
they just grow brighter
and will you help me search party for my hidden indians
the parts of me that I scalped to be
a well adjusted man
and home surgery all the fondest memories
that keep me bound like blackened ice
to a motorcycle crash
and i'll pour myself
a cup of mummy brown
and i'll carve a coffin
out of tramp art that i've found
cut me down if you love me
let me sway if you don't
stare at the man who's in the mirror
and how the fuck did i live this long
and i can feel it
can you feel it
i can feel it
can you feel it
i can feel it
can you feel it
i can feel it
can you feel it
i can feel it
can you feel it
i can feel it
can you feel it
i can feel it
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5. |
Haute Tropique
03:51
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rarely does chi
factor into
the type of people
he chooses to consume
he likes them big
and overgrown
more meat to gristle
more muscle he can hone
two hmongs from a deli
he srirachaed and jellied
and made a corset of them
for his belly
a haitian from florida
is now a rug in his foyer
a girl from delaware
is a high arch-backed chair
the paper boy's a paper weight
alberta's a lampshade
the fireman's an ashtray
the dj spins as fan blades
and when will it end
oh these horrible things
he asks himself nightly
the voices in his head sing
you're born what you're meant to be
if you're bad then be bad the best
if you're good stay away from me
we're a bad influence
we're the best
if you wanna steal go and steal what you want
if sniffing women's heels get's you off
i won't watch
and if you gotta dress
like a fox in distress
in the woods
well you can
and you could
and you should
well, here's a story
of a lovely lady
who had three daughters
who drove her fucking crazy
she hacked them up with an old machete
and threw a party with dead daughter confetti
i comb my hair (hair)
i brush my teeth (teeth)
i eat my peace like a good boy's supposed to
i wear a tie (tie)
boa constricted (snake)
i eat my pride like a lion's opposed to
you're born what you're meant to be
if you're bad then be bad the best
if you're good stay away from me
i'm a bad influence
i'm the best
you're born what you're meant to be
if you're bad then be bad the best
if you're good stay away from me
we're a bad influence
we're the best
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6. |
Shameless
06:45
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oh my, oh no
how can i be so shameless
and let myself fall
so impossibly for you
you wish to demystify
our electricity
and claim
the charge between our hearts
as just illusionary
oh my, oh no
how can i be so shameless
and let myself fall
so impossibly again
i spent too many years
searching for somebody
to be my wrecking ball
and rebuild all that's broken
i spent too many nights
without ever thinking
maybe i'm a wrecking ball
and i'm breaking all that i'm touching
and i spent too many days
drowning in the shallows
of the mess of the man that i made
and the nest of mistakes that i have to lay
doctor
i'm telling you to cut me open please
doctor
i'm begging you to bring me to my knees
tear out all my flesh and all my bones
make me a cold machine
so i can walk alone
hey moon who do you call
when you're trying to chase the bad moon off
hey now what do you do
when you can't chase the bad you loose
hey moon hey moon hey moon hey moon hey moon hey moon
hey
doctor
i'm telling you to cut me open please
doctor
i'm begging you to bring me to my knees
tear out all my flesh and all my bones
make me a cold machine
so i can walk alone
i want you so bad
i can't stand the man that i am
i got this riddle figured
do you?
someone must have sent you
to orchestrate a shell game
against the calluses of our hearts
i hate your subtle beauty
do you?
the way your doe eyes slow dance me
and beat like a million hummingbirds
when i draw closer
and the slope of your nose i detest
it's the kind that drove pharaohs crazy
touch me i'm a hornet's nest
sinking in egyptian levies
most of all i hate the way that i miss your sight
more than a blind man would miss his own eyes
miss his own eyes
miss his own eyes
oh my, oh no
how can i be so shameless
and let myself
fall so impossibly for you
oh my, oh no
how can i be so shameless
it's cause i've learned that need deceives
and you are what i want
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7. |
Spooky Jookie
04:20
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she don't dream
the way she used to dream
before her body condemned itself
to feel like an empty building
one day she'll discover that
the habits that she covet
only smother the hopes
that her heart will change
she broke her teeth
on an unsheathed piece
of hard tasting candy
she closes her eyes at night
she can hear the calvary go by
she can taste his tongue in her mouth
and his tears sting like disease
she don't ever see what should be seen till the thing that should be seen is outta sight
she don't ever see what should be seen till the thing that should be seen is outta sight
she don't ever see what should be seen till the thing that should be seen is outta sight
she don't ever see what should be seen till the thing that should be seen is gone
and her fingers burn
when she folds them to pray
that her hunt for love ain't cold
like the holes in her duvet
she ain't too certain that her psyche can take
another season of hunters pretending to spare their pray (she prays)
and her brains froze black
and her eyes rolled back
and her steps shellacked
she don't know what she's becoming
and her brains froze black
and her tongue rolled back
and her heart shellacked
she don't know what she's becoming
she don't know what she's becoming
she don't dream
the way she used to dream
before her body condemned itself
to feel like an empty building
one day she'll discover that
the habits that she covet
only smother the hopes
that her heart will change
she broke her teeth on
an unsheathed piece
of hard tasting candy
she closes her eyes at night
she can hear the years she lost go by
she can taste his tongue in her mouth
and his tears sting like deceit
(deceit, the sea)
and her brains froze black
and her eyes rolled back
and her steps shellacked
she don't know what she's becoming
and her brains froze black
and her tongue rolled back
and her heart shellacked
she don't know what she's becoming
she don't know what she's becoming
she don't know what she's becoming
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8. |
Eel Bros
00:50
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9. |
Bangkok Necktie
02:51
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world i wanna know
if you are my lover
or you're working with the wolves
world i wanna know
if you are my lover
or you're working with the wolves
laid my brains out on the table do you want me now?
before my body catches up and kicks me till i'm down
i laid my body on the table do you want me now?
before my demons come along and pull me underground
i laid my demons in your navel do you want me now?
you beat your ear into my chest and hear the hollow sound
i laid my heart out on the table do you want it now?
well there it goes right out the door to terrorize the town
get a rope
get a rope
get a rope
get a room
get a rope in case you fall
into a hole that people call love
you won't 'cause you can tell
they never been in love before
pull yourself up
hey i wanna know
if you are my lover or you're just another wolf
hey i wanna know
if you are my lover or i'm just another wolf
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10. |
Life Fantastic
04:43
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i'll trip a light fandango
my legs are sheer elastic
it's how you envelope me
i'm like a corpse in plastic
you find while at a picnic
when you're just there to kick it
now you have to call the police
and report something wicked
and the scene it turns so grizzly
and the children, they are crying
you hand them black umbrellas
and tell them that the world is dying
it's how you hide your cards
it's how you dress your scars
and let them breathe free
life fantastic
life so tragic
life fantastic
i'll trip a light fandango
i'll dangle from your elbow
it's how you envelope me
between chaos and beauty
it's like you're at a picnic
and the wind it turns so wicked
but you cannot call the police
and report what is happening
and the scene it turns so gnarly
and your mother she is crying
you take her in your arms
tell her that the world is dying
life fantastic
life so tragic
life fantastic
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11. |
Oh, La Brea
04:47
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la brea why you gotta be so goddamn scary
is it 'cause there's little creature's bones buried in your home
la brea why you gotta be so goddamn worried
is it 'cause there's little future hope going up your nose
sepulveda and pico
what the hell do they know
about me
los feliz and sunset
hillhurst, occidental, and beverly
la brea, i love you
sepulveda and pico
what the hell do they know
about grief
los feliz and sunset
hillhurst, occidental, and beverly
la brea, i am you
it seems that the scenery's about settling
on a piece of ballast called a wedding
the stars that once guided us are fading
the patterns of what we want seem alien
so i learn to drift
and i learn to drift
and i learn to drift
awake
away
awake
away
awake
away
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Man Man Los Angeles, California
Birthed in the weird waters of Philadelphia & revitalized in the even weirder smog of Los Angeles, Man Man is an acclaimed experimental rock band trafficking in multi-genre ear worms. Unique, beautiful, undefinable.
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