Miracle of 86 - Every Famous Last Word CD/LP

DEFIANCE RECORDS LI (51)

Lyrics

G-song

let's make a list
of whatever you make a list about
that's better than
this
bitter round of hand-me-downs.
i can be your best friend,
and you can be the elephant
in plain sight out in the basement.

we always ignore the biggest things
we swore we swore we never saw,
so all in all my head is sore.
woo hoo hoo.

let's compare wrists;
we'll turn bone lines into stop signs.
it's better than
this
little scab that scares the town
into feeling let down

and traumatized by dramatized
pieces of the always-changing fault lines. we always -

we are the names that got mixed up in the aftertaste,
the brutal promises and everglades
and shoe-strung renegades.
9 to 5 with altar eyes,
open wide and terrified,
i want my own hand-me-downs.
(and you still with your sick frown!)
i want my own hand me downs.

just ignore the elephant that's hanging around,
and i could be your best friend.

Every Famous Last Word

alphabet you $20
you'll forget that time in college
on a stiff ledge, announcing something
to a bunch of kids bent on collapsing
"for every famous last word
there are a million last words
that no one's every heard
for every famous last word
there are a million last words
and they're last words that no one's heard"

well, you got it stuck in my head
i want mine to sound smart
to ring and ring for hours
to break my mother's heart
cuz there are millions of words
that all sound like other words
i could've sworn i heard
there are millions of words
that just don't work as well as that one word

no, i think i'm cracking up
it's too polished and pretty
dishonest and lumbering
so you can keep sleeping
just break my apology
into sparks in the air you're breathing

remember when it used to be my air?
back before we fought so much
and i proved i wasn't strong enough
to convince myself into convincing you;
i was a prince before the hospital, and then
i was a trapdoor waiting to swallow you
i was a picked lock, a broken bicycle
immobilized and hanging in place
just nodding my head and hiding my face in my hands
auditioning my escape plan

Southern State

you've got me walking on a wire
and got me thinking i can really do it.
and every time that i'm a failure,
you've got me falling into red hot fire.

come on girl, you've got all the answers,
they're hiding in the questions in the back of your mind.
come on girl, you know we can do it,
if they'd only let us do it when we're doing it right.

all the static on your phone line,
has got me thinking of electrocution.
i'm taking up all your downtime.

come on girl, give me reassurance,
cause i feel like a blemish on your porcelain face.
come on girl, there is nothing that can stop us,
if they'd only let us do it when we're doing it right.

i'm so far away from the southern state.

come on girl, i'm flipping through your pages,
skimming for the sentences related to me.
come on girl, you know we can do it,
if they'd only let us do it when we're doing it right.

Dance! Dance, Revolution!

when i get there,
i've been hanging around for days.
and when i climb the stairs,
you're the first word that i say.

a-hey hey hey.

and when i get there,
i'ma stumble drunk for days,
and hope you hold your breath
until you say, "go home."

you're only crazier than me
when you're really really really really angry,
like you are right now
when you scream and shout
and kick me out and say, "go home."

i don't know where the park begins and 66th street ends,
at least not this late in the weekend.
am i moving closer to you?
would you meet me half way?
you make me want to forget what other people look like,
at least for tonight.

Knife

somebody spot me
i'm dropping all my lines
for cracked crystal traces
i manage
to do this every time

cleverer, cleverest
we've both been climbing everest
but you got a ski-lift
and i got a toothpick now

the next twenty minutes'll keep me
thinkin thinkin thinkin all year
the next twenty minutes could be all i get

i hate that the bickering
sneaks into all the songs i sing
but i've got my limits
yeah, i've got my limits
and i hate that the urgency
takes over for the rest of me
but i've got a weakness
yeah, i've got a weakness now

we've been pushing more than we should.
maybe less pushing would be good.

Call Off the Cops

call off the cops
tell them i drank too much
tell them it's not enough
the way we're in love

just hang up the phone
tell them it's not that bad
cuz they'll never understand
the fights that we have

i think i'm cracking up
the water pressure's too high
the purple welts along my arms
just prove i'm alive
and saw too much sun
so all of my skin got burned
now i can't sleep at night
and all day my stomach hurts

but better me than you
you've got enough to rumble with
fresh blood and tourniquets
old ghosts and skeletons

i just hope we settle this.

I Think You Meant to Say No

you put your best friend on.
you had me halfway conned.
i'm not as smart as you.
i asked to stay too long.
you tricked me with your tongue.
i'm not as able as you.

i think you meant to say no.

you look ten years younger when you sleep
and wrap yourself around me.
but i'm not embarrassed about being mean;
i'm just dodging potholes,
i'm just fighting cheap.

Nice Shirt, Salvador Dali

what she took, he put back.
and i know what you think this sounds like;
well, you're right.

Keep on Charging the Enemy Until There is No More Life

i should know better,
i should know no better,
i should know no better at all.
i want you.

Your Quicksilver Moment

you keep getting bored,
cuz out on the street your quicksilver moment's gone bad,
so you're left clutching a camera, a picture of daniel,
and somebody's stamp on your hand.
the company you keep keeps cleaning out your desk.
the company you keep keeps closing down.

but if you get tired of the liars and the latchkey kids,
you can rest assured that you got further than they ever did.
so please don't be insulted by the backhand cult of pharmacy:
they don't know what they're saying, they just pick their words randomly.

you're constantly upended
by the misfit brats and their paper mache.
they leave you grasping for handles,
the art school commandos and the songs that they play.
the company you keep keeps locking all the windows every night;
the company you keep keeps bolting all the doors.

but if you're feeling inspired by the wired girls with ice in their veins,
when they chanted your name.
just please don't be offended by their awkward pausesand master plans;
if you need to be centered, they're the onlyones who'll understand.

if you're still looking in the phone book to learn things,
you've got a long way to go.

so if you wanna retire all the liars and the backseat kids,
you can step on the fire that's burning in earnestfrom the secrets they hid.
just please don't be disgusted by the big band myths of pharmacy;
they're just quicksilver moments and words chosen randomly.
i guess in that way, they're an awful lot like me.

Sunday School

there's a sunday school
four blocks away from you,
and it's all we ever do:
skip rocks across the lawn
to sidestep what we've become
and the stupid things we've done.

but there's a stained-glass scene
of the nativity
looking down on everyone:
eyes wide and cauterized,
smoke-screened and burglarized,
burning holes through you and me.

if we're never gonna be this
innocent again, then why pretend?

i'm through digging through the words i caught
by accident from you,
cuz if there's something left to lose
then there's nothing left to prove
to the church doors, the chapel steps,
and the sunday schools.

there's a part of you
pinpricked and painted blue,
bullet-holed and broken through,
sunburned by window glass,
covered up by all that's passed,
beaten down and shuttered fast.

i'm through digging through the words
i caught by accident from you,
cuz if there's something left to lose
then there's nothing left to prove
to the church doors, the chapel steps,
and the sunday schools.
to anyone, to me, to you.

there's a sunday school
four blocks away from you,
and it's all we ever do.

Sleep All Damn Day

if i take my time
and i do this right
i won't have to do it twice.

i seen too much sun
and all my skin got burned
i sleep all damn day and then my stomach hurts.

i still remember every word you said to me:
you've got no troubles, so you take mine.

if i take my time
and i do this right
i won't have to do it twice.

i still remember every word you said to me:
you've got no backbone, so you break mine.