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you looked around for things that you had left behind
trying to avoid a scene while i quickly and efficently lost my mind

you said that i'd been drinking
a fact i had to concede
you said "just let me go
let me go and go to sleep"

just let me be
please remember me
just let me go
tomorrow morning i wake up alone
i know

i had walked alone that night
maybe you had the answers to my life
staring so hard at the city lights
feeling this depression as a cancer

i wouldn't have understood
if you phrased it differently
i had to drink to deaden the parts of me
that think so i am a machine

unconciousness, dark and wide as the night
i been waiting for you all through the daytime

come wash over me
take my dirty body
out of this city
so i can run like a cat
in heat
over the grass
to somebody
that means enough to me

just let me be
please remember me
just let me go
tomorrow morning i wake up alone
i know

MUTE POINT - 02 - AMONG THE PYLONS by MUTE POINT

lyrics: http://mmglyrics.posterous.com/mute-point-among-the-pylons-origin-ep-version

MMG

she so beautiful
looking at her picture
I dunno what to do
but I can miss her
and her
voice so light
but not the moths
that come to her laughter
let's go down to the water
i bet
if we step light
and walk right
we can make the next town by day and run a-

she so nice to me
she tries to never let me see
that as much as she is free
she is always grieving, grieving for them,
grieving, grieving on-

she still love me
even though i am imaginary
and she
will grow out of me, eventually
she still love me
even though i am imaginary
I know we're all entitled
to one, to one kind of dream and i-

her voice so light
the moths come to her laughter
and say "let's
go down to the water"
"and what?"
"if we walk light we just might
make the town by day"

and even though
she still love me, i-

can't walk
light on the river
can't walk
light on the river

so, son, beware those
who say beautiful things
for they might
promise you that the river ain't deep
(river ain't deep)

she still love me
even though i am imaginary
well, i guess, we all get, well, one type of dream at least

she still love me
even though i am imaginary
and I know that we all get one dream, one dream, one dream

he said "i think
i'm born again"
as he raised the vessel wih the water, oh
above his head

i said "you may think
the first time you have been in such a soul
may be your last.
they will say that your skin will crack
and your teeth will crack
and your skin will be shorn and

i hope so
well, i
hope so"

he said "i think
i'm broken."
i said "your eyes have been
solid shut tight
since the last time you and she have spoken"

but it is not her break
and it is not her breaking.
you said i never change.

"broken-
solid shut tight
like my eyelids
a carriage of ice
over my head,
frozen-

eyes closed since we've last spoken."

they say
"the first time
you are broken
you can't see through the cold
to the end of your pain."
they say
"it ain't the first time
you'll be back again
with new scars, from the freezing rain
but better than before"

i only hope so, hope so

 
then when the devil had me in her hand
..devil had me in her pocket
there was no time, then
so i stuck my finger in the socket

then the devil had me in her box
then the devil had me in her pocket
and then the devil, she can make doors
and the devil, she can lock them

heed the words that i speak
as i know the trails in this
country so bleak but
i'm still afraid that it has gotten to me

as i walk the miles to my seat
clutching my ticket in my hand
i feel the breath of the beast
feel his breath in my heart
as i walk the length of my arc
but i didn't know 'bout my arc

his noise
is cutting me apart
so i begin
& reach for the only part i know
and it may be a sin

to reach for his heart
i hear the noise,
i know where to start

but they'll take my body part
take my body part
take my body part

i can feel the scenery
and it is changing
and changing me

i feel the heat
from the grin of the beast
and i know i'll carry his head
in my arms
on my art
on my arc
on my art.
on my arc, ah

but the simple ride is so full:

the road is straight for miles so he
looks over to me
his eyes make clear that his mind
is angry

he is sweating, and drinking, and driving
but his speed is saving me miles by the hundreds

he says "they fill us with empty
from day one"
says "we work to make it then we buy it
we watch it and live in it,
yeah we watch it and we watch it
and we wash it and we watch it
and we throw the paint in the river that we made"

and then the mad shine in his eyes subsides
and the radio man laughs
and he feeds us more of his little white lies:

he says "if there was a word for punishment
well, it would be fire, it would be fire
and i
i'm looking at the scene
i don't know what he means
no i don't know what he means

well all around
the swimmin pool you
do your dance
change your tune
do you look like a fool
do you look like a fool
 
well hopefully
since you know you do
they won't know it's you
they won't know it's you
they won't know it's you
 
and all around
the grassy spaces in your hometown
well, man, can you find some grass
to lay your fuckin' head to rest?
 
did they
put a blowup mattress
on your bench
or some bars
so you can't
so you can't
lay across
lay across
lay across
 
all around
the perfect circle of your hometown
can you find some ass
to lay your head to rest? well..
 
take my hand
i will lead you best.
layer head, layer head
 
take my hand,
i will lay your head to rest.
 
we will find a door
when all the windows close
we will not
when everyone
says "by god man just open one
ooo just open one"
we will find a door with all the windows closed
we will find one with the garage door down
lay your head to rest
lay your head to rest
to rest
to rest
 

Frank Liquor - one speed by lesbiandinosaurs

I have too many books
now I have to fill them all
paper was cheap
writing was easy
and ideas were a menace
it was worth pennies

he ain't worth a dollar
only pennies
pennies for thoughts
and he thought all the fuses out
thought all the fuses out

everybody is sending me stationary
now I have to fill it all
each envelope gapes till it tears
I have no place to send it all

paper was cheap
now I have to fill it all
paper was cheap
now I have to fill it all I have to fill it all

he ain't worth a dollar
only pennies
pennies for thoughts
and he thought all the fuses out

I had a friend
they keep sending him batteries
they keep his fuses working
he thought all his energy out
he has to empty them all
he has to empty them all

he ain't worth a dime
only dollars
but dollars are god
but dollars are god
but dollars are god
& now he has to use them all