Showing posts with label Modest Mouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Modest Mouse. Show all posts

Friday, June 5, 2015

Dramamine





Traveling swallowing Dramamine
Feeling spaced breathing out listerine
I'd said what I'd said that I'd tell ya






And that you'd killed the better part of me
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I'd said and you know what I mean
But I still can't focus on anything





We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves
Traveling swallowing dramamine
Look at your face like you're killed in a dream
And you think you've figured out everything








I think I know my geography pretty damn well
You say what you need so you'll get more
If you could just milk it for everything









I've said what I said and you know what I mean
But I can't still focus on anything

Modest Mouse

Monday, April 13, 2015

Of course we know




The streets are just blankets and we sleep on their silky corpse
Covered up by them, why would we ever want to wake up?
Oh, no






Well, of course, of course, of course, of course
Of course we just do not know








What in hell are we here for?
We just do not know




 
 Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down your own damn soul







The end is like cotton that we wear wherever we go
Covered up by this, why would we ever want to try on your clothes?







Well of course, of course, of course, of course
Of course we just do not know






 

Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down your own damn soul
Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down your only son






Of course we know

Modest Mouse

Monday, August 27, 2012

Bukowski

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Woke up this morning and it seemed to me,
that every night turns out to be
A little more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
 





 
 
 
 
 
 

Well we sat on the edge of the river,
the crowd screamed, "Sacrifice the liver!"
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.
So tell me now why, you'll tell me never.
Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
 
 
 
 
 


 
 
 
 
 

Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
 
 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
Here we go!
 
 
 



 
 
 
 
 

If God controls the land and disease,
keeps a watchful eye on me,
If he's really so damn mighty,
my problem is I can't see,
well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Evil home stereo, what good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah I know, what good curves can you throw?
 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Well all that icing and all that cake,
I can't make it to your wedding, but I'm sure I'll be at your wake.
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in circles that day,
when you get to the point make sure that I'm still awake, OK?
 
 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Went to bed and didn't see
why every day turns out to be
a little bit more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?

Modest Mouse