Tuesday, September 21, 2010

she & her swan

(w. king/c. pickett/c. taylor)

each nite's a diff'rent fucked up dream
and everything seems like it's worth mentionin'
in every place i know i've been
some things never change
god knows i've spent my time borrowin'
scarin' up and losin' steam
just a diff'rent fucked up dream
all my life's a diff'rent fucked up dream

i'm sorry for yourself
thatcha don't need nobody else
and i'll thank you for ya care
but i don't need it
barely need me

so be careful
take care of yourself
you never were with me (x2)

and though it seems like we was meant to be
i have no idea what i might really need
plenty left for me to do
'sides gettin' stuck on me and you

i'm sorry for yourself
thatcha don't need nobody else
and i'll thank you for ya care
but i don't need it
"Bear" Lee kneed me

so be careful
take care of yourself
you never were with me (x5)

[ladada-lada-uh-ah
(aaaah-haaaah)
lend a lifeline] (x3)

Thursday, September 16, 2010

bidding report

dry and white
dust might hide
in the cracks of the ceiling
mask it nicely
close 'em up tight
no professions
keep with the humans

all in hot lands
how fast
bloods adjust
for wretch'd states
n' bitterrapport

yada yada
blood in the floor
blah blah yada
blood in the floor
yada yada
blood in the floor
blah blah yada
bitter rapport

all in hot lands
so fast
bloods run
to wretched smiles
n' bitterrapport

Friday, August 13, 2010

...& left right

(j. lancaster/c. taylor)

this tiny garden on the water
and the mountain on that shoreline grows
until my boat,
'til it crashes,
got to spit this notey note

dive in, darlin'
dive into the docks of a killer
and in that stream we will wade
hoping never ever to become islands

never leave scars there
don't leave scars there
never leave scars there
kings and brothers don't leave scars there

on that road: fork ends
curl up tight, california foxes
can't love, can't listen, and
they creep out the fountain
if you don't need to
you know you can dive back down

never leave scars there
don't leave scars there
never leave scars there
kids and mothers don't leave scars there
never leave scars there
nevermind
deal love
deal, love
'til then, why be out of place?
give us the chorus and fuck it up

Friday, July 23, 2010

soledad

(b.a. smith/c. taylor)

nestled and frozen up
trampled gets chosen
fitful homeliness
so sympathetic

loved ones and homelessness:
touching; & even
stephanie feels it

chill out, son
settle down some
chill out, son
there's nothin' comin'

sol on the outside
so narrow-eyed
in out of the sun
where nothin's comin'

in the souls this time
in the solstice time

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

watch your mouth

whisper shackles keep tongues tied and slow to speak
some people scream aloud
pour rock salt on the heart
dry up the carotid
safely drive along it, flame on
strapped in tightly
safe and sound

see mandibles creak like talkin' in their sleep
some people scream aloud
'n' pull rungs so far apart
welcome the mumblin'
finely ya frolic in flames on tissue inside
makin' no sound
make no sound
don't make a sound
safe and sound

safe and sound
stayin' bound
safe and sound

kids all longin'ly
lips just wantin' anything
we watch your mouth
yeah, the hollow rollin' out

some people scream aloud
pour rock salt on the heart
dry up the carotid
safely drive along it, flame on
strapped in tightly
safe and sound
just say it now

Monday, February 1, 2010

so ya know

on land's a body of hands we pay to chain us up
so step right up
i will float
hold on
(hold on) tightly

white knuckle prayin' for
my pegasus soul machine to say
just so ya know
yeah we'll float
hold on
just sit in wonder
under some kinda sun
waiting on what just happened
what just happened?
what just happened?

gold and guns
stable no
nomads weave no land
but loved ones plenty of
just so ya know
yeah we'll float
hold on
sit in wonder
under some kinda sun
waitin' on what just happened
what just happened?

please just hold on

Saturday, January 16, 2010

do things over

(t. salt/c. taylor)

been a long time since i left this place
been a long time since i left these ways behind
come to remind me sayin' you'd rather have
the things i do,
over the things i do over

perfect just as
you'd rather have
the things i do,
over the things i do over

(now that i'm the things i do)

recreate
every day
we'll behave
the same

(over now that i'm over)

addiction.

perfect just as
you'd rather have

the things i do,
over the things i do over
and over

been a long time since i left this place
perfect just as
you'd rather have
(over)

Memo#1