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holy romaine empire
02:48
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i never played the drums and
i never read the wasteland
i never took the trash out when you said i had to
i never did a lot for you
i never
i never
i never say im sorry
i need delusions to lean on
i need a realist to bury me
i need a person to lean on
i need delusions to bury me
and i never heard you out when
you said youre tired of livin
i never bought you roses when i said i would do
i never
i never
i never say im sorry
i need delusions to lean on
i need a realist to bury me
i need a person to lean on
i need delusions to bury me
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2. |
omega rats quarterback
02:41
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have you finished your novel?
have you finished the stuff you said youd do
when we were back in college?
that's alright, me neither but i know
that we dont think like we used to
im leafing through my old notebooks and
i dont like my old worldview
hey hows it up in new haven?
what do the yalies and townies get up to?
and whats it like to live there?
can you afford you a solo 3 bedroom?
and do you ride your bike there?
im thumbing through old colonial listings
probably pull the trigger soon
well im sorry for calling i know that you're busy
i guess i didnt have a lot to say
well im sorry to bother i dont need to visit
i guess i didnt have a lot to say
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3. |
anatomy of mel and cali
02:29
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she said you're becoming a recluse
i said you're becoming your dad
she said i was growing so distant
i said i didnt think that bad
she said she was thinking of dating
i said i wouldnt talk about that
when i said i was thinking of leaving
you hit my pillow with a baseball bat
she says that im more of a burton
i say that she's more of a sterne
her new guy probably falls under marlowe
her new guy sucks from what i discern
she says that he writes for new yorker
oh my goodness how special you are
does have a free black and white tote bag
or does he wear a cap from NPR?
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4. |
homer in portuguese
03:24
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im sure you hate me
when i still love you
a fool for dreaming
that i can undo
the ceaseless mess ups
the times i bugged you
i dream every day
the dreams go away of you
you left your records
forgot your t shirt
your curtain still hangs above my bed
now im stuck watchin
the movies we loved
and dream every day
that i coulda stayed with you
im workin on myself with others too
i guess its over
i guess what can you do
i guess i still got the memories
youre in my backyard
youre in my fig tree
i cant forget you
reading homer in portuguese
ive been working on myself with others too
i been searching for a different point of view
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5. |
alaric synaxarion
01:32
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a cigarette to throw inside a gas tank
a cigarette to scar inside your lungs
a skull with eye sockets to hold my pencils
a skull with teeth enough to bite my tongue
im ripping off an old medieval clergy
im ripping off the only ones i love
dissecting cats and vivisecting leathers
dissecting rats and alchemizing nuns
i wanna scare my children
i wanna scare the ones i love
i wanna have consumption
i wanna wear a poet shirt
i want some buckled shoes
and gawk at printed news
i wanna hang a witch til dead
i wanna have consumption
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6. |
(i'm a [hypnic]) jerk
02:40
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he cant sleep in bed again
and wont choke down medicine
and wont nap since dad died on the couch
she wont accept the dreams and then
she dont get to work at ten
and weeps cause your ghost still haunts the house
it was a cool breeze
the wind and the sand
a slick din
and shows with the band
the snack runs and the endless coke cans
we wish we'd invited you
we wish we had tried to do
we wish we got close to you as you hold my hand
but that wont help him sleep tonight
your words wont help him sleep tonight
cause he cant sleep in bed again
and wont choke down medicine
and wont nap since dad died on the couch
she wont accept the dreams and then
she dont get to work at ten
and weeps cause your ghost still haunts the house
we cant seem to bet against
the dopes who screwed everything and left you to
wash down the spout
we dont ever win against
the groutracks who deal you in
and hold you inside and about
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hey clarissa hey are you alone i wonder
are you lonely or in bed in and stoned i wonder
can we hangout or should we postpone
i got some free time friday we can stay up late
we can watch "The Hours" we can medicate
with the pills you dealt when i was overweight
when we covered up your jersey license plate i got a
full day on sunday
and i got one monday too
been outta work since tuesday but
it's better with you
hey clarissa lets stay on the phone i wonder
should we go and grab an ice cream cone i wanna
Friendly's m&m and jimmy cyclone
you can take off friday you can delegate
we can watch some tv we know we both hate
with the pills you dealt when i was overweight
when we melted down your jersey license plate i gotta
full day on sunday
and i got one monday too
ive fallen in the ashtray it's alright when im with you...
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ive been finding artifacts from back when we were kids
from when the summers never ended even when they did with you
with you
been pouring over all the scribbles in the books you did
from the autumn classes when you panicked and you hid into
my room
and ive been searching for a winter penance i can give
one thats packaged one thats earnest one that you can see is true
so what can i do
but its your spring and all
your spring and all
all i have left is your spring and all
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