Sunday, December 09, 2007

Eagles v. Giants part 2








and i'm gonna ride home to california
with a banjo on my knee.

Eagles v. Giants part 3








i'm never gonna turn off the television.
i'm just gonna let it run all night.

Eagles v. Giants part 4








i'm gonna plant root vegetables out in the backyard
and come summer i am going to treat you right.

Eagles v. Giants part 5








so put on your chairman mao coat
and let me clear my throat.

Eagles v. Giants part 6








let's turn this whole town upside-down
and shake it 'til the coins come falling out of its pockets

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

thrift store parking lot





above the swollen ocean the burning yellow sun
hits the hotel's mylar windoows catching every one
it's hard to say why
i should come here to die

hams




carry me down to the water
where i used to play when i was five.
let me go, let me go down to the water.
don't bring me back alive.

church girl




tired of talking to the suckers.
i'm tired of talking to the wealthy.
i want to talk to men and women
who haven't got anything left.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

UNC




dont like going to the doctor.
i don't like looking at the mirror.
i like looking out the window,
watching the waves break.

chester high





woke up this morning about a quarter to five
said the prayer you'd taught me to keep myself alive
it burned my tongue

Monday, December 03, 2007

smirk




i want to say i'm sorry
for stuff i haven't done yet.
things will shortly get completely out of hand.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

wrestling





and the chickens were screaming.
black dog at my heels.
and the bluejays were coughing up in the trees.

Monday, November 26, 2007

first day of buck season





I hear you moving in the hallway.
I hear you sharpening your claws.
I hear you polishing your teeth, sometimes.
but I don't mind.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

sterling run





it's heaven up here,
but it's heaven down there!
and you're gonna leave me.
now I don't care.

Friday, November 23, 2007

graveyard shift






you can bring out all your weapons,
you can't make me go to war.

lisa






you can stand up or you can run
you and i both know what you've done

Monday, November 19, 2007

collector's edition

I'm leaving town for a few days and I really can't bring myself to leave John McCain as the top post until I get back. So here is some previously unreleased b-side type shit.





and you can run, and run some more
from here all the way to singapore
but i will carry you home in my teeth

McCain





and in situations like these, it's sometimes useful to
think of life as one long continuous evening
that never turns into night.
hey hey!

fashion




i had a special feeling in my mind
i had a certain glint in my eye
on the morning trouble came by