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Everybody Here Hates Y'all

Other – ane. Everybody Here Hates You

I feel stupid, I feel useless, I experience insane
I feel toothless, human being you're ruthless, oh…yeah
i get to Loving Hut, i go my hair cut, i feel the same
i feel putrid, i'm getting used to it, these days

you said, "it'south simply in your head
they're probably thinking
the same thing"

i'm haemorrhage, you're leaving, i experience strange
yous been distant, y'all seem different than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, due north everybody fades

we're gonna tell everyone it'due south ok
we're gonna tell everyone information technology's ok

you said, "it'south merely in your caput
they're probably thinking
the aforementioned matter"

How To Eddy An Egg

Other – 1. How To Eddy An Egg

All my dress in milk crates, I don't sleep for days.

Look until the letter of the alphabet's red until my bills go paid.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when's it gonna modify?

Every forenoon I experience more useless than before.

Trying difficult to run across the signal in annihilation at all.

Aw I've been trying, I've been trying really hard.

Pull yourself together.

Pick myself apart.

Nil lasts for never so be still my bleeding eye.

Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a brand new commencement.

Yous take a corking abundance of axes at that place to grind.

Retrieve some people accept real bug next time you lot whine.

Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line.

Aye I've been trying, I've been trying really hard.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when's it gonna change.

Let It Go

Other – 1. Permit Information technology Get

What fourth dimension do you commonly wake up?
Depends on what fourth dimension I sleep
Technicolour rainbow horror
Sweet dreams

Continue on rolling on the impulse
Ignore backstage sluggishness and
All those obligations lost in
Reverie

You've gotta allow information technology go
Before it takes yous over
Eastern standard open Thousand
Transpacific malady and
Calm is more than conducive to the
Remedy

Speckled sunlight on my freckles
Salty h2o curls my hair
Run the race at your own stride
Yous'll get there

What comes first - the chorus or the verse?
I'1000 a fleck blocked at the moment
They say the more y'all acquire the less that
You know

You've gotta let it get
Before it takes you over
You've gotta let information technology go
Earlier it takes you over
You've gotta permit information technology go
Before it takes you over
You've gotta let it go
Before it takes you lot over

On Script

Other – i. On Script

On script every night
Like a well-rehearsed stage show
Wet your lips, information technology won't accept long
To break this old behavior

Wings clipped, no demand to fly
What, do yous recall that you lot're special?
No reflex, information technology'due south just a curve of the elbow
I know it's getting old

Nondescript, every nighttime
Like a well-versed get well card
Barely dressed, and I but might
Accept you up on your offer, yeah

Pickles From The Jar

Other – 1. Pickles From The Jar

I say trip the light fantastic toe, you lot say dance.

I say France, you say French republic.

You're from Adelaide, I'k from Hobart.

I say Hugh, you say Grant.

I say pot, y'all say plant.

You lot're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

We couldn't be more opposite if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely run into middle to centre.

I am impaired, yous are smart.

We are xv years apart.

Y'all're from Adelaide, I'm from Mars.

I say ooh, you say aah.

I am careful, you like scars.

I like pickles from the jar.

We couldn't be more contrary if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely see middle to eye.

I say You lot, you lot say Am I.

You like mornings, I like nights.

I'll love you lot till the day I die.

You say Christopher, I say Walken.

You love, I love Christopher Walken!!!

I approximate at least we accept got one thing in common.

Minor Talk

Other – 1. Small Talk

do you lot have whatsoever siblings?
i got a brother, Blake, he'south four years older than me
(n i approximate he ever will be)
yep he's clever and he'southward got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw but wait, now that they're engaged soooooo
i hope they accept kids so i tin can exist a cool aunty

i'm waiting here for y'all
i'chiliad waiting here for you
what'd you think of the ultimate ending?
i fast forward, get busy pretending that i've seen everything.
can i become you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? yous got it.
i got better things to practise than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..

i'm waiting here for you
i'grand waiting here for you

i'm looking 'cross the room due north hoping that yous're lookin too..
exercise you accept any siblings?
you got a sis yeh she's a detective,
well i bet she's got some good stories.
i gotta get only i promise nosotros tin can continue in touch
i like very much being hither with you
merely you see, all this small talk is killin' me

i'chiliad waiting here for you
i'grand waiting here for yous
i'grand looking 'cross the room n hoping that yous're lookin as well.. etc

Iii Packs A Day

Other – 1. Three Packs A Day

I'm downward to three packs a day of Mi Goreng I can't explain it.

Tin can't await for you to go abroad cos i just crave that meagre taste yeah.

Eddy information technology up, h2o in the saucepan.

In a cup, beverage it from a silvery spoon.

That MSG tastes good to me, i disagree with all your warnings.

And information technology can't exist true that they use glue to go on the noodles stuck together.

Two minutes seems similar a life-time.

Burn my natural language, patience is a virtue.

I'grand down to three packs a day,

I sneak away to observe a kettle.

I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans, I'm sick of lentils.

Boil it upwards, h2o in the saucepan.

In a cup, drink it from a silver spoon.

It'south no good, it'south no good, you say it's no good for you.

Elevator Operator

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 1. Elevator Operator

Oliver Paul, 20 years old, thick head of hair worries he's going bald.

Wakes upward at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.

Breakfast on the run over again, he'due south well aware he's dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.

Feeling sick at the sight of his figurer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters.

Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro omnibus stand.

He screams "I'g not going to work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans."

Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that's non been filled in.

He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side.

Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin.

Hair pulled and so tight you can see her skeleton.

Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-beat necklace between her breasts.

She looks him up and down with a Botox frown, he's well used to that expect by now.

The elevator dings, and they awkwardly pace in, their fingers impact the rooftop button… "Don't jump little boy, don't jump off that roof, y'all've got your whole life ahead of you you lot're still in your youth, I'd give anything to take skin like you lot!"

He said, "I recall you're projecting, the fashion that you're feeling, I'm not suicidal just idling insignificantly. I come up up hither, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I'm playing Sim Urban center. All the people look like ants from up here, and the wind's the simply traffic you tin can hear"

He said, "All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator tin you help me please?!" ... "Don't jump trivial boy, don't jump off that roof, yous've got your whole life ahead of you you're withal in your youth, I'd requite anything to have skin similar you!"

Hopefulessness

Tell Me How You lot Actually Feel – i. Hopefulessness

Yknow what they say
No one'due south born to hate
Nosotros learn it somewhere along the mode.

Take your cleaved heart
Plough it into art
Tin can't accept information technology with you, tin can't have information technology with you

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Empty bottle dejection
Sleepin' different rooms
Hardly a maverick
Bottom than boilerplate

Your vulnerability is stronger than it seems
Yknow it'south okay to accept a bad day

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Just go this one done, and then you can move along
Can't accept it with you, can't take information technology with y'all
Yknow what they say, no i's born to detest
Getting louder now, getting louder now

Out Of The Woodwork

The Double EP: A Sea of Divide Peas – 1. Out Of The Woodwork

I was decorated underwater seeing how long I could hold my breath.

A drowning flower caught my centre and I had to come up on upwardly for air.

Just because you're older than me, doesn't hateful you have to be so condescending.

I still see the same things that you meet, I'g a little shady on my history.

I am normally pretty forgiving but just if yous are.

She'southward and so piece of cake.

I noticed you lot stopped talking to me, now you're talking to me all the fourth dimension.

Do you know you're no good at listening?

Simply you lot're really good at saying everything on your listen.

Information technology must be tiring trying and so hard, to look like you lot're not really trying at all.

I guess if you're afraid of aiming as well high, so you're not actually gonna have too far to autumn.

I am normally pretty forgiving but only if you are.

She's and then easy.

Climb aboard the carriage when information technology comes on through.

Spring upward on your horse and tell me how's the view.

Look over my shoulder when I talk to you lot.

Where's the more than of import person in the room?

Rae Street

Things Take Time, Have Time – ane. Rae Street

In the morning I'm slow. I drag a chair over to the window. And I watch what's going on. A garbage truck tiptoes forth the road. Lite a candle for the suffering. Ship my all-time wishes with the air current. All our candles, hopes north prayers, though well-pregnant they don't mean a affair, unless nosotros run into some modify. I might change my sheets today.

Well time is money and money is no man'due south friend. And all optics on the pavement, I'thou not gonna touch ya don't worry and then much about it.

The twenty-four hour period begins to polish. The parent teaches the child how to ride the bicycle wobbles side to side. Ii dogs entangle, everybody smiles. The pair beyond the street; one's up the ladder and ane's on their knees, painting the faded brick. What's the signal, it looks fine from up hither.

Well time is coin and money is no man'south friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'k not gonna touch ya don't worry then much about information technology. I'1000 only waiting for the day to become night.

Next door the kids run amok. The mother screams "don't you e'er shut-up?" And there's one matter I know; the sun will rise today and tomorrow. We got a long, long way to go.

Well time is coin and money is no human being's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm not gonna touch ya don't worry and so much about it. I'1000 just waiting for the day to become night.

Shine those shoes northward mow those lawns, let'due south get back to normal. Lay it all on the tabular array, you seem so stable, but you're simply hanging on. Let go that expectation, modify the station, detect out what out what you want.

Pedestrian At All-time

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I Just Sit – two. Pedestrian At Best

I love yous I detest you I'one thousand on the fence information technology all depends whether I'thousand up I'm down I'thou on the mend transcending all reality.

I similar you despise you lot admire y'all what are nosotros gonna do when everything all falls through?

I must confess I've made a mess of what should be a small-scale success merely I digress at least I've tried my very best I guess.

This that the other why even carp, it won't be with me on my decease bed, just I'll still be in your caput.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint y'all.

Tell me I'1000 exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Requite me all your coin and I'll make some origami, honey.

I think yous're a joke but I don't notice yous very funny.

My internal monologue is saturated analogue, Information technology's scratched and globe-trotting, I've become attached to the idea it's all a shifting dream bitter sweetness philosophy, I've got no idea how I even got here.

I'm resentful I'chiliad having an existential time crisis, what bliss, daylight savings won't fix this mess.

Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest, the rats are back within my head what would Freud accept said?

Put me on a pedestal and I'll just disappoint y'all.

Tell me I'm exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your money and I'll make some origami, honey.

I think yous're a joke but I don't notice you very funny.

I wanna launder out my head with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I endeavor to catch your eye I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen I don't know why it affects me similar this when yous're non fifty-fifty mine to consider.

Erroneous.

Harmonious.

I'1000 hardly sanctimonious.

Muddy apparel, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

I'chiliad a fake, I'm a phoney, I'grand awake, I'm lone, I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you.

Tell me I'm exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Requite me all your money and I'll make some origami, honey.

I recall you're a joke just I don't find you lot very funny.

City Looks Pretty

Tell Me How You Really Feel – ii. Metropolis Looks Pretty

The city looks pretty when you lot been indoors
For 23 days I've ignored all your phone calls.
Everyone's waiting when you get dorsum home
They don't know where yous been, why you gone so long.
Friends care for you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
Spare a thought for the ones that came before
All in a daze bending backwards to attain your goal.

Sometimes I become sad
It's not all that bad
One day, perchance never
I'll come around

The city takes compassion on your injured soul
N heavenly prose ain't plenty good to make full that pigsty.
Anybody's soaked in antagonism
It'southward barbarous in wintertime, y'all never say what you lot mean.
Friends care for you similar a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well.
Wakin' up to some other dismal twenty-four hours
Y'all got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful.

Sometimes I get mad
It's not one-half equally bad
Pull yourself together
N only calm down

I'll be what y'all want oh when yous desire information technology
Simply I'll never be what you lot need
And the city looks pretty from where I'grand continuing…

Don't Apply Compression Gently

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 2. Don't Apply Pinch Gently

Tell me what you're thinking, what you're thinking about.

Tell me when yous're finished maybe I'll come up effectually.

Had enough to bring me all the manner to the ground, I don't have to tell you what I'm thinking well-nigh.

You take made your bed, I know better than to sleep in it.

Better off dead than the hell that will become of it.

You accept hurt my caput but I'm not denying that I did non bring information technology on myself.

I take pieces of myself from anybody around me.

I'one thousand not individual enough for you.

I replicate the people I adore but at least I'm non biting and sad.

I may not be 100% happy but at least I'thou not with you.

Sunfair Sundown

Things Have Time, Accept Fourth dimension – two. Sunfair Sundown

Oh what a day, and congrats on the keys to your place. You've escaped the rat race as they say. Now you're settling in for the stay anyhow you got a blank slate to renovate.

Take it all. Yeah you lot reap what you sow and then it goes. What you put in the footing comes around when you don't even know what you lot're missing at all.

In a shock I tin can motion-picture show you whittling abroad, with such intendance with such patience and grace. And I smile when you say that y'all'll build me a table one day well, I'd be so grateful.

Sometimes it's hard, getting lost you say is a fine art. Put the map down and follow the stars. Shall nosotros get out? Are you sure? Permit me grab my purse nosotros can sneak out through the side door.

In the night, are you scared, did yous hear those dogs bark? northward do you always wonder what sets you apart? Smoothen the torch on the path, darling please don't permit go of my arm.

When you sleep, are you warm, can you experience my cold feet? Are you good, are y'all making ends run into? At the end of the day, you're awake with your thoughts and I don't want you to be solitary, and I don't want you to be alone, yeah I don't want you to exist alone, and I don't want you to be lone.

An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 3. An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my all-time French.

Reminds me of a volume I skim read in a surgery, all about palmistry I wonder what's in shop for me.

I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on.

I lose a breath, my beloved line seems entwined with death (could be a spider web)…I'yard thinking of yous too.

I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling.

It's a kind of off-white, possibly it's a cream.

In that location'southward oily residue seeping from the kitchen, it'south fine art-deco-necromantic-chichi all the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I think I'm hungry…I'm thinking of you too.

I'm thinking of you as well. I'thou thinking of you too. I'm thinking of you lot.

Wondering what y'all're doing, what you're listening to, which quarter of the moon you're viewing from the bedroom.

Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, swimming at the pool…I'm thinking of yous also.

I'k thinking of you too.

I'thousand thinking of y'all too.

I'm thinking of y'all likewise.

I'm thinking of you too.

I'm thinking of you.

Clemency

Tell Me How Yous Really Feel – 3. Charity

At the end of every season I'thou spent up
Keep thinking this volition be the i.
Hesitation lingers till I'm unreasonable
As if yous intendance, I know you got your ain stuff going on

You must be having and so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are yous listening?

Can't nosotros talk well-nigh it once we've slept?
When can we, aye can we, work it out?
Meditation just makes you more strung out
I wish you had a guru to tell yous to permit it go, let it get

You lot must exist having so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?

Y'all don't accept to pretend you're not scared
Everyone else is just as terrified every bit you.
Medication just makes y'all more than upset
I bet you got a lot to testify I know you're all the same the same

Yous must be having and so much fun
Everything's amazing
And then subservient I brand myself sick
Are yous listening?

Avant Gardener

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Split Peas – iii. Avant Gardener

I slumber in belatedly another twenty-four hours oh what a wonder oh what a waste.

It's a monday, it's so mundane, what exciting things will happen today?

The yard is total of hard rubbish it'south a mess and I guess the neighbours must call up we run a meth lab.

We should ammend that, I pull the sheets back, it's 40 degrees and i experience like i'm dying.

Life's getting hard in here so i do some gardening.

Annihilation to take my heed away from where it's sposed to exist.

The nice lady next door talks of green beds and all the nice things that she wants to constitute in them.

I wanna abound tomatoes on the forepart steps.

Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.

I experience pro-active, i pull out weeds, all of a sudden I'm having trouble breathing in.

My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I can't seem to stand on my own 2 feet.

I'grand breathing simply i'm wheezing, experience like i'thou emphysem-in'.

My throat feels like a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, next thing i know they recall triple o.

I'd rather dice than owe the hospital till I go old.

I get adrenalin straight to the centre, I feel similar Uma Thurman mail-overdosin' kick start.

Reminds me of the time when i was really sick and i had too much psuedoefedryn and i couldn't sleep at night.

Halfway down high street, Andy looks clashing, he's probably wondering what i'm doing getting in an ambulance.

The paramedic thinks i'k clever cos i play guitar.

I recollect she's clever cos she stops people dying.

Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic, should've stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.

I take a hitting from an asthma puffer.

I do it incorrect.

I was never skillful at smoking bongs.

I'm not that skilful at animate in.

Here'due south The Thing

Things Have Fourth dimension, Take Fourth dimension – 3. Here's The Thing

Hither's the thing, tin't stop thinking almost you lot.
Yeah I'grand writing, information technology's the only affair that I know how to exercise.

I don't know what to say, you're far away, I don't wanna be annoying.
I don't know what to say, you're so far away, and I feel insecure.

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with sun.
N information technology's these small-scale thrills, that go me through the twenty-four hours until the next ane.

And I'm not afraid of heights peradventure I'k just scared of falling.
And I'm not agape of heights maybe I'yard only scared of falling.

I'm your man, mysterious at your command.
And it'due south understandable, that you lot're in such loftier demand, information technology's true.

I don't know what to do, looking like I'll never exit this room again.
I don't know what to do, gonna write this alphabetic character to you that I'll never send.

Pocket-sized Poppies

Sometimes I Sit down and Call up, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 4. Pocket-size Poppies

I stare at the backyard it's Wed morning, information technology needs a cutting just I'll exit it growing.

All unlike sizes and all shades of green, slashing it downward just seems kinda mean.

In a fashion it'southward a shame you get away thinking it's simply a game.

Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use? At the stop of the solar day it's a pain that I continue seeing your name but I'm sure it's a bore being you.

I don't know quite who I am oh but man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I go it right.

An centre for an centre for an eye for an eye, I don't agree with that why can't we just talk dainty?

Oh the cataclysm I wanna go to slumber for an eternity…who am I to deny myself a pawn?

Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…but I'1000 sure it's a bore being y'all.

I don't know quite who I am oh but human I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye, I used to hate myself only now I think I'thousand alright.

I don't know quite who I am oh but man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An center for an eye for an middle for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire.

Need A Little Time

Tell Me How You Actually Experience – iv. Demand A Little Time

I don't know a lot about y'all simply
You seem to know a lot well-nigh me so
I take a piddling time out, I take a fiddling time out

I'm sorry that I lost my patience
You deserve better it's true
I demand a little time out
I need a fiddling time out
From me
And you

Open up up your insides show the states
Your inner about lecherous
I'll rip information technology out carefully
I promise you won't feel a thing

Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some motorcar crash
I need a piddling fourth dimension out
I need a piffling time out
From me
And you

Shave your head to see how it feels
Emotionally information technology'south not that different
But to the hand it's beautiful
(Yes to the hand it's beautiful)

You seem to take the weight of the world
Upon your bony shoulders well hold on
You need a trivial time out
You need a little time out
From yous
And me

History Eraser

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Split Peas – 4. History Eraser

I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets simply luckily i left the heater on.

And in my dreams i wrote the best vocal that i've e'er written…can't remember how it goes.

I stayed boozer and brutal awake and i was cycling on a plane and far away i heard yous say yous liked me.

We drifted to a party – cool.

The people went to arty school.

They made their paints by mixing acid launder and lemonade.

In my encephalon I re-accommodate the letters on the page to spell your proper name.

I institute an Ezra Pound and fabricated a bet that if i establish a cigarette i'd driblet information technology all and marry you lot.

Merely then a song comes on: "you can't always get what yous want" – the Rolling Stones, oh woe is nosotros, the irony!

The stones became the moss and one time all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.

Nosotros drove past tractor there, the yellowish harbinger replaced our hair, nosotros laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name.

You said "we but live in one case" and so we touched a little tongue, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly endmost on the earth.

I touched on and off and rubbed my arm upwardly confronting yours and still the inspector inspected me.

The lady in the roof was living proof that nothing actually e'er is exactly as it seems.

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your proper noun.

We caught the river gunkhole downstream and ended up beside a team of angry footballers.

I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino.

We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went home as winners of a kind.

You said "i guarantee we'll have more fun, drink till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi home i'll sing y'all a Triffids song!"

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the folio to spell your name.

Before You Gotta Get

Things Take Fourth dimension, Take Time – iv. Before Y'all Gotta Go

Earlier you gotta get, go, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you lot're always on my mind, y'all're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the last words you lot hear, to exist unkind, to be unkind.

We got aroused, said some devil-may-care things, who was incorrect remains unclear.
Pride like poison. Always keeping score. You don't have to slam the door.

Before y'all gotta go, go, go, go; I wanted yous to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the terminal words you hear, to exist unkind, to be unkind.

Don't you know I'm not your enemy, maybe let's cut out caffeine.
Tomorrow'south too late to reminisce, telephone call me when you get this.

Before you gotta go, become, go, go; I wanted yous to know, know, know, know; yous're always on my mind, you're e'er on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't desire the final words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Coin downwardly the drain,
Funny how things change,
Y'all got to get away,
Yeah I know and I don't blame yous.

Depreston

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 5. Depreston

Yous said we should look out further, I guess information technology wouldn't hurt us.

We don't have to be around all these coffee shops.

At present we've got that percolator, never made a latte greater.

I'yard saving xx-three dollars a week.

Nosotros drive to a house in Preston, we see constabulary arresting a human with his hand in a bag.

How's that for first impressions? This identify seems depressing.

It's a "Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac".

It'southward got a lovely garden, a garage for ii cars to park in ("or a lot of room for storage if yous've but got 1").

And it's going pretty cheap you say? "Well information technology's a deceased estate….aren't the pressed metal ceilings great?"

Then I see the handrails in the shower, a collection of those canisters for java, tea and flour, and a photo of a young man in a van in Vietnam.

And I tin't think of floorboards anymore, whether the front room faces s or due north, and I wonder what she bought information technology for.

(If you lot've got a spare half a meg, you should knock it downwardly and start rebuilding)

Nameless, Faceless

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 5. Nameless, Faceless

Don't y'all accept annihilation better to practise
I wish that someone would hug you
Must exist alone
Being angry
Feeling over-looked.
You sit alone at home in the darkness
With all the pent-upwardly rage that you lot harness
I'm real sorry
Bout whatsoever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Men are scared that women will laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will kill them
I concord my keys
Betwixt my fingers

He said "I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup
And spit out better words than y'all"
Just you didn't
Human being y'all're kidding yourself if you lot think
The earth revolves effectually yous
Yknow you lot got lots to give
N then many options
I'm existent pitiful
Bout whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the night
Men are scared that women will express mirth at them
I wanna walk through the park in the nighttime
Women are scared that men volition kill them

I concur my keys
Between my fingers
Go on tell me
You lot're just kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless

David

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 5. David

If yous run across me when I'm feeling down, I don't know if I want y'all effectually.

Don't want y'all around…I don't really like whatever of your friends, just information technology's not that hard for me to pretend.

Hard to pretend…Come on Davey, let's go plant a tree.

Yous bring the spade, I'll bring the seeds. I'll bring the seeds…

Turning Dark-green

Things Have Time, Take Time – 5. Turning Greenish

You been effectually the earth looking for the perfect girl turns out she was just livin downwards the street, livin down the street. When you got the fourth dimension can I get you on the line? I want you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you so happy.

The trees are turning green northward this springtime languor is kinda forcing you lot to encounter flowers in the weeds. When y'all got the time can I get you on the line? I want y'all to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you so happy

I hear all your fears and they are understandable my friend. Why don't you permit go of those ideas, they're never gonna serve y'all in the end.

Aqua Profonda!

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – half-dozen. Aqua Profonda!

I saw you in the lane adjacent to me.

You were doing free-style.

And then you switched it effectually to a little bit of backstroke.

I couldn't see underneath your pond cap but it appeared that you had night coloured hair; perchance information technology was blonde for all I know.

I had goggles on.

They were getting foggy.

I much adopt swimming to jogging.

I tried my very best to impress you, held my breath longer than I unremarkably do.

I was getting empty-headed.

My hair was wet n frizzy.

Felt my muscles burn down, I took a tumble-turn for the worse (it's a expletive my lack of athleticism).

Sunk similar a stone.

Like a offset owners abode loan.

When I came to, you and your towel were gone.

I'm Not Your Mother, I'm Not Your Bitch

Tell Me How Yous Actually Feel – half dozen. I'yard Not Your Mother, I'k Not Your Bitch

I'm not your female parent, I'm non your bitch
I hear you complain, nether your jiff
Put up or shut up, information technology's however
It's all the same, never alter, never change

I'yard not your mother, I'grand not your bitch
d-did I stutter, a little bit
sit downward northward close up, it's notwithstanding
it's all the same, never change, never modify

I go most cocky-defensive
When I know I'm wrong
Call up nosotros all can agree
I try my best to be patient
Only I can merely put upward with so much shit

I'yard not your mother, I'm not your bowwow
I hear you lot complain, under your breath
Put up or shut upwardly, information technology'southward all the same
It's nevertheless, never modify, never change

Anonymous Lodge

The Double EP: A Body of water of Split Peas – vi. Anonymous Gild

Let's kickoff an bearding club, we tin sit close in the nighttime.

Come round to mine, we can swap clothes and potable wine all night.

Turn your phone off friend, yous're among friends and nosotros don't need no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, forth with your troubles.

Let's start an bearding club, I'll make united states proper noun badges with question marks.

Come up circular to mine, we can swap clothes and potable wine all night.

Plow your phone off friend, you're amongst friends and we don't need no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, forth with your troubles.

Thank yous for cooking for me, I had a actually nice evening, but you and me.

Take Information technology Day By Twenty-four hours

Things Take Time, Take Time – 6. Take It Day By Day

Take it solar day by mean solar day, you gotta put
Ane foot in front of the other
Y'all'll get what you want,
I promise, but don't surrender just yet,
Peradventure tomorra
Could be time well spent, reflecting,
On all the little things you keep projecting,
On everybody that you're so obsessed with
Accept a look at yourself

Tuesday dark I'grand checking in
Just to come across how yous're going
Are you skillful are you eating
I'll call you lot back next week

Don't stick that knife in the toaster
Babe life is similar a rollercoaster
And there'southward nothing incorrect with getting older
Go on one eye on the prize.
Don't give up but yet, you got it.
Don't worry your pretty fiddling caput,
Soon you'll exist in bed
Oh what a long, long twenty-four hours it's been.

Tuesday night I'g checking in
Just to encounter how y'all're going
Are you lot good are you lot eating
I'll call you back side by side week

Expressionless Flim-flam

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 7. Dead Play tricks

Jen insists that nosotros buy organic vegetables and I must acknowledge that I was a little skeptical at first; a niggling pesticide can't hurt?

Never having too much money I get the cheap stuff at the supermarket, but they're all pumped upwardly with shit, a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.

If y'all can't run across me I can't see y'all.

Heading downwardly the Highway Hume somewhere at the end of June.

Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders.

A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar.

Sometimes I call up a single sneeze could exist the end of us, my hay-fever is turning upwards, just swerved into a passing truck.

Big business overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the right, been driving through the night to bring us the best price.

If you can't see me I can't see y'all.

More than people die on the road than they do in the sea, maybe we should mull over alternative cars instead of sharks (or only lock them up in parks where we can go and view them).

In that location'due south a bypass over Holbrook now, paid for with burgers no doubt, I've lost count of all the cows.

There'll be no salad sandwiches. The police of averages says we'll stop in the next town where petrol toll is downwards (what do I know anyway?) If yous can't see me I can't meet y'all.

Crippling Self Doubt and a General Lack of Confidence

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 7. Crippling Self Doubt and a General Lack of Confidence

Yeah they say whoever pays
The piper calls the melody
Allow's avoid the truth
Brand you all feel special

Your desperation stinks
I can olfactory property information technology on your breath
A certain absolut anosmic
Got yourself to arraign for this

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know anything
I don't owe, I don't owe annihilation

Your opinion ways a lot
Well tell me what's the utilise?
I never feel equally stupid
As when I'm effectually y'all

And indecision rots
Like a pocketbook of last weeks meat
And I guess it's difficult to keep
Everybody happy

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know annihilation
I don't owe, I don't owe annihilation

Lance Jr.

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Separate Peas – seven. Lance Jr.

I masturbated to the songs yous wrote.

Resuscitated all of my hopes.

It felt wrong but it didn't take too long.

Much appreciated are your songs.

Doesn't mean I similar you homo.

It but helps me become to slumber.

And it'due south cheaper than Temazepam.

I under-estimated your intelligence.

A trivial bit of weed mixed with some sentiment.

Over-rated films marked 'XXX' Come on play it with some tenderness.

If I Don't Hear From You This evening

Things Take Fourth dimension, Accept Fourth dimension – seven. If I Don't Hear From You lot Tonight

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, eventually information technology's fine.
Just like a lonely satellite, drifting for a little while.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you tonight.

And it's so quiet outside, with this curfew lullaby.
Is now an okay time to, tell you that I similar you lot?
I wait for your answer, wait for your answer.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you this evening.

And I swear i'll never mention, this ever once again.
But now that I got your attention, I don't wanna diameter the brains outta your caput.

All my fears collided, when our mutual friend confided in me that
There's a ninety-nine percent chance that it's requited.
I read my bible left to right,
I fantasise I'g by your side.
I lay awake and wonder why,
I pray for rain and angels cry.
If I don't hear from you this night, if I don't hear from you tonight.

Babe I need reminding, I got feelings besides.
And I tried my best to hide them, just I don't wanna hibernate anything from y'all.

Stars in the sky, are gonna dice, eventually it'south fine.
Yknow that every morn I'm rising with you on my mind.
If loving you lot's a crime, then gimme those front page headlines,
across the land and worldwide, singing I won't requite up this time.

If I don't hear from y'all tonight,
I know you probably closed your optics,
And everything will be alright,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from yous tonight,
If I don't hear from you lot this night,
If I don't hear from you tonight.

Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Get To The Party

Sometimes I Sit and Retrieve, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 8. Nobody Really Cares If Yous Don't Get To The Party

Yous e'er get what yous want and yous don't fifty-fifty try.

Your friends detest it when information technology'southward always going your style, but I'grand glad that you've that got luck on your side.

Y'all're saying definitely perhaps.

I'm saying probably no.

You say you lot'll sleep when you're dead, I'm scared i'll die in my slumber, I guess that's not a bad way to go.

I wanna get out but I wanna stay home.

Why you so eager to please? I article of clothing my heart on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the wintertime, gotta be a faux or shiver, It takes a great deal out of me.

Yes I similar hearing your stories, but I've heard them all earlier.

I'd rather stay in bed, with the rain over my head, than accept to pick my brain up off of the floor.

I wanna become out but I wanna stay home.

Help Your Self

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 8. Help Your Self

Darkness depends on where you're standing
Bound the creek northward watch the sunshine swim
You plant inner peace in the inner n-east.
Got a momentary bend
Gimme dreams up-stream
Lower Dantian screaming

You got a lot on your plate
Don't let it go to waste
Humble but hungry
Need validation

You catch the moon and so carefully
Breath out, jiff in
This tiger claw gets patient
Pull back n release.
The sign on the shelf says
"Please assistance your self"
Won't y'all tell me something new
You're in tune with who surrounds you

You got a lot on your plate
Don't let it go to waste
Humble but hungry
Need validation

Y'all got a lot on your mind
You lot know that half the time
It's only half as true
Don't allow information technology consume you

Are You Looking Later on Yourself?

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 8. Are You Looking Later on Yourself?

Are y'all working hard my darling, nosotros're so worried, always thinking of you and we but desire you to be so happy, continue on going.

I don't desire no 9 to 5, telling me that I'm live and 'Man, you're doing well!'

Have you got some money saved up for those rainy days?

You should start some sort of trust fund only incase yous fail.

My friends play in bands, they are amend than everything on radio.

Did yous see that special on Boob tube the other eve?

No my TV, it stopped working when we got here (it's been four years).

Are you eating? You sound so thin.

I don't know what I was thinking, I should get a job.

I don't know what I was drinking, I should get a domestic dog.

Should get married, have some babies, watch the evening news.

Write A List of Things to Look Frontward to

Things Take Fourth dimension, Take Time – 8. Write A List of Things to Look Frontwards to

Nobody knows, why we proceed trying, why nosotros keep trying.
And and then on it goes, I'chiliad looking forrard to the next letter of the alphabet that I'g gonna get from you.

A infant is born, equally a man lay dying, equally a human being lay dying.
And so on information technology goes, I'm looking forward to the next letter of the alphabet that I'm gonna get from you.

Sit down beside me, watch the world burn, we'll never learn nosotros don't deserve nice things.
And we'll scream, self-righteously, we did our all-time but what does that even mean.

I'one thousand walking around, walking effectually.
With my head downwardly, my caput down.
I'm pushing abroad, I'1000 pushing away.
Yeah I'm pushing away, pushing away.

Debbie Downer

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Just Sit – nine. Debbie Downer

Tell me when you lot're getting bored and I'll leave.

I'm not the one who put the concatenation around your feet.

I'one thousand deplorable for all of my insecurities, only it's just part of me.

Green-eyed is sparse considering it bites just never eats.

That'southward what a squeamish old Castilian lady once told me.

Hey Debbie Downer turn that frown upside down and merely be happy.

I don't enquire too much of y'all, it's truthful, and I tin can't read your listen.

Don't stop listening I'm non finished even so.

I'm non fishing for your compliments.

I'm growing older every time I blink my eyes.

Boring, neurotic everything that I despise.

We had some lows we had some mids we had some highs.

Sell me all your golden rules and I'll meet if that's the kind of person that I want to exist.

If I'm not happy I'll be glad I kept receipts.

I won't ask besides much of you, I used to wonder what to wear.

Don't stop listening I'grand not finished yet, I'm non fishing for your compliments.

Walkin' On Eggshells

Tell Me How You lot Really Feel – 9. Walkin' On Eggshells

Before nosotros get started I'll clean this up
No use drinkin' from a leakin' loving cup
Yknow what I mean?
Non really information technology seems

Due north when we become going' we'll go on it sane
Change is equally expert as a holiday
I'one thousand not claimin' I'm some patron saint

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what I got
I'd requite
It all away

Walkin' on eggshells gets tiring
Pullin' teeth, white knucklin'
N I don't wanna hurt your feelings
So I say zilch

Sorta self-rightous my center of gilded
Just sit back, exercise what you're told
If you spot it you lot got information technology
Well perchance I got it too

(and it goes, and information technology goes, yeah it goes away…
say what you lot mean to say)

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what I got
I'd give
Information technology all away

Say what y'all want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what yous got
You'd throw
It all away

Scotty Says

The Double EP: A Ocean of Divide Peas – 9. Scotty Says

In my wallet is a photo of you.

The day we split I ripped it in two.

Stuck it dorsum together with glue.

Tear my posters downwardly from the wall.

Don't wanna worship no dead heroes.

Everything I owned I sold.

I got lost somewhere between hither and at that place, I'm non sure what the boondocks was called.

In my pocket is a bottle of blue.

Drink it when I'm feeling misconstrued.

Don't like the gustation but I like the overview.

I made a lot of money in my days.

Spent it all on the electric current craze.

I don't see no need to save.

I got lost somewhere between here and at that place, I'1000 not certain what the town was called.

Splendour

Things Have Time, Have Time – 9. Splendour

I say, why are you always leaving me?
Yous say, y'all're the 1 leaving me.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am actually gonna miss y'all.
Really gonna miss you.

Remember when we watched that sunset?
Deep in the desert, on the cliff edge.
Some day, and then shortly, I'll exist seeing you lot
I'll exist seeing y'all.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss you.
Really gonna miss you.

Kim's Caravan

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 10. Kim's Caravan

Watermarks on the ceiling.

I can see Jesus and he'south frowning at me.

I see a dead seal on the beach.

The old man says he's "already saved it 3 times this calendar week. Approximate it just wants to die?

I would wanna dice too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air but to exist fair I've washed my share guess everybody's got their different point of view."

I was driving down sun fix strip (Phillip Island, not Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a absurd drink, took a sandy seat on the shore.

There's a paper on the footing, it makes my headache quite profound every bit I read it out aloud (It said) "The Great Barrier Reef information technology ain't so smashing anymore, It'southward been raped across belief, the dredgers treat it similar a whore."

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

We either call back that nosotros're invincible or that nosotros are invisible but realistically we're somewhere in between.

Nosotros all recollect that we are nobody but everybody is somebody else'southward somebody.

Don't ask me what I really mean, I am just a reflection of what yous really wanna encounter so take what yous want from me.

Then take what you desire from me.

So take what y'all want from me.

And then take what you want from me.

So take what you want from me.

Satellites on the ceiling, I tin can Jesus and she's smiling at me.

All I wanna say is…

Sunday Roast

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 10. Sunday Roast

Don't come up with your artillery swinging
Throw them effectually me
Some kind of sweetness relief
I promise y'all never leave
It's all the aforementioned to me

Just bring yourself
Y'all know your presence is
Nowadays plenty
I got a front row seat
Information technology'southward nonetheless to me

I spend a lotta my time
Doin' a whole lotta aught
I know you're doin' your best
I remember you're doin' just fine

I know it's been a long calendar week
And now yous're takin' your fourth dimension
Some kindness goes around
Some kinda backfires
It's yet to me

Ignore that vocalization
Information technology puts you down
Yous make your pick
I'g here for you

It'southward all the same to me
I got a lot on my listen
But I dunno how to say it
I know you're doin' your best
I remember yous're doin' just fine

Keep on keepin' on yknow yous're not alone
And I know all your stories but I'll mind to them again
And if y'all move abroad yknow I'll miss your face
It'south even so to me yknow it'due south all the same to me

Canned Tomatoes – Whole

The Double EP: A Ocean of Split Peas – 10. Canned Tomatoes – Whole

I walk slowly to the store, yous don't alive here anymore
Yous used to alive round the corner (cigarettes and alcohol)

Last week I turned xx-four, you lot don't telephone call me anymore
We used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the floor

I however go the mail for y'all, I exit it at the door
Every alphabetic character seems a warning, pay your rego past the fourth

Monday morning laundry or coffee on the garden wall
You're adept 'cause you're never boring, you should probably telephone call me more

Oh The Dark

Things Take Time, Take Time – 10. Oh The Night

Oh the night, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get depression.
And I don't really demand reminding,
I know information technology's only in my mind.

And you say that'due south show biz baby.
Zero e'er stays the same.
But I'm the same child, ever laughing
At your jokes the same old way.

Lamentable that I been slow yknow information technology takes a picayune,
Fourth dimension for me to show, how I
Really feel. Won't you meet me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

And the days seem so familiar
Similar a pic ya never seen.
Withal yous even so get that strange nostalgia
In the sentimental scenes.

Sorry that I been slow yknow it takes a piddling,
Time for me to show, how I
Really feel. Won't y'all meet me somewhere in the middle
On our ain time-zone.

Oh the nighttime, goes so slowly,
someday, I get low.
And I don't actually need reminding,
I know it'south only in my listen.

Boxing Day Blues

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 11. Boxing Day Blues

I know that I let you downwards.

You're non bang-up on what you found.

When's the funeral, practise you desire me to come?

I'm non what y'all're looking for.

My house has an open door.

You need a lock and a key.

I love all of your ideas.

You love the idea of me.

Lover I've got no idea.

Lover I've got no idea.

Lover I've got no idea.

Boxing Day Blues (Revisited)

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 11. Boxing Day Blues (Revisited)

How was your day?

Mine was OK.

Worked my fingers down to the bone.

How nearly you, what did you do?

Spent my whole night dreaming of you.

Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Solar day: thrown abroad.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

I'g feeling fine, except the times I'm not.

Why you so at-home? I wanna shout.

I wanna rip my goddamn throat out.

Similar a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

We're just like two icebergs in climate change: globe-trotting away.

Why do yous feel for me anyhow?

Porcelain

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – xi. Porcelain

I found you at the store, pretty as porcelain.

You lot are worth so much more, than what you're going for.

Don't let them handle you, you meliorate showtime praying.

That ain't no way to exist, I got a colour TV.

I'll mind a thousand times, yous tin echo yourself.

If information technology helps clear your mind, information technology'due south but another night.

Call me when you are done, I'll count my tickets up.

No need to feel so low, y'all're only as low as you could go.

Ode To Odetta

The Double EP: A Body of water of Split Peas – 12. Ode To Odetta

I sing high, you sing low.

I swing past, and you're non dwelling house.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come habitation.

I sing plain, you lot sing pretty.

Everything you say sounds easy.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come home.

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