Edit 4.22.14: lyrics from the snippets added. If you don't want to listen to the actual snippets, you can peep the lyrics from them here if you wish.
Brace Yourselves
Note. These lyrics are based off of the 30sec snippets. The "…." at the beginning of the quote is when the snippet started, and the "…" at the end of the quote is when the snippet ended
Camera Thief: "...Camera Thief; take pictures. Run like the parallel stitches; Attach my feet to the path I beat; teach myself to keep the answers brief. Mash my teeth like the last to feast; Imagine me…."
Arthur's Song: "...The paybacks gonna want a statement soon. Been a few years since the last cigarette but if you put your finger inside the flask its still wet. Stick with the fool; like shit to the wool; gotta get some tools to try and fix these jewels. Cause we dont need to hear ya sing of how you spent your time as king being mad at everything huh?! And even when we haven't seen the sun for days I keep squintin' like its shining right up in my face. Everyones a critic of the..."
The World Might Not Live Through The Night: "...Left hand side. Splash in the flood like youll never get dry; Run like the blood from a dead mans pride; everyone bets with their life. And lately I feel like the meal got tasty; tryna to look at what the cooks putting in the gravy. I know I'm not crazy I just got so much soul the devil hates me" Chorus: "Sing a song we will recite; work so long to build your life but it can feel so wrong to feel alright when the world might not live through the night..."
Star Shaped Heart: "...I was a lot younger. But lady luck got a box cutter. She laughs at her suitors, consumers; tune her in to let her blast out the woofers. The usual is the new normal; beautiful lurks in the background vocals. I dont shit in the sandbox; I'm not winning the dance off; And I aint trying to sound scummy, but if you lick my wounds, it tastes like money. Tattoos..."
I Love You Like A Brother: "….Trying to fight. Got ghosts that haunt that home; and if you didn't want that known then dont put it on a throne. You separate the foe from the friend by the showmanship, and the bones that dont bend. So now I'm studying your moves like, you're the only one that knew how to do right. Presented with a sleeve of success; like we all benefit if you achieve and progress. Maybe you're right maybe Im just left but.. unless you walk a flight in my steps but…"
Southsiders: "...how much you suck. and its not just you but everyone of ya, plus, follow each other around like a bunch of ducks. Just turn the music up and get dumb; stretch your skin around the biggest drum; born from a neighborhood of click and run and already gave away my last stick of gum. Spot a torch and light the ceiling; Lifes too short to fight the feeling; I get a little paranoid; but no reason when the jukebox plays "Don't Stop Believing". My level; drive like a rebel, but its all..."
Mrs. Interpret: "...Tell you you're the taste that I'm cravin'. You can't imagine all the time and dedication; trying to find a way to obtain your validation. And sometimes we stayed up until the sunrise; talkin' about nothing but that love jive; And if we gonna keep it legit I gotta, little secret that I need to admit, you see, ever since i was a teenage mess, Ive had a hard time interpreting the opposite sex, but I need you girl! Thats my word. Now could you please repeat your last few words?..."
Fortunate: "…Out at the top of your lungs, but dont wake the baby up we gotta lot to get done. That little light indicates a connection; and if its all the same I'd like to make a suggestion, see, if everybody on this comet agreed, we can set the clock to whenever we want it to be. I just, might just, modify the mileage; I dont know much, but I'm confident the fights fixed; So high that I feel like a pilot; falling out the sky full of brilliant brightness, huh! Hurry Up..."
We Aint Gonna Die Today: "….You like to complain, huh? You gonna hide till the rain comes? Feel my shine Im the same sun; No matter what I've done I remember where I came from. The flood made the neighborhood messy; but you got the keys to the Chevy. Half the drive into the afterlife so we can steal the feast out the beast's belly. (Chorus): "We aint gonna die today; right now I'm wide awake; tell her that the devil got a price to pay; letter by letter..."
My Lady Got Two Men: "...Let me start by telling you I love you; thank you for making me a part of the puzzle. I imagine it was quite the struggle; but ya still found time and taught yourself to juggle. Giiiirl would you give me a kiss for a fist full of flowers?; this could be ours. Giiirl would you get rid of that other dude? Cut him loose, and kick him to the multitude. I can't picture why, you would split your time between I and an additional guy. Seems like more wear than its worth…"
Flicker: "...Yeah Ive been drinkin'; you already know. Do I smell like escape? Probably so. I found your tape, in my old collection put it in pushed play then I poured a fresh one. I look back with a hesitant laugh, but in reality it's dark down memory ave. All the trials and suffering we shared with each other; A lot of people thought that we were actually brothers! you know me; you know I'm a control freak; who told you you could die before me! Gone! another dog lost…"
(I believe this song is about Eyedea)
January On Lake Street: "...Sing songs for the bombs that fall in the dusk; we all want a little too much; trying to clutch anything close enough to touch. And if i had the means, I would never be the mascot of y'all team. Y'all judging trials; Im shoveling miles; wanna go home and try to grow a couple of smiles. So I shift to the capital end; it happened before, and it'll happen again. Roll backwards into the street, now talk amongst yourself we try to keep it on beat! I got at least 10 minutes…."
Let Me Know That You Know What You Want Now:"… Sunday rain lets go! (most of the Chorus consists of mostly what I'm assuming is a sample that I cannot make out the words to, but I'm typing slugs rapping) get a taste of your soul when you hold breath; we act like we gotta whole lotta road left; so dont mind if I drive with the top down; let me know that you know what you want now" (Verse): "Earth bound, aim for the soft spot; so much purpose I walk like a Molotov; Shot glass…"
She Don't Know Why She Love It (Bonus): "…Roller coaster at Como. I'm at the grocery store in my bath robe; bad bad daddy and I still aint plateaued. South-sider, pied-piper; setting traps for the rats in the choir. Big Slug got love for hire; with the turntables, up on the drum riser. Now letcha mama admire this rhyme writer while I catch last dance at the lamp lighter. Don't ever fight the desire to kill a spider if it bit the hand of a vampire (chorus kicks in)..."
Hell (Bonus) "...When you can't see more than a few feet past your face; trying to navigate two feet through the avenues and alleyways from Minneapolis, to the North Cali Bay. We seen a whole lotta scene; snakes move like water in a stream; the rewrite got the green light still seem like nobody want to intervene. Every minute that passes is permanent; but you made it this far, you deserve to live; Ive had the time of my life and hurt worse than this..."
"I Don't Need No Fancy **** (Bonus): "...Peter was my peeps who used to sell weed even though he didn't need to; he says he did it for the free smoke, but honestly, he would of rather had a speedboat, or a snowmobile, or whatever see the point is he didn't move enough to make a treasure. Never coulda guessed that Pete would make a little impression on a middle-aged detective named Ham, no irony; yeah, ham. He didn't come to put the cuffs on your hands…"
Idiot (Bonus): "…When you were trying to text me; genius interrupt this; swing like Kirby Puckett; Im as subtle as an alien abduction in public, somebody call the cops! Y'all can blow the trumpet till the bubble pops and butter up another batch of those muffin tops I'm just… trying to find a balance. Wound up with a wife and gang of kids; her kiss tastes like black licourise and now Im riding in the back of her ambulance. Knock knock knocking on heavens door; let me in…."
Prelude To Hell (Bonus): "…And everybody in this **** is over-privelged. Its like I'm in a bad movie called worst party ever; a cameo from Snoop Dogg couldn't make it better; I'm looking for the line for the bathroom, but I'm too distracted by your awful tattoos. Its not meant to offend if I neglect to pretend to be impressed with the way you dress; and shut your mouth your breath smells like death; I'm convinced this whole house is possessed. A bunch of demons all of y'all are demons; I think…"
That is it y'all! Thoughts?
Should leak soon.
