Lyrics


Butter Children

Madam
Three Shades
Starving
At Least Emily
Tickling MTC
Cloud Room
Meshuginugh
U Turn
Ether's July


		i think we're talking to myself again 
		enwrapped in backwards conversation in my head 
		the smoky faces i inhale 
		chew and swish, regurgitate the swallowed words 

		i feel the blood boil 
		i see the hammer come down 
		i watch the eyes roll back in the head 
		it's sick but it's not boring 

		i think we're talking to myself again 
		licking up and down the razor blade 
		discount on the panacea, 
		have you heard? 
		another reason to be merciless 

		i feel the blood boil 
		i see the hammer come down 
		i watch the eyes roll back in the head 
		it's sick but it's not boring 

		(spoken word) 
		the changing modes of light 
		and shadowy bliss on a mountain peak 
		throw off the girls 
		throw off the ones who kiss 
		and bliss is quivering flesh beneath the brow 
		ask us how and we will fight 
		the hour is changing 
		the polarization of thought parameters 
		i tried to understand 
		to feel 
		to know 
		but the fat man burns in the furnace 
		and the jolly elves stamp my hands 
		i fell asleep to find myself awake 
		and went out to see what i missed 
		and she gave me flowers 
		and i was happy again like way back when 
		oh but i walked the walklight at night 
		furry creature 
		and the dog told me 
		and the dog showed me life 
		"sometimes we fall and we get up" 
		"and we fall again and we get up again" 

		slam the door on poverty and turned and begged 
		and took the charity for everything it had 
		we're so screwed we can't remember why we were mad 
		another reason to be merciless 

		i feel the blood boil 
		i see the hammer come down 
		i watch the eyes roll back in the head 
		it's sick but it's not boring 

		it's sick but it's not boring 
		it's sick but it's not boring 
		you're guaranteed to like it 
		you're guaranteed to laugh 
		it's sick but it's not boring