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lyrics from Choe's Epitaph Is Chloe (2006 album)
“A Drug Inside Your Wrist”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – vocals, keyboard
Don’t ask me where I’m going ‘cause I don’t know when all the world is glowing bright. I need to watch myself and spiral above the red carpet. And no I won’t cry tonight. Don’t tell me that the wind is whispering the answers to me, ‘cause I already know that truth. To break her heart is to be sad, and I can’t take that kind of pressure in this instance. To climb a tree and hide away, where children go to play, and I can’t say that place is found anymore. Chloe, you cross my mind into thoughts of better times. The lake is white. The sky is bright and the waves reflect it right into my backyard tonight. Safety nets in my friend’s dreams animate into the sea. Trust in Chloe to make believe she is good, a drug inside your wrist and teeth. Chloe. To break her heart is to be sad, and I can’t take that kind of pressure in this instance. She climbs the stairs like blackened smoke, where children go to play, and I can’t say that place is profound anymore. I have lost my dancing skills; I’m confined to this bed. If you show me your new moves I will take you out on the town.
But, my headache’s killing me so I better stay locked in this place. Don’t be like me. Don’t give it up at 23. Just have fun ‘til your legs just snap off. I’m just an old man and I wanna understand. Is that too much to ask, god, you punk? I’m like a little boy and I want my favorite toy. To me it’s like a shiny red truck. When I was 23, could I tap dance like a freak? The answer to that inquiry is “yes.” I’m just an old man and I wanna understand. I guess you all wish I’d shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.
“Hospital Restrooms”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Oh, how my father loved his medicine. My teachers said it got the best of him. A land of little lives that crawl at night and hide in hospital restrooms in fright. I can’t take this torture. Pass it on. There’s got to be a soul to capture this compassion. My father spoke to me in broken words. Something about the bushes, full of birds. I can’t take this torture. Pass it on. There’s got to be a soul to capture this compassion. My father spoke to me and said “I can’t take this torture. Pass it on. There’s got to be a soul to capture this compassion.” I can’t take this torture. There’s got to be a soul to capture. I can’t take this torture. There’s got to be a soul to capture. I can’t take this torture. There’s got to be a soul to capture. I can’t take this torture. There’s got to be a soul to capture.
“Victory Of The Severed”
Lyrics by Jack Boyle and Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, keyboard
I don’t need your legs to warm me. Standing in the cold, all I could ever need is my cigarette. I’ll be there in my sheep coat that would just be sitting in my attic. I put it to use. I’ll be content freezing. Freezing. I like being cold. I like being cold. I like being cold. I like being cold. Victory of the severed with their spears of fake thoughts. Victory of the severed with their spears of fake thoughts. Swarming my chest, bearing pain. Swarming my chest, bearing pain. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me independent. You forced me. You forced me. You forced me. You forced me. You forced me. You forced me. You forced me. You forced me.
“I Love This”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set, recorder
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Luck will help you out. Love will help you out. The future: I wanna be careful not to die. I love this. Never give up and cease to try. I feel for you, man. I really mean it. I really mean it is over. Quit teaching us that god awful non-sense just so we can go to college. We’ve got our choices and we’re afraid. Where’s anarchy when you need it?
“The Glue Is Starting To Crack”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – upright honky-tonk piano, vocals
All my plans and dreams are coming true today. A number of these faceless schemes is coming into play. And, yes, I can tell the future is sweating consequence. The glue on that old green t-shirt is starting to crack and loneliness, the only sense, is holding you back from what you see. You see? All my marble graphings have turned the air to stone. The ceiling lights caress the white speakers when you’re not home. And, yes, I can play those sad games. And, yes, I can see your eyes. The glue on that old green t-shirt is starting to crack and loneliness, the only sense, is holding you back. Reality has other plans and demands you to be into more diversity. Reflections light your city ‘cause you are learning from me. And, when you go to write your paper on the matter, remember. Remember. Remember. Remember. All my plans and dreams are coming true today. A number of these faceless schemes is coming into play. And, yes, I can tell the future. And, yes, I can see you eyes. And, yes I can feel the sorrow. It’s coming down tonight.
“Keep It Up”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Standing on the other side of your line. I don’t think I even wanna try. Every weekend like a religion, we’ll be just fine. I’ll never not appreciate this life I’ve been alive in. I’ll never not appreciate this life I’ve been alive in. Standing on the other side of your line. If it ever ended I would cry. I’ve already made my decision. We’ll be just fine. I’ll never not appreciate this life I’ve been alive in. I’ll never not appreciate this life I’ve been alive in. Keep it up. Keep it up. Keep it up.
“Get Out Of My Head”
Lyrics by Pepe Parish and Lee Boyle
Jack – keyboard, upright honkey-tonk piano
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar, vocals, Arp Odyssey synthesizer
Lee – drum set, guitar, vocals
1, 2, 3: I want to kill, I want to maim the world and nothing is the same. You think you’re cool. I think you’re lame. Your lazy life is just a game. I’ve got to tell you, sir, you’re the best, sir, at what you do, sir, you’re a loser. You’re a juicer, drug abuser, lowest form of life, a boozer. If I possibly could kill you, slit your throat, you know I would. You better leave me now. You’re in for death. Believe me that I could kill you in my room, hit you with a broom, stab you with a knife, you’re in for a doom, shoot you in the head, make you end up dead, beat you to a pulp. Get out of my head. Disgusted with the world; disgusted with myself, I need to go find somebody, find somebody else. Disgusted with the world; disgusted with myself, I need to go find somebody, find somebody else. Disgusted with the world; disgusted with myself, I need to go find somebody, find somebody else. Disgusted with the world; disgusted with myself, I need to go find somebody, find somebody else. I want to kill, I want to maim the world and nothing is the same. You think you’re cool. I think you’re lame. Your lazy life is just a game. I’ve got to tell you, sir, you’re the best, sir, at what you do, sir, you’re a loser. You’re a juicer, drug abuser, lowest form of life, a boozer. If I possibly could kill you, slit your throat, you know I would. You better leave me now. You’re in for death. Believe me that I could kill you in my room, hit you with a broom, stab you with a knife, you’re in for a doom, shoot you in the head, make you end up dead, beat you to a pulp. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out!
“Full-Frame Movies”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, keyboard
2,000 pounds of unrealized. Ruined my life just like this song. Sat on my life just like a mountain. Those carousels lit up my eyes. Full-frame movies, just like when I was young. Those baseball games lit up my eyes. Games. It seems strange. Ruined my life just like my jokes. Into the ground, just like my jokes. Life’s finger tips feel like a song. 2,000 pounds of unrealized. 2,000 pounds of unrealized.
“Painting A Picture Over And Over”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Stupid dunces, dumb opinions, stay the same way year after year. Things will never not change themselves. No solution, don’t ignore it. Things will never not change themselves. No solution, don’t ignore it. Close-minded freaks, you have no hope. Close-minded freaks, you have no hope. Things will never not change themselves. No solution, don’t ignore it. Things will never not change themselves. No solution, don’t ignore it. Everything will change when you open your eyes. Everything will change when you open your eyes.
“Plead Insanity”
Lyrics by Pepe Parish
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar, vocals
Pepe – vocals, upright honky-tonk piano
Lee – drum set
Like I said some other time, I won’t know why I am here. You look like you need a jump. I feel you death is coming near. I wish I had a gun. I’d shoot you, no hesitation. You are so fundamental. I’m living life in a ration. I can’t go no more. Life is at its door. Die down on the floor. Insanity, live with gore. I can’t go no more. Life is at its door. Die down on the floor. Insanity, live with gore. Killing all of my best friends, I don’t know what’s in my head. Everything you say offends. In moments you will be dead. I think I will plead the fifth. I know I’m going off the edge. Maybe you can charm the whip; maybe you will get the wedge. I can’t go no more. Life is at its door. Die down on the floor. Insanity, live with gore. I can’t go no more. Life is at its door. Die down on the floor. Insanity, live with gore.
“Explode The Sky”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – vocals
Pepe – vocals
Lee – vocals, Rhodes electric piano
(*special guests Brendan Gauntner, Cory Foster, Jill Dickinson, Steve Boyle, Khaled Tabbara, Kris Mills, Liz Reeves, and Billy James – vocals)
Gloomy, and I’m filled with cement. It’s roomy in this apartment. Assuming that I will never fit. Blooming is life; I don’t see it. Screeching of pain and of torture. Burning, today’s another scorcher. Black dust is filling up my eyes, blind. No trust is forming and I’m confined. Blue cars are crashing on the four-way. Green stars are strung across the doorway. Explode the sky into my small town. A long road is the thing that I found. Explode the sky. The colors will fly. The purple and white, it’s all just a sight. Explode the sky. The colors will fly. The purple and white, it’s all just a sight. Explode the sky. The colors will fly. The purple and white, it’s all just a sight.
“Blue”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Fame, you can’t take it away from me. It belongs to you. And, it’s the same if you take my pride from me ‘cause you’re all I need. And, food, you can take it all away ‘cause I want you. And, sound, you can take it away for a day ‘cause, all around, all I need is you or else I’ll be blue. I’ll stick to you like glue. All I need is you. All I need is you or else I’ll be blue. I’ll stick to you like glue. All I need is you. Love, you can’t take it away from me. It belongs to you. And, shine, I can’t take away your shine. You’re more than bright. You’re mine and I just can’t start to express, I just can’t stress your meaning to me and to the world. You’re the only girl for me. That’s why I’m yours. You’re all I need. All I need is you or else I’ll be blue. I’ll stick to you like glue. All I need is you. All I need is you or else I’ll be blue. I’ll stick to you like glue. All I need is you.
“A Drug Inside Your Wrist Part II”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – vocals, keyboard
Chloe, when you spiral ‘bove the carpet, it’s a shame. It’s a shame. Chloe, when you spiral ‘bove the carpet, it’s a shame. It’s a shame. Chloe, when you spiral ‘bove the carpet like that, makes my skin jump out of my feet. Chloe, when you spiral ‘bove the carpet like that, makes my skin jump out of my feet, makes my skin jump out of my feet. A drug inside your wrist, a drug inside my wrist. A drug inside my wrist is clean. My wrist is clean. A drug inside your wrist, a drug inside my wrist. A drug inside my wrist is clean. My wrist is clean from all the trash you tried to store inside for years on end, inside my home, inside my home, inside my home, inside my home.
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lyrics from The Red Wheelbarrow (2009 album)
“Party In Your House”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set, party horn
Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar, party horn
Lee – vocals, electric piano, party horn
(*special guest Steve Boyle – party horn)
We’re gonna have a party in your house tonight. We’re gonna have a party; everything’s gonna be alright. We’re gonna have a party in your house tonight. We’re gonna have a party; everything’s gonna be alright. When you are gone in college, will you remember me always? I don’t think you’ll have a reason to leave me behind with the season. Remember the street fairs and bumper cars. Remember the sweet, flaring summer stars. Remember the red jeans and wooden floors. Remember the ice cream and candy stores. We’re gonna have a party in your house tonight. We’re gonna have a party; everything’s gonna be alright. We’re gonna have a party in your house tonight. We’re gonna have a party; everything’s gonna be alright. Climbing in the magnolia; basements full of China Cola. I don’t know if I ever told ya, but we’ll still be friends when we’re older. Remember the street fairs and bumper cars. Remember the sweet, flaring summer stars. Remember the red jeans and wooden floors. Remember the ice cream and candy stores. Remember the seats in the back woods. Remember the streets in the neighborhood. Remember the night-time driveway. Remember how all of us used to say: We’re gonna have a party in your house tonight. We’re gonna have a party; everything’s gonna be alright. We’re gonna have a party in your house tonight. We’re gonna have a party; everything’s gonna be alright.
“Ellison’s Harlem”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar, acoustic 2-string guitar
I told you that I want to live under the world. I hope you never want to try to change my mind. Hiding in the coal under the New York sewers, the bottom of the city’s all I have to find. Harlem threw us away at the end of the day. Harlem put me down here. They were driving my fear. When I stand half-way in and half-way out of my own shadow, shoved into the night, Illuminated by my life, I look back up towards Harlem. I’m falling deeper still, when I stand half-way in and half-way out of my own shadow, my shadow, my shadow, my shadow. I told you that I have a map inside my eyes. I told you of the places where I want to live. Why won’t you come with me? Why won’t you come down?
The bottom of the city’s all I have to give. Harlem threw us away at the end of the day. Harlem put me down here. They were driving my fear. When I stand half-way in and half-way out of my own shadow, shoved into the night, Illuminated by my life, I look back up towards Harlem. I’m falling deeper still, when I stand half-way in and half-way out of my own shadow, my shadow, my shadow, my shadow. I told you that I want to live under the world. I hope you never want to try to change my mind.
“Rainy And Stormy”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – upright honky-tonk piano, vocals
I like it when it’s rainy and its stormy out, when it’s cold and it’s grey and it’s stormy out. The weather and the sun, in the grainy south, has just about gone and done and wore me out. Then, the sun creeps up from behind the lonely clouds and its raining again. I like it in the weather, in the grey sunshine when it creeps right up from a farmer’s eyes and I run through a neighborhood of old clotheslines and it paints a louder sound in my night-time cries. Then, the sun creeps up from behind the lonely clouds and its raining again. And, I ask you about the snow in your hair and the miracles happening everywhere and a town that seems to never care. And, they blow right passed in their despair without me. I know that I can help them see. Without me. I know that I can help them see. Why’d you have to leave me in the middle of that lecture hall? Why’d you have to leave me? I was just about fall into your arms, so tight around me, they could really make me fly and take me to a place where I am not as afraid to die. Why you acting sad when there’s styles you never knew? You’re acting sad even though I’m close to you. You’re acting sad and, just like that, I’m acting sad too. Why you acting scared when you know there’s nothing there? You’re shivering when I cured all your nightmares. You’re acting scared and, just like that, I’m acting scared too. I like it when the kids come play with me, little kids from the block with their monster trucks. They ask me if they can come stay with me and I only got one bedroom, man, it’s just my luck. Then someone creeps up from behind and says to me “they can all stay with me.” And, I ask you about the snow in your hair and the miracles happening everywhere and a town that seems to never care. And, they blow right passed in their despair without me. I know that I can help them see. Without me. I know that I can help them see. Why’d you have to plug that upside-down Jesus light bulb in? Now you’ve gone to town with it, trying to cure my sins. Into the sky, I think I’ll fly when I am ready, and I don’t need God. At least not the same one you speak of. He sounds like a snob. Why you acting sad when there’s styles you never knew? You’re acting sad even though I’m close to you. You’re acting sad and, just like that, I’m acting sad too. Why you acting scared when you know there’s nothing there? You’re shivering when I cured all your nightmares. You’re acting scared and, just like that, I’m acting scared too.
“Egypt Then Roswell”
Lyrics by Pepe Parish
Jack – cymbals
Pepe – vocals, acoustic six string guitar, noise (kicking an upright honky-tonk piano)
Lee – organ synthesizer, noise (kicking an upright honky-tonk piano)
(*special guest Pete Drivere – background synthesizer sound effects)
They touched down first in Egypt. They came again in Roswell. They’ll come again and kill us.
“Laugh And Cry”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – vocals, electric piano
I laugh and I cry. I know what you want me to be. Then I step outside. I know that’s what I want to be. Turn off the light. Let the dark sink into me. The worlds always bright, even when I cannot see. And, now there’s a place where I feel better. Now there’s a place I belong. You’re holding me up. “The perfect person” you call me. It’s breaking me up. But, with a dead heart I still breathe. And, now there’s a place where I feel better. Now there’s a place I belong. Now there’s a place where I feel better. Now there’s a place I belong.
“Flight Of Owls”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set, vocals
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar, vocals
Lee – electric 2-string guitar, vocals
Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Hey! Owls are in the air tonight. Hey! Owls are in the air tonight. Hey! Owls are in the air tonight. Hey! Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. 1, 2, 3, 4: Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight. Owls are in the air tonight.
“Office Supplies”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric piano
If your office supplies last, and you’re still just living fast, come back and live away from me, alone. And, if your fancy things stay good, and your dress is flowing like it should, come back and live away from me, alone. Small businesses rage across the night sky, into the night. We staged a loss the minute we said it felt right. It’s a heavy cost to be in it, flying like a kite. If your fancy things stay good, and your dress is flowing like it should, come back and live away from me, alone. And, if love seems outdated, and if life seems too complicated, come back to the U.S. of A. Hey! Small businesses rage across the night sky, into the night. We staged a loss the minute we said it felt right. It’s a heavy cost to be in it, flying like a kite.
“Tell Me You Love Me”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – vocals, tambourine
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Slow and old and tired and feeling insecure, my eyes have sunken in and my mouth can’t say a word. Gradually, my balance has hung me out to dry. I can’t ignore the pressure of always asking why. Everything is burning and sweat falls from my hair. And, every day is learning why you’re never there. And, lately, the feeling is fake, and I need to make it real. And, tell me you love me tonight, ‘cause I need to make it real. Happy with you by me, I skip down the sidewalk. Holding hands and smiling and having a long talk about the busy cities that always stay on track. Never showing pity, they’re just about to crack. And, as this town is silent, I notice where we are. I notice I’m in love with you while staring at the stars. And, lately, the feeling is fake, and I need to make it real. And, tell me you love me tonight, ‘cause I need to make it real. And, lately, the feeling is fake, and I need to make it real. And, tell me you love me tonight, ‘cause I need to make it real.
“Army Men”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, keyboard
You dress us up in green. I can’t try to win. Ring the doorbell and run. You hide us in the sun. What kind of control do you think you have over me? What kind of control do you think you have over me? My raging heart is dead. Blood flows around my head. I can’t flush it down to the ground, to the ground. You throw us in a field. I can’t try to win. You use us as a shield. My corpse’s face will never be won. My corpse’s face will never be won. You better think again. We’re not your army men. You must be crazy. You must be crazy. Life is too precious to waste.
“Great Days”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – vocals, acoustic six-string guitar
Lee – vocals, acoustic 2-string guitar
Great days come and go for me. Today’s one for me. And, I’ll tell you right now, you’ll never give your dedication to this kind of fun. X-rays of the newest guns; can you get me one? I can use it break down my useless dedication to this kind of fun. Can you tell me the scene? Can you describe the view? Can you kiss me goodbye if I ask? Living in a cocoon with the fragrance of noon, it’s the only thing I can smell. Deafness chases me along and sings its ugly songs, songs that begin and end in the worst place that you need patience to understand. Flowers bloom their ugly bloom and your giant head looms in and out of the trees. I can follow until we get this breeze again. Can we romp in the hills?
Can we play in the clouds? Will you rip me apart if I ask? With eroding towers, the universe of creatures, they live in a forest that fell. At the wisps of the sky, you’ll be wondering why we were saving this moment so long. At the wisps of the sky, you’ll be pointing your eyes and asking why this took so long. It’s long gone.
“Nursery”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – drum set
Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – electric piano, vocals
It’s cold in this neck of Ohio tonight and the style is right for a sad winter song. I feel lost like a speck in a pile, out of sight. And, though I try with all might, I just don’t feel that strong. As we walk through a field, trekking on snowy dirt, my eye’s start to hurt, trying to see you smile. And, we talk about fears, making our stories short. You are scared to get shot. Your bravery goes for miles. And, there’s more miles to go as we walk the train track. I think we lost the rain back in the woods we just hiked. And, the store signs can glow as you watch sidewalk cracks. I think we lost the town back, trading street lamps for kites. The nursery and all of the trees cross over the dark. And, some old parking lots hold my whimpering thoughts and I’m on the next train, you and me, you and me. Can’t you see what this means in the light of a torch? Realize nothing is forced. Nothing is forced. It’s cold in this neck of Pennsylvania tonight with airplanes in flight, they plummet at my car. And, it’s cold and I talk and I strain you to fight about pain at its height and whatever you are. And, it’s cold in this camp in Kentucky tonight and the river’s a sight as you sit on a branch. And, we’ve rolled up our sleeves and are lucky to fight, with pain at its height, and we’re taking a chance. The nursery and all of the trees cross over the dark. And, some old parking lots hold my whimpering thoughts and I’m on the next train, you and me, you and me. Can’t you see what this means in the light of a torch? Realize nothing is forced. Nothing is forced. The nursery and all of the trees cross over the dark. And, some old parking lots hold my whimpering thoughts and I’m on the next train, you and me, you and me. Can’t you see what this means in the light of a torch? Realize nothing is forced. Nothing is forced. Nothing is forced. Nothing is forced. Nothing is forced.
Lyrics from new songs (unrecorded):
“12 And 9”
Lyrics by Pepe Parish and Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
When I was 12 and you were 9, I never thought I’d look behind and say that I was satisfied with my own life after all. Well, I guess it started in elementary school, when all the kids said I broke the rules and they looked at me and I knew that I was different. Please, please don’t let them kill us. Please don’t let them fill us with self-regret.
We’ve come this far. Please don’t let them kill us. Please don’t let them fill us with self-regret. When I was 12 and you were 9, I never thought I’d be this fine today and notice the leaves in every tree and the stars. Well, I don’t know how it came to this, from shadowed corners to bright bliss. I stayed long enough to endure the rough of this life. Please, please don’t let them kill us. Please don’t let them fill us with self-regret.
We’ve come this far. Please don’t let them kill us. Please don’t let them fill us with self-regret.
“Heaven And Ice Cream”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Pepe Parish
Jack – drum set
Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
Streetlights casting a glare. Dare to stare into the holes where we dwell. The morning air slices deep through my skin, like a sin. To get to the head of this life. Now begin the slow, big, sad sacrifice to the grave. Traveling blind through the day on the paved road of dreams, mountains and streams, heaven and ice cream. But, it seems these schemes need redeemed. A thought had once crossed through my mind. How I find to be this far in a life suits me fine. If everything goes down the drain, I remain. Just play this song in your head and refrain from slow, big, sad sacrifice to the grave. Traveling blind through the day on the paved road of dreams, mountains and streams, heaven and ice cream. But, it seems these schemes need redeemed. I tried to move to Tennessee. It followed me. I tried to move to Kentucky. It followed me. I tried to move to N.Y.C. It followed me. I tried to drown in the sea. It followed me on roads of dreams, mountains and streams, heaven and ice cream. But, it seems these schemes need the road of dreams, mountains and streams, heaven and ice cream. But, it seems these schemes need redeemed.
“I Think I See You”
Lyrics by Lee Boyle
Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar
Pepe – drum set
Lee – vocals, keyboard
I saw you start to get older as you jokingly glared at me. I saw the weather get colder in the depths of a stirring sea. I saw what your mother’s mother saw in the seventies. I am a giant spruce seeing growth in a baby tree. I saw the wrinkles emerge for a moment. I have always imagined it; now I know it. Leather bibles hit me in the back of my head and I topple into endless canyons. I’m dreaming. I think I’m dreaming. And, I won’t remember all my friends when I get older towards the end. Let’s duck away and run and hide behind the dumpster where you cried. And, we’ll get older. Everyone will see us drop dead, one by one. The neighborhood will disregard the presence of the wild card. I see you. I think I see you when you get old. I saw you start to get older as you sadly explained to me you were off of your medicine for your anxiety. I saw the wrinkles emerge and it got weird. I saw you standing alone in the dark with your worst fears. Leather bibles hit me in the back of my head and I topple into endless canyons. I’m dreaming. I think I’m dreaming. And, I won’t remember all my friends when I get older towards the end. Let’s duck away and run and hide behind the dumpster where you cried. And, we’ll get older. Everyone will see us drop dead, one by one. The neighborhood will disregard the presence of the wild card. I see you. I think I see you when you get old.
“Kitty-Cat Eyes”
Lyrics by Pepe Parish
Jack – drum set
Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar
Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar
All your friends say they love you. Your family says they do too. Look up at me with your open, wide eyes. Look up at me with your kitty-cat eyes and we sail the sea. All my life is lived for you. Everything, it’s all for you. Look up at me with your open, wide eyes. Look up at me with your kitty-cat eyes and we sail the sea, and we sail the sea.
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