Lyrics
Waiting on the stairs
Lost to the lonesome
Drop me off
The trouble with river cities
Cavalry
Song writes itself
Your desert’s not a desert at all
Tenement teeth
Rooftops (Chanson de la mite) (the moth song)
Anytown graffiti
7th and 17th
Waiting On the Stairs
she’s waiting on the staircase hey, hey!
you got skin like porcelain, skin like porcelain
tips me like a domino on some days
but we could jump off of a cliff into a wedding ring
and if the heat pipes are shut off
our walls would never sting
you got a small town stare like a signal flare
i’m hiding in the bathroom hey, hey!
skin like porcelain, skin like porcelain
poisoning me on most days
we should jump off of a cliff into a wedding ring
and if the heat pipes are shut off
our walls would never sting
they’d begin to sing
i can’t stand that record
i can’t stand you breaking down
i can’t stand that record
i can’t stand you breaking down
come sit next to me
i am not your enemy
come sit next to me
i am not your enemy
come admit it to me
have i become your enemy?
come admit it to me
that i have become your enemy
Lost to the Lonesome
hey, we should write our name on every wall we see
hey, we should break our wallets at every bar
hey, we could break the bed without broken hearts
la la la la
and we could leave the lonely and lost
to their lonesome hearts
don’t just stand there with your face in your hands
don’t just stand there
clean up your broken glass!
hey, we should crash the party on new years eve
hey, we should write our name on every wall we see
la la la la
and we could leave the lonely and lost
to their lonesome hearts
don’t just stand there like a ghost in my room
don’t just stand there with that same old t.v. set
don’t just stand there pointing out west
and don’t stand there telling me i’m nothing
don’t just stand there just tell me i’m something
don’t just stand there just tell me i’m something
don’t just stand there i am something
Drop me off
a sea of comfort and serene
we’re walking through some fields of glass
up to our waist into our past
watch the road girl you are driving
you’ll probably kill us both
or drop me off there at the corner
it’s better if we don’t
but you are the fortunate one in this song
you are the fortunate one so wake up, wake up
we should make a holiday cause we probably seen it all
and if my name is dead weight
it’s been carried on too far
up came the windy night
don’t ask me about the cold ones
cause i was saving up my stares
and bouncing them off no one
so turn your head girl you are driving
you’ll probably kill us both
or drop me off there at the corner
it’s better if we don’t
you are the fortunate one in this song
you are the fortunate one in this song
you are the fortunate one
so wake up
or leave
The Trouble with River Cities
t-top camaro
is the wind done blowin you down?
do you need oxygen
do you need out of your room
are we waiting on a hot air balloon?
at times when you tremble
you seem to resemble
a window that stayed open too long
and your old crown of thorns
he knocks at your door
and you trade places with the shadows on the floor
there will be hells to pay
for all we forgot to say or criss-crossed up some mixed up love
and yeah there’s an undertow
but it ain’t got me
it comes through the ceiling
it is listening through the wall
and it’s waiting in the empty hall.
well reach for your branch
in your avalanche cause it might be your walking stick home
chorus
i know i know
it’s the trouble with river cities
i know i know…
that’s the trouble with river cities
Cavalry
Lyrics: Herb
make their way over the barbed wire
the sun beats down upon our town
the red faced angry folk stomp all around
screaming high demands
some with rifles in their hands
and one by one and two by two
three by three then four
make their way over the barbed wire singing
la,la,la,la,la,la,la………….
one by one and two by two
the great catapults are strained
and downward they descend upon our town
there’s a billow of smoke
it floats from the mountaintops
the cavalry now strained
flank single file lines
and storm like crazy
booms and slings "charge" the great general screams!
"everyone to his grave!"
or so the legend goes cause none were saved
none were saved
singing la,la,la,la………
Song writes itself
Lyrics: McCarthy
in a dope nose delirium
you got a fragile face in a public place
we walk through the night to get it right
to have a confession
got a pen in my hand
got a girl in my head
got crumbling teeth
i got dirty sheets
i walk through the night
with a thorn in my side
and with no connection
the days just roll by
and the songs write themselves
like little bombs they just blow up
friendly fire that shoots itself
this is the house that you’re from
and that is how far you’ve come
i know why you left
i think it’s best you get far away
and set it to flames
the days just roll by
and the songs write themselves
like little bombs they just blow up
friendly fire that shoots itself
and the days just roll by
the songs write themselves
like little bombs they just blow up
friendly fire that shoots itself
Your Desert’s not a Desert at all…
wheel keeps clicking
wheel keeps clicking
cracked hands
my mind keeps ticking
my mind keeps ticking
we are in some dry land
but your desert’s not a desert at all
you’re with some divided man
just be careful you don’t fall apart
call me if you want to break out
call me if you can’t win
we can find some desert hideout
your desert’s not a desert at all
ain’t it strange the lack of color?
but it’s all together colorful
ain’t it strange to lack color?
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you from way back when
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you, i knew you way back then
so call me if you want to break out
call me if you can’t win
we can find some desert hideout
and let the desolation sink in
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you from way back when
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you, i knew you way back then
you desert’s not a desert at all
Tenement Teeth
for our halfway hearts and tenement teeth!
a beat
to fill up the room
they’ll be splitting soon and dancing without feet
a song
when the days are long and your friends have gone
lock the door, it won’t hurt no more
you won’t feel the floor
it’s only love
it’s only love
we did this before it’s only love
and when the record’s done
let it scrape and scratch
let’s drag up the past and dance
so give us a beat
for our halfway hearts and tenement teeth!
it’s only love
it’s only love
we did this before it’s only love
recognized it right from the start
it was the sound of a breaking heart
are we hammering in our nails?
are we taking down the sails?
according to the pages in books
on modern psychology
a broken heart might not restart
and very well might follow me
down into the water, down into the water
and downward we descend
well i kissed your lips of ruby red
and this is what was said
"land"
"land"
"land"
"land"
Rooftops
let’s make our mind stop
look at the time now dear…
are we heading out west
cause this place is a mess
but i found treasures here
the catskills aren’t far
we could sleep in the car
we could listen to songs
but i can tell by your face
we don’t fit in this place
and you knew all along
all along
Anytown Graffiti
we were out there in the snow
you looked like a friend of mine
there were footprints on the ground
there were songs in my mouth
but i couldn’t get them out in time
we were lying on our backs
and the sky went black
you were pointing out some constellation
but will you whisper in my ear
how we threw away the years
now that would be a conversation
drown with a pencil on dry ground
let’s have a night on the town
get in this car and we’ll
drive around
get in this car
we’ll get out of this place
to county line road near the air force base
i’d kiss them tears
right off your face
get in this car
and get out of this place
to county line road near the air force base
i’d kiss them tears
right off your face
please put out the fire in your mind
please put out the fire
to this same old conversation
7th and 17th
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