1. |
Golden Nuggets
03:08
|
|||
well, i pan for golden nuggets through this shitstorm in my brain
i've broke a dozen eardrums and i've clogged a thousand drains
just screaming in the bathtub rubbin' dreams off of my face
singin' show tunes with the devil, blastin' holes in outer space
so sing another verse, cast another curse
kick another kingsman in the crotch and tell 'em all that he hit you first
and if the fat man he arrests you, well he's puttin' you in jail
just another file in the pie, just a little anthrax in the mail
i pan for golden nuggets through this shitstorm in my brain
i soaked up all the pleasure, took a dive into the pain
and when i lost track of the sunshine, i took a nap under the shade
another day sucked in the vortex, another dollar never made
so take em as they come, and leave em as they go
do whatchya can to lead a life you love and let those worries go
and ain't no need to mope and wonder if its all even worth yer while
take a chance, make up a dance, and hit that deathbed with a smile
i pan for golden nuggets through this shitstorm in my brain
i drank from the ganges, took a lead out of a plane
my parachute it wouldn't open, so i prayed to baby christ
it's a blind shot in the dark, man, it's a drunken roll of dice
so don't worry 'bout the end, forget about the start
kick a little shitcake on the ground, and now it's a masterpiece of art
and with your great golden machete, you can carve yourself a path
just make your own best guestimation, and let the good lord do the math
|
||||
2. |
Dry Spell Blues
03:32
|
|||
Yr comin, yr goin'
Yr foolin around
Yr high n you low n
Yr foolin around
Yr cool n I'm droolin'
Yr shakin’ it out
The way that yr movin
Yr the talk of the town
o but they’re onto you so
Yr always lookin over yr shoulder
N i'll be hangin out,
just actin the clown
As I’m watchin’ u get gradually colder
Yr hot n yr cold n
Yr foolin around
Yr rotten, yr golden
yr foolin around
Save me, I'm crazy
My heart's headin' south
My head's full of marbles
That roll outta my mouth
Holed up in yr home
Yr drinkin alone
Whatchu sold her
detatchin’ from yr sou
Yr catchin' a cold
U gotchyr fantasies filed in a folder….
*howling, noises*
Yr rippin', yr rockin'
Yr flappin’ about
Yr sippin’, yr talkin'
Yr rappin’ it out
Quit playin', I'm stayin'
ya fill me with doubt
Ya keep talkin’ trash
and I keep takin’ it out
oh but how long can this go
there’s a crack in yr skull
When you hold her
Oh baby, Say it ain't so
Yr love has gone cold
And now we’re stuck between
A rock n a boulder…
and now we’re growin’ older
|
||||
3. |
Yellow Snowcone
04:41
|
|||
there is a mark on my brain
in the shape of a train
you packin' up all of your pain
you ran away, you ran away
lost my glow in the dark
took a glue gun to my heart
old thoughts renew when we're apart
guess we were doomed straight from the start
it's an invitation
to a place that we have never been
it's a migration
to a dark and creepy carnival within
and our location is changing once again
took a train to your home
i pissed my name in the snow
i rang your door, you were alone
you said hello, i said hello
oh, hey what's up? how have you been?
hey, like the place, can i move in?
i saw your face 360 spin
oh, what a waste we've got us in
oh, what a waste we've got us in!
an impregnation
happened when you opened up that door
there's a gestation
it lasts about a half an hour tops
no more, gestation is a bore
and our ovation
is what we're standing for
*whistle solo*
it's an invitation
to a place that we have never been
it's a migration
to a dark and creepy carnival within
and our location is changing once again
|
||||
4. |
Pinecone
04:21
|
|||
spiney and spirally,
sappy and firey
pinecones (pinecones)
our bodies felt warm beside the flame
crunchy and pokey,
ya burn 'em they're smokey,
they're pinecones (pinecones)
the ash in the air spelled our yer name
and they twist, and they roll
and they'll conify your soul
found a pinecone
that was glowin' through the scales
was a hell of a rid,
when we dared to crawl inside
all the colors and visions whizzin' by
and the alien sang
in a cozy southen twang
embrace love, everything else is a shame
awoke in a flurry,
we left in a hurry,
that pinecone (pinecone)
i thought we had left it in the snow
got back to our pad,
she reached into her bag,
there's that pinecone (pinecone)
and it's glowing even brighter than before
and when we jumped in
pine needles poked our skin
burning tree sap enveloped us alive
but before we could cry
demon birds pecked out our eyes
we were sure that we'd met our demise
and the alien said with a pitchfork to our heads
RETURN THE PINECONE
OR SOON YOU'LL BOTH BE DEAD
woke up in a terror
we realized our error
that pinecone (pinecone)
belonged in the woods
that was it's home
and so we returned it
and then we burned it
that pinecone (pinecone)
turned to ash as the fire warmed our bones
*guitar solo*
as we kissed in the night
we knew that alien was right
embrace love,
but don't hold on too tight
|
||||
5. |
Helium Dreams
04:25
|
|||
And our bones will bake in the sun
and every cloud is perky and young
Tonight we'll spin cocoons
in the light of the moon
and then we'll pull our chains off and run...
And all the freaks will sneak out at night
And all our helium dreams will take flight
Just a pack of goons
On a rubber balloon
Oh, ain't this city such a pitiful sight
I remember I saw you
dreamy, whimsical, high
Sprawled out in the driveway
etchin' designs in the sky
What's keepin' us here?
Is it comfort or fear?
I can hear that open sky
callin' out your name....
And our bones will bake in the sun
and every cloud is perky and young
Tonight we'll spin cocoons
in the light of the moon
and then we'll pull our chains off and run...
And all the freaks will sneak out at night
And all our helium dreams will take flight
Just a pack of goons
On a rubber balloon
Oh, ain't this city such a pitiful sight
There you were
Starin' off into outer space
I asked you
If you wanna take a walk with me
You said, I ain't comin',
I ain't comin' down
I said, You ain't flyin', baby
You're literally on the ground
If you got nothin' left to lose
and I got nothin' left to do-do-do-do-do
Let's lift this zeppelin into the wind
and take it up to the moon
And our bones will bake in the sun
and every cloud is perky and young
Tonight we'll spin cocoons
in the light of the moon
and then we'll pull our chains off and run...
(INSTRUMENTAL)
But it's a real inconvenience time-wise
Because she's busy planning out her own demise
Here's to hoping there's a chance she can pencil me in
Between a bogus romance, and the bitter end...
Ominous and gritty,
Damn she looks pretty
Won't ya give me a try?
I can see those space monkeys
smokin' doobies in the black of her eyes
And our bones will bake in the sun
and every cloud is perky and young
Tonight we'll spin cocoons
in the light of the moon
and then we'll pull our chains off and run...
and the moon is smiling at me
and it's three in the afternoon
and I can't tell just what the hell is true
and the sun don't seem to bothered
as I gaze at her in the night
and I hope everything is going all right
all right
all right
|
||||
6. |
So Run
04:04
|
|||
Don't let this habit consume you;
Don't let it eat up your passion, son
'cause you're a living being,
and this life may be your only one
you're only one!
you're only - one step away
from the break of a day, so run
So run, so run
So run...
This battle's just begun
And you know it can be won!
An honest song is so much fun,
because it's already written
A bunch of lights will all turn on…
Our time is now,
and when it's gone, it's done
so run, so run
and if you let this traffic infuse you
they might just build a strip mall over your brain
And you can make a quick fortune
just selling' felines for a dollar 'n' change
yer runnin' games
and yer unlimited funds
gotcha swimming' it chums,
yer numb, yer numb
yer numb, yer numb
So run!
This fiddle has been strung
And there's a ghost inside your lungs
a sliding lie slips offa your tongue
yeah, but the truth shoots like a gun
Receding tides, a rising sun
reach out n seize this dream you have begun
So run, so run!
So run, so run!
(instrumental)
So run...
This battle's just begun
And you know it can be won!
An honest song is so much fun,
because it's already written
A bunch of lights will all turn on…
reach out n seize this dream you have begun
reach out n seize this dream you have begun
Our time is now,
and when it's gone, it's done
so run, so run
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Chonk, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp