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my life should be perfect, every moment
cinematic, dramatic and important
and no matter how low i fall
i'll rise again to orchestra music before you all
in the end i know that ill be happy
though i'm old and fat with liver spots and acne
and when those pretty memories all blur
ill run my hand over wrinkled letters
every word
and the love will rush back into my heart
like a rainbow of oceans or an explosion of every star
and ill remember, yes ill remember
the beauty the love and the joy
if i became a crook id be remembered
be biographed in books read in november
and if you read my tales of cunning
be inspired to turn something into nothing
if i became a man of many vices
id devour all the garbage life entices
and even if my heart stops beating
my hunger wont allow me to stop eating
and the devils all will laugh and dance with delight
around my grave upon a wave of dirt in moonlight
and ill regret. yes ill regret
the sorrow, the love, the beauty im thinking of, the sorrow, the love, and the joy
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O' Hungry Ghost
05:20
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there was a time when you could look me in the eye
and see everything i could feel
and i know if you were to show around here
i wouldnt see the point in any of it
but dont stand too close
youll get bit by the ghost that's haunting me
and very possibly, your life may very well explode
dont be too fooled if my touch may be cool
im burning up and im learning nothing may ever fix me again
i could take you number
and i could call your phone
but you'da never know the depths of my sun
and i could write you love songs that tell you who i am
but you wont understand what i go through
but dont stand too close
youll get bit by the ghost that's haunting me
and very possibly, your life may very well explode
dont be too fooled if my touch may be cool
im burning up and im learning nothing may ever fix me again
so march on by
i'll let you go
here is a song
to let you know
we are alive
but don't fit together
so i let us die
drift away forever
well you're cute, you're nice, you're funnier
than i could ever dream
but in my dreams i scream and scream until i wake
well you see my pain, it cant be seen
not visible to the eye
and if i die cant be that guy to just go and break your heart
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Erica the Beautiful
04:55
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you tore me open
bone broken easy
like marlon brando
you smoked cigars
a cross sriracha
upon petunia
when you held me i felt so warm
and even if you never held on tight
i thought maybe she just hated me or life
and she couldnt or she wouldnt even try
to look at my directly in the eye
so i said goodnight
our last chance has passed and so too has the answer
tonight
i dreamt of our marriage and woke up in a fright
why dont you text me?
are you too sexy
to rag about me
to your own girls
you think youre foxie
but i got moxie
and nothin ever gonna stop me in the world
you cancer
you broadway dancer
you gypsy singin ringin out so loud
you froze me
and you bulldoze me
you let me let you go and break my heart
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Staying Awake (Deathbed)
05:28
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if good crazy is what we be then take it from no im not tryin
if trying to hold on to anything is a useless thing then no i aint cryin
if cryin is too obvious yall are on to us cuz our makeup is runnin
its cause we're runnin on a funny song so dumb and wrong til we're done and on our deathbeds
oh deathbed i hope you aint to comfortable
and may your blankets not reach past my feet
each foot i cross until my life is lost
ima roll my windows down
turn the radio up
shake my head like a wet dog and fight off my final sleep
but if you're asleep at the wheel with a dream so real of an old man singing "oh im on my way"
then you're way too gone and no happy song can write the wrong so you best go on and pray
but as for me i wont take a knee i got my dignity, oh, i am standin
but i can't stand these pious plans so tricky and not with me so im lying
but lyin down underneath a crying moon
way up in the sky in a chamber of starlight
is how i choose to go
if i really must go
ill drink my weight and scream
curse every odd damn thing
until i fight off my final sleep
but when im dead
dont throw me no funeral
in fact throw the sad and crying right into the sea
i want a barrel of your favorite drinks
a big party ragin while my coffin sinks
getchyall drunk enough to sing
stoned enough to think
what a wonderful thing it was to me
to enjoy this happy company
condemned to life in a strange and beautiful world
my sentence is up and now im finally free
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Casio Mio Columbia, South Carolina
lee garrett = drummings
pedro ldv = throat strings / guitar strings
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