
SEYMOUR
MUSIC
SEYMOUR
So syrup sweet it tasted bitter
Don't act like he's the only one
Now Seymours with the baby sitter
Surveying all the damage done
Well a lot of good all of that did
Now there's a mark across my hand
My teeth, they taste like stomach acid
At night they crumble into sand
Oh please don't act like you don't know (X3)
When you know, oh don't you know
It's such a sin, I'm such a sinner
To love someone who don't exist
Now Seymour's face is looking thinner
I guess he's had enough of this
Oh please don't act like you don't know (X3)
When you know, oh don't you know
Oh please don't act like you don't know (X3)
When you know, oh don't you know
COLLAR
Another day, another collar
With dried crumbs to shave a dollar off
Sittin' on the corner of the the counter
'Cause most people don't look down there
And the street won't acknowledge the rain on my feet
'Til another wave turns up the heat
And this stamp of approval makes you think:
How could I leave?
Another weight upon your shoulders
Chips off, calls you a coward-man
Trailing thoughts of magnolias
And the rain wonders why it covers them
And the street won't acknowledge the rain on my feet
'Til another wave turns up the heat
And this stamp of approval makes you think:
How could I leave?
And the street won't acknowledge the rain on my feet
'Til another wave turns up the heat
And this stamp of approval makes you think:
How could I leave?
NO TALKIN'
Time to get your car back outta the way
Several times this month, not including today
And they told me to come here
But that was several hours ago, it's not clear what you want so just take it from me oh yeah
And Dave's gone over the edge since the last time I saw him
Him and Leigh work at this place just outside of town
And they told me that it's different now--oh
Workin' for yourself, workin' for yourself
I'm the one that thinks it's different now
Since the hospital day when you broke down
I'm the one that thinks it's different now
Since the day is shit 'til six o'clock
And don't knock on the glass, just tap on the door
You can come in if you'll stay for a while
I got a few things to say to you
It's been three years comin', don't I always come through?
I'm the one that thinks it's different now
Since the hospital day when you broke down
I'm the one that thinks it's different now
Since the day is shit 'til six o'clock
You broke down, you broke down
CALAMINE
Sitting in straight-back chairs but our backs were bent
The gnats got stuck in the AC vent
In the Chinese restaurant we could smell the scent
Of hangovers and mouthwash
Of Stories from the night before
of bleeding hearts that we ignored
of sweet and sour, orange red
of hand-shake drugs, and empty heads
and Calamine
Calamine
The door chime rings through the sweating air
When the breeze swept in I could smell your hair
And I picked a scab and I wondered where
All the dust comes from on the table
The dog days are upon us now
As we drift on through the cosmic cloud
I can't remember ever how
The sun was not so heavy
Calamine
Calamine
BLEEDING HEART
Can we drive around, put your top down
All the places that I go are so much better when I go there with you
Like a bathtub drunk, sippin' too much blood
It added fire to the fury when we found a place to start over new
You're gonna tear my bleedin' heart
A new one when you go
You're gonna tear my bleeding heart
The money don't mean shit, only dicks get rich
Still I could use a little somethin' to help me ease the pain of this itch
I got a holy roller, wearin' the emperor'r robes
He's sittin' on my shoulders, he's tappin' on my bar with the keys
You're gonna tear my bleedin' heart
A new one when you go
You're gonna tear my bleeding heart
Can we drive around, put your top down
All the places that I go are so much better when I go there with you
You're gonna tear my bleedin' heart
A new one when you go
You're gonna tear my bleeding heart
SIX SIX CHURCH
Take a picture on your way to New York
Fix your car and stare at me
Leave alone the path you used to run a month ago
Skip a stone into the street
I wish I could finish everything I start
Stand close and you say to me: I need a line
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I wish I could stick to all those things I say
Stand close and you say to me: I need a line
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
I need some time apart
You crossed the line last night
FIREWORKS
Walkin' second line
Trumpets behind
A beat out of time
A dream past its prime
Wakin' up in black
Sweat down my back
I wish I could see
What everyone sees
We split up in the forest, where there were no guarantees
The horror might get you, but I'll be damned if it gets me
When the fireworks exploded, I forgot all my Chinese
He tells jokes that aren't
Funny to me
No sympathy
For his motives
Standin' in the hall
Talkin' so tall
These paper-thin walls
Do not conceal it
I never had a sister, I never tried so hard
Your brother came to visit and we had to push his car
The shadows crept up slow when I was sleepin' in the yard
But it never really seemed like we had to push it far
Walkin' second line
Trumpets behind
A beat out of time
A dream past its prime
TETHERED
We come with tethered hands
We came to make a stand, cause I
We come disheveled men
We came across the land, cause I
We come with tethered hands
We came to make a stand, cause I
We come disheveled men
We came across the land, cause I
Cause I need to know
(When will you keep away from me?)
SHELF
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© Copyright 2016 All Rights Reserved
Mixed by Bruce Monroe and Seymour at Squeezer Recording
Mastered by Michael Sepello at ATS Recording Studio
Album Artwork by John Cheney Wood. © John Cheney Wood Estate Trust
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