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Tampa Avant-Garde
02:44
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I know the secrets of the street
The incantations that you keep
The busted ways to fall asleep
It always seemed unfair to me
I pour the marrow from my bone
Into the wet and judging stone
No one on 7th has a home
It always seemed unfair to me
Big surprise, drinking deep in our little hole
Let the water rise and drown a flailing soul
LIZARDS COME AND TAKE THE BEST OF ME
ALL THE STAINS AND ALL THE GLASS
SICK PESTS DESCEND TO MAKE AMENDS
WITH ALL MY GHOSTS, MOST TRUSTED FRIENDS
BRICK DRIP, IT DROPS ME ON MY ASS
Audio poison, all alone
Adios boys, dios mio
Allspice and pay phones, don’t you know?
It always seemed unfair to me
Hamburger Mary’s after dark
Old school Four Loco in the local park
We hate ourselves, we love the art
It always seemed unfair to me
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Charm Quark
04:30
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Stay up late, like in the ground, don’t make a sound, then come out swingin
Take the bait, you’ve gotta celebrate each inch of earth you gain
Violent psalm, drop the bomb, clock the song the kids are singin
Tiger balm, immortality don’t mean ya can’t feel pain
Hit your mark, take the shot, get it right
Hold for room tone on the roof, then everybody here is gonna eat tonight
I’ve got a plan, I’m gonna be, big dreams big dreams
Pupils black, as the asphalt, as the clothes your parents hate
Two steps back, never give up, never falter in your gait
Stare into the sun, until it blinks, until it’s kin give up the ghost
Heavy as a gun, the void that’s left by Justice when we need it most
Pull the string, say the line, get it right
Toll the klaxons on the set, and don’t forget to flash a smile in the fight
I’ve got a plan, I’m gonna be, big dreams big dreams
Big dreams
Sweet revenge
On the flowers blooming in between my friends
Big dreams
Tall tales
That I tell myself when my ambition fails
To break my fall when I have gone beyond belief
To give a name to all my epistatic grief
To count the thorns when I turn over a new leaf
And if my will is good, I know I’ll find relief
Cuz I’ve got a plan, I’m gonna be, big dreams, big dreams
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Migraines
03:36
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Who am I fooling, baby?
Why do I have to have these migraines all the time?
What’s the point of living
When everything hurts
(Try this) One girl minus a sinus
Forgive my brief shyness, your highness
I promise, I’m pious
St Thomas Aquinus
That guy only wanted the Mover
No shakers
Now ain’t that a bias?
Shut it up! Shut it up! Shut it all down
The essence of entropy
Enter me, F U N Effigy
Effervescent trepanning, that Edison Energy
AC of troubles, by opposing I end them
Bedlam, bend them, brain stem of mayhem
A deadly addendum, degenerate venom
Sequentially quenched, talking Taking Of Pelham (1,2,3)
A train crash, get hijacked
Attack of the blood clot
What’s one gun got against a brain full of buckshot?
You’re a thief, so steel yourself. Iron and carbon
A drink to your ill health, high on the jargon
Technical, diegetic-hearable, epileptic miracle
Grow in the grave or the garden
Ardent in the pulse with a mouth of the undead
Spun lead instead of gold, old jokes unsaid
Bed full of sweat, still wet where the sun bled
Better places your bets, hold your breath
It’s a bargain
Please- it’s in my teeth
Adenosine must feed
Imitrex, anonymous sex
A curse, a hex, a god complex
How am I doing? When is it all over?
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Prey For Vengeance!
05:15
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Roy was a rat from the back of the trailer park
Ryan was a tick with a fifth of Makers Mark
One drop in the ocean, no commotion as we drive off
Ry got Jay and Matt and Lacey
Last straw, fast draw, Patrick Swayze
Ax that asshole acid baby
Make it on your own
Never coming home
There’s room in the sun
There’s blood in the nicotine
There’s a hole in the fabric
It’s not my scene
Prey for Vengeance!
Prey for blood!
Prey for famine!
Prey for fire and flood!
Prey for Justice,
Warm and wet
Prey for death!
Don’t you forget
Jenny was a witch from salt and sulfur
Billy was a storm set to engulf her
Jenny found his harem, think she scared him when she drove off
Bill got mall rats, me and Trixie
Got in my guts and made me guilty
Cocaine, no brain, silly Billy
Make it on your own
Wrong side of the road
There’s a house in flames
There’s a history lost
There’s a hole that needs filling
At what cost?
I see inside you how hallowed a hunger
Insatiable, based in the hateful reptilian
Scraping away, catching flesh under fingernails
Just like mine
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Bury Your Name
02:13
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Two days and I’m tired of livin clean
Got a mean streak in my jeans you know what I mean
I killed him if I’m being honest
Count on God to break a promise
Now I’ve got this corpse to hide
Do you think Jekyll? Mrs. Hyde?
I’m going where no man can follow
Open up the earth and swallow
Bury your name! What a cliche!
Smile kid, you’re the joke of the day
Bury your name! Fuck what they say!
Don’t gotta be fixed, don’t gotta be okay
Bury your name! What a cliche!
Trans girl rockin in the USA
Bury your name! Fuck what they say!
Gotta live long enough to make them pay
We all die, we just put our own spin on it
Eat shit, fat lip, kiss the firmament
I’ve never been pretty or patient
But most things I can get away with
If I sell a simple story
Cut myself up, nice and gory
Press a flower in the pages
Carve a thirst the worst assuages
Are you for real?
What’s your deal?
Did you clear your plate
Cuz it’s your last meal
Are you for real?
What’s your deal?
Don’t hesitate
If it’s how you feel
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Disaster Taxon
03:29
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Out in the daytime, nights in the closet
Pushed to the brink, gonna sink- my claws in
Weir-do, he-ro
Paying off a debt of sweat to polyester cotton
Carbon fiber, not my own
Inside my biased, pious bones
Cars flying by, I turn to stone
And try to cry a righteous tone
But nothin comes out when I step to the mount
I can’t serve up a sermon with ash in my mouth
If my stomach is turnin, the burn of detergent
Bare witness to birth all ye vermin due south
All the parents scared to death their babies might just buy the hype
But smell their breath, asbestos, meth, they’re smoking through lead pipes
I wanna fight/ I wanna run
Cocksucker, that’s word to Patrick
Still cryin, still young and spastic
Still got a bone to pick in the attic
Still can’t sit still and still an addict
Key limes, night light, Pall Mall menthols
Black box, back talk, be all end all
Then fall down, I’ve got my go pro
Love the place I live, no home-o
No place left for me to go when it’s dark
So I sleep at the Starbucks, I eat at the park
But I’ve got me a healthy aversion to hateful perversions
Whose bite marks are worse than their bark
So let’s harken it back to my point from the start
Because me and this city cannot be apart
They all see me as just one more bad guy to slay
But I won’t go away no I won’t go away
Weeds out— gonna pull em by the root
When they bleed out— taste the heel of my boot
The shit I leave out— it’d make your teeth ache
Check that readout— radon and methane
Insane, let’s play a game where I win, you lose, innate phosphate, lit fuse
And if your garden is in crisis, call me dirtbag Dionysus
I will flourish, make em hurt for all its worth, let loose
No one sees me comin as I’m runnin, they go (ah!)
“Please have mercy! Please, I have a family so—“ (ah!)
Maybe they should think before they hurt my friends though (ah!)
All of us have families, we’re all just people (ah!)
Sick kids gettin livid with just livin, sittin in it
New beginnins for the children, stick a pin in it like butterflies
Dying right before our eyes, insipid in their lack of lipids
lifted from the lies they’re spinnin, mythic, brittle, hypnotized
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Seattle Chic
02:44
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So I’m hot shit now, better keep it tight
Shave the dome to the skin, hit the ferry at night
Nobody really wants me, just the proximity
I’m a stick in the mud or an amputee
I’m only worth what the public can see
It always seemed unfair to me
Check me off in a box you cowards
Just another bunch of rain soaked flowers
Tried and true, all these faces faced for you
Like a mirror with a spiderweb, the ugly seeping through
Stop and stare, highest bidders best beware
Because what bleeds beneath the varnish
Is a break you can’t repair
So it’s all good, baby, pass the pipe around
Lose track of the time, fall asleep on the ground
Nobody really wants me, just the controversy
I’m a figment of fame, twisted filigree
I’ll give my identity out for free
It always seemed unfair to me
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Invisibility Cloak
03:22
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Won’t someone wrap me up in their invisibility cloak
Keep me hidden from the world as I sputter and choke
My little life, cut short, what a hideous joke
It won’t be funny when you all get soaked
I’m sorry that I’m always such a wreck
I’m sorry I grapple with the concept of respect
But I won’t apologize for who I am at the core
You can’t take back my magic, cuz it was never yours
You either live with a witch or put your son in the ground
You either learn to love her or you learn the hideous sound
Of your daughter when she screams and the water goes down
You strike to kill but I have already drowned
I just wanted somewhere safe to hide
The comfort of the quiet sealed inside
Somewhere to just be when I can’t take anymore
You can’t take back my magic, cuz it was never yours
A whole half life full of patience and pretending
Why don’t I deserve a happy ending?
So, Jo: Who’s a hero? Who’s beneath the willow, worth defending?
Tell me: why don’t I deserve a happy ending?
Why don’t I deserve a happy ending?
There’s music in the pipes’ lament
No one even wonders where I went
But I won’t live my whole life stuck behind closed doors
You can’t take back my magic, because it was never yours
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20 Vicodin later, catch her garbled on a speaker phone
Preacher tones/ God will take you high, but he can’t reach her though
She’s for show/ Watch the creature grow/ Likes to say “to each her own”
But she knows/ She’ll be sittin pretty, fever throne
Heave and moan, heaven eats her bones
She’s in the bleachers though/ Here she goes
Caught up in the water where her speech is thrown/
Speakers blown/ Maybe it’s the current of the tweeters
So high, she must be flyin, make her mind up just to eat it, go
Save the day, I heard em say you like a fight
I want to fall from great heights
Let’s go to hell, freak show, don’t tell, tonight’s the night
I want to fall from great heights
Say no more, sneakers sliding out the door
We are blessed to be a burden, you are cursed to be a bore
Sick Kids gawk, “Pull the trigger, then we’ll talk!”
It’s a gift to be more vibrant than the sidewalk chalk
Come on
20 minutes later, she’s still up there lookin hellish
Cuz she’s jealous of the tissues that you misuse and embellish
Let me sell this, having set the scene, our heroine is panicking
A mannequin, a manic dream, a masquerade, it’s maddening
How sad to see a promising young starlet hit the bar again
Her cardigan all torn up at the seams, it seems she’s bargainin
Her fate? Maybe it’s her face? Maybe it’s her weight?
What’s the going rate for validation? Where’s her legal guardian?
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All The Friends Fall Off
04:42
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Fast Car by Tracey Chapman
Maps by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Quit cryin, stay sharp in the blurred lines
All the citrus in the back gone bad
A Better Son Slash Daughter by Rilo Kiley
The weight of mistakes made while I’m driving
I don’t wanna break, but that’s what I do
I just want to waste my time with you
And all the friends fall off
When they find out who you really are
When you grow up and stray too far
When you get beat down and own the scars
All the friends fall off
When you move from their line of sight
When you don’t back down from a fight
When you hold them and cry through the night
Yeah, all the friends fall off
Express Yourself by NWA
Fences by Paramore
The TV has its own opinions
We’re bleeding on the tile floor
Game Shows Touch Our Lives by the Mountain Goats
You don’t like the cigarettes, they make you choke
I don’t want to move on but that’s what I do
I just want to waste my time with you
And all the friends fall off
When you dip out and change your name
When you’re playing a different game
When they hunt down someone to blame
Yeah, all the friends fall off
When you can’t fake your face for too long
When they favor the beat to the song
When you’re always too weak or too strong
All the friends fall
Off to the races by Lana Del Ray
Pick your battles, don’t tattle, live to fight another day
There’s only so much you can do if the rhythm is wrong
It’s been too long
And all the friends fall off
When you see through the thin veneer
To the reasons they keep you near
When your able body disappears
All the friends fall off
But you’ll find new ones to take their place
Ones who move with such strength and grace
And you won’t miss the old embrace
When all the friends fall off
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How Like A Man
04:54
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This is my favorite chord
I use it to remember
All the times that we cut our baby teeth
It moves like you
All bronze and brazen
Up against the dark
Sometimes I wanted to kiss you
Sometimes I <wanted something to kill>
The power in the ashes, by and by
The people that you think are lesser than
Your young mouth’s immortality, these things will soon be gone
That’s just my luck, how like a man
Gamble your reputation
On the temporary pleasures of the flesh
It blooms like a virus
Bursting from a cell, into whatever’s next
Somebody needed to love you
That somebody needed to be me
Your rage pressed into diamonds down below
The colors you inhaled straight from the can
Each broken bone and dial tone, these things will stay as ghosts
That’s just my luck, how like a man
Your smile’s a bounty
At 16, who’s counting?
The pressure is mounting
A migraine again
It’s a taste of the black mold
The madness that takes hold
Never been one to be told
A brat til the end
And you should know better
So smug and so clever
Grab hold of a tether
And don’t ever leave her
These forces of nature
Are just what happens
When an act of God
Meets a non believer
The tryptamines and traumas you collect
Sunburns that will fade into a tan
The need, the fat, the cancer, coded in your DNA
Well that’s just my luck, how like a man
The mythos that you write for all your friends
The complex shapes you trace out with your hand
The faith that there is something out there better for us both
Hold them close, how like a man
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Like A Rhino-Ed Sheeran
02:04
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There’s a pit, a figment
A fit, a pigment
That colors my identity
And masquerades malignant
In most faithless, joyless song once sung with merit and commitment
I implore you, awful audience, dig in if you’re indignant
The sirens don’t sound like me
The sirens don’t sound like me
A throat full of uneven fruit
The gilt the gutless gods refute
Murmur maid foul humors clot
With rumor laid in fertile plot
Safe garden, still, a thorn arose
To choke a poetry with prose
Flies
Sun-kissed in flesh still breathing
Crushed
Into a fetid film
Rain
Into each field and hollow
Soak
The crop then feed the kiln
Perhaps it’s merely cowardice to hide within the art
As with Florence, so to say the stirring in my heart
The culprit is the very thing that cannot speak it plain
Maybe I should start…
The Sirens dont sound like me
Not girl enough!
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Stuffy Doll
Stuffy Doll is weird music for creatures that like stories, wordplay, glitter, and grit. Lots of genres, high-concept concept albums, an unreasonable amount of attention to detail
Jupiter Zirkua
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