1) TOWN CRIER

Help me honey cuz I cant see
Love's lungs are blowing teargas at me
Ambulance sirens are screaming my name
And I'm all hopped up on yesterday
London, Paris, why won't you have me
My tongues in the air, my heads on your knees
I know you're married, yea I know your pain
Your finger's been strangled by a cheap promise ring

I read the bible and I understand
I was bored by heaven in the holy land

At your wedding reception I started drinking
To say all the things that I had been thinking
There's too many songs and nothing to dance to
the future is putrid, I'm useless without you
Jesus and Mary held a séance for me
But I wasn't dead, I was just in Philly
I felt like Anton Lavey on his true blue deathbed
At St. Mary's hospital scratching his head

I read the bible and I understand
I was bored by heaven in the holy land
I read the bible and I understand
I don't care about hell or the eternally damned

Always remember to never forget,
You shouldn't dry out without first getting wet


2) Spider Heaven and Hell

Spider earth between spider heaven and hell
Spider earth between spider heaven and hell
I'm in your webs and your legs

Holy baby
I migraine with the mites
And ex-nests of mice
I put my fangs on for you

Hanging around
The locker rooms of my heart
The shower nozzles of love
There's nothing else I could do

Pre-fab pukes on
Some collegiate lawn
If I'm a three-legged dog
Then I'm a three-legged dog

Post-fuck yawns on
A problematic dawn
I've got bats in my head
I've got everything wrong


There are no soul-mates
As you put all your money on tarot cards
If they shoot at me,
I hope to be hit in the left arm or heart…
People have been taking shots at them for years


3) Better Babes

i'm in your creek with bricks for feet
a dirty teen dream too perfect for me
two years crashed on a dead end street
my heart needs a jump, can we add some more beat?

thankyou sean. maybe thats what i needed all along
headphones drenched by the sun and the song
soaking wild with the wet of forever gone
sleeping off the shame in the back of a car
i won't say shit til i hear a guitar

fuck thats good!
if the speakers spill blood, i'll drown in that flood
this stupid ice age was getting really old
somehow we all got use to the cold
one night stands, the exploding glands
keeping warm together by the sweat of our hands

there's better babes on the way
and shots of tap from a bottle labeled holy

there were three cheers, then three thousand more
a kiss in the corner, a fall to the floor
fourth of july, the day that you died
strangled by love under exploding sky

shooting off blanks at the shine of a star
i won't say shit til i hear some guitar

eating eternal shit,
i'm like a big wet ocean,
just waiting for anyone to come in


4) Stranger Tongues

oh the babies we could make
out in parking lots
of young punks jealous of U.
S. A. is rotting in the air between our
screams and bloody microphone screens

Why do you keep your
hands in the pockets
of all of your ex lover's jeans?
I saw you smoking
outside the free clinic,
Cul-de-sacks of shit and rings.

What's that? I dunno.
Won't be done until your lips go numb.

Making love to the hooker
under the moonlight
Kicking the canes
from the elderly's hands
You were road-raging
with the student drivers
And draining brains
from a braided head



5) Live From Planet Death
(jock jam 1)

Stomping on the graves of dead pop stars
Drinking the blood of Christ in stolen cars
Honey, peachy, flower blossoms, bumblebee
Nectar-addicted seventies-tittttties, oh yeaaaa

And Jesus left some really large sandals to fill,
So we're just gonna walk around with nothing on,
Alright?
Alright.

Begging for some change in the USA
But all we ever bored is the r'n'r train
I had big city dreams of my tongue tasting pisses
Of exploding witches on a young boy's broom
Sleeping with the top of the pops again
Ending needy kids and saving prostitution
I bet hell looks a lot like Connecticut
When they douse you in urine and your hope's all wet

I said,
HEY YOU, are you feeling me?
I wanna make some history!
Devil's on the six and God is on the seven!
Blow them both to hell and we'll fuck all in heaven!



6) BIRTHDAYS


Running Out Of Birthdays.
Yea, we're really gonna die with no one on our side.

Its gonna be a long walk for someone who's shoes got no soul.


7) Lascivious Facts

I started digging in the sun-shit-storm
of dead August melted chaffed thighs,
became a vaginal termite

I started dropping all my pants between
the washers and dryers of love,
now I'm a dirty load

Tell me honey if we're gonna die anyway
I only wish I could say what I wanna say
I'm on the corner with a cigarette in the rain
And only you can keep cancer away

I was teething in your skin
in a sheetless bed
It's a mattress I keep
in the back of my head
You're in the back of my head

And I piss when I laugh
at your miscarriaged lives
and the wax in your ears
keeps your hearing aids blind
You're in the back of my mind

Q: What is the difference between
being a whore and just wanting some more?

A: It is the suck-cess ratio
of blondes to bums on a plane to LA.
California Needs You and Me
(advice to a young couple)


8) CALIFORNIA NEEDS YOU AND ME(advice to a young couple)

girl at the graveyard, boy from the gutter,
grow out your hair, go drown in the summer'
sleep on the beach under blue tidal waves
swinging from new moons in old wet dreams

walk to the west coast
carry each other
i be your sister
you be my brother
mouth to mouth, i need your love in my lungss
sharpen your fangs with the fork of my tonguess

banging your heads, you got exploding brains
sucking your blood 'cause you like the taste

i'll bring the candles, you bring the wish
should we sleep with the stars, should we sleep with the fish
melt you an igloo, unknit you a sweater
unsend em our love in a plagiarised letter

banging your heads, you got exploding brains
sucking your blood 'cause you like the taste
take off your clothes, dip your toes in the sea
california needs you and me

stay young and cheap
wear generic names
used luxury cars will spider your veins