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10 July 2009 @ 11:19 pm
better late than psycho.


I can’t seem to face up to the facts.
I’m tense and nervous and I... can’t relax.
I can’t sleep, cause my bed’s on fire.
Don’t touch me I’m a real live wire.

Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
Run run run run run run run away
OH OH OH

Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
Run run run run run run run away
OH OH OH
AY AY AY AY AY WOO

You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?

Psycho Killer,
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
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Run run run run run run away
OH OH OH

Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
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Run run run run run run away
OH OH OH OH
AY AY AY AY

Ce que j'ai fait, ce soir-là
Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir-là
Réalisant mon espoir
Je me lance vers la gloire ... okay
YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they're not polite

Psycho Killer,
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
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Run run run run run run away
OH OH OH

Psycho Killer,
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
Run run run run run run run away
OH OH OH OH
AY AY AY AY OOOH

Hey hey hey ha
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Dave

You've been taught that this won't do
They put me in the picture but the film turned blue
A glimpse of you, Turning The Town Red.
A head full of brand new words and a mouth full of shocks
You're a big boy now, with a face to stop clocks.

Turning the Town Red. (x2)

You made your bed, and now you better dream in it.
The word that you once whispered, now you're screamin' it.
Days drip down like bad wallpaper.
Pictures plastered on the ivy creeper between your old toy soldiers
and your mother's sleepers.

Turning the Town Red. (x2)

You made your bed, you better face the consequence.
A black pool opened at my feet into a dream sequence.

Turning the Town Red. Aah. (x4)

You know I heard her call my name
Least, I think that's what she said.
Surely I'm the correlation that's gonna cause her shame
So, what's she doing in my bed?

Turning the Town Red. Aah.
 
 
Dave
I like this stuff..

I feel awful about posting so late, but I chose to go hang out with the ex-vignette's at the Cat..

 
 
Dave
07 July 2009 @ 08:14 pm
long day..but this is a good one.


He cut your strings so that he could float
lit by lights, lifted by alcohol
over acres of loving coast,
far away from your lonely ghost.

Now he’s cool and all,
floating anchorless. Ports call
where it’s fabulous, after all
of this watching himself just crawl.

Think you see him?
He’s not there,
that’s just light
that’s not yet dead.
Wait two hours
and watch what’ll be there instead.

Was he small and cold,
like a ring you call up from home,
held so tightly his limbs went numb,
worn away between your finger and thumb?
Well, now he’s bought and sold.
Cry his call number down the phone,
he can’t hear you – he’s on his float,
waving down to the folks at home.

Think you see him?
He’s not there,
that’s just light
that’s not yet dead.
Wait two hours
and watch what’ll be there instead.

As the cameras love all of his faces,
they hide all the traces of you in his heart.
Stand in line to hold forth on his grace,
but you won’t even get a head-start.


As his close-up comes
cascading down from above,
the eyes of a nation in love
are looking on all of their hopes
held up.

And the words that some
screenwriter counted and chose,
and then set in their sequence and froze,
unfreeze on his tongue as he speaks
for all of us
but one.

And honey, he’s gone.
And baby, he’s everyone’s.
In the dark sky tonight,
cast your eyes
on the dim light
that he will become.
You’re like everyone
who thinks they see him.
He’s not there,
that’s just light
that’s not yet dead.
Wait two hours
and watch what’ll be there instead.
 
 
Dave
"For that angry guy from Grand Funk Railroad, as seen on VH-1's Behind The Music, press or say 6!"

..hell yeah 6!




Words fail
Buildings tumble
The ground opens wide
Light beams down from heaven
She stands before my eyes

She's actual size, but she seems much bigger to me
Squares may look distant in her rear view mirror but they're actual size
As she drives away

Big men
Often tremble
As they step aside
I thought I was big once
She changed my mind

She's actual size, but she seems much bigger to me.
I've never known anybody like her, she's actual size
Nationwide, believe

She's got
All the money
Money couldn't buy
She's got something special
That someone left behind

She's actual size, but she seems much bigger to me
Squares may look distant in her rear view mirror but they're actual size
Actual size to her

Her face
Hangs in portrait
On the post office wall
She's stuck in my heart now
Where my blood belongs

She's actual size, but she seems much bigger to me
I've never known anybody like her, she's actual size
Actual size, believe
 
 
Dave
05 July 2009 @ 11:56 am
 
 
Dave
04 July 2009 @ 11:02 am
you likely haven't heard this.


Long ago so far away
I fell in love such a tragic day
so in love didn't know what to say
I believed it anyway

and I was just a kid
thinking I was a whiz
pleading with her heart
wishing I could start
till I was all I said

Tuesday waltz away

All a dream I told her I could love
silly as it seems when your high is all your thinking of
what imagination I had for her then
like a strange vacation that never really ends
and I was as sure as I could
that I had done something good
I climbed up a mountain and I stood
leaving it all behind
to the world that was

Tuesday waltz away

So I saw the future unfold
year by year as the tears turn to old
I was all I had left to have and to hold
and such a cold and lonely world
but I still believe
she would come back to me
and I could see the value of
I had to realize my love
In the darkest of night

Tuesday waltz away

It doesn't matter what I say
I still love her anyway
looking long at a photograph
a missing xerox has the last laugh
and it just don't matter
if I see her soon
and I will find a better way
if she lets me have my way
and I could live again

Tuesday waltz away
 
 
Dave
03 July 2009 @ 10:47 am
Have a great weekend folkies!


I know, I know, I said that I would quit
All right, I promise, no more after this
You don't know how I've tried
To forget what it was like

I remember now
I remember now
Why they called it Thunderbird
Why they called it Thunderbird

Man, oh man, my throat is dry
Man, are you thinking what I
Am? Well what about it then?

Before you fall, you have to learn to crawl
You can't see heaven when you're standing tall
To get the whole sky
On the ground you have to lie

I remember now
I remember now
Why they called it Thunderbird
Why they called it Thunderbird

We like fun, me and my girl
We'll have fun fun fun until
T-bird takes her dad away

I know, I know, I said that I'd desist
All right, I promise, no more after this
Not to be what I was like
Not to soar across the sky
Spread my thunder wings and fly
Spread my thunder wings and fly

I remember now
I remember now
Why they called it Thunderbird
Why they called it Thunderbird
 
 
Dave

She was once mine
That smile that shines from the glossy magazine that stuck inside the Sunday Times
She was so sweet on Christmas Eve
With the snow set deep, when we went walking through the pines
I had just been fired and her first offer had arrived
And the new year would see her flying far away from me
Though I didn't know it at the time

With outstretched hands
Now she commands
A famous figure for every picture
And she stands up strong and she demands
And they deliver
Yeah, she's a fixture

And it's a mixture of dumb jealousy and fear that I might feel, should she appear
Just like it hasn't been three years
And there's a distance to her voice over the phone and that's because she stands alone
While I'm still sitting here

Girl, you see me here on another quiet night
I will wait until another indistinguishable day arrives
I'll decide where the light's even and bright
Where my life's sweet as it's slightly, disappointedly, just gliding softly by

And you won't wait for me in some secluded stand of trees some Christmas Eve some god was kind enough to set aside
Although I'd love you to, I'm proud of you
God knows I'm feeling really stupid now
For having ever said goodbye

During the fight
I said, "Yeah right"
When you insisted that I visit, that you'd write
Now, I know you're working hard so I never hear from you, and that's fine
You look the same on TV as when you were mine
I walk in from the kitchen and I finger the remote control
I watch you from the distance, you go walking through the terminal
I remember ever instance, when you stung me
Oh, you're so lovely
Oh, you're so smart

So, go turn their heads, go knock them dead, go break their hearts
Go break their hearts
Baby, break their hearts
And I know you will
 
 
Dave
01 July 2009 @ 03:50 pm

Mention a name, we know
Appear tame, it shows
Please don’t feign, the ropes
Always the same, I know
(I’m shooting them myself,
I should’ve made it matter)

God let it go, it doesn’t mean a thing

Chance and sew, nothing changing

There’s no time to go
Through the designs we know


Never mind, although
Maybe this time, we’ll grow
(I’m shooting them myself,
I should’ve made it matter)
God let it go, it doesn’t mean a thing

Chance and sow, nothing changing
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Dave
30 June 2009 @ 08:13 pm
..cork..

lately i'm not high and i'm not low. strange.


We're sorry
But you're no longer needed
Or wanted
Or even cared about here
Machines can do a better job than you
This is what you get for asking questions

The unions agree
'Sacrifices must be made'
Computers never go on strike
To save the working man you've got to put him out to pasture

Looks like we'll have to let you go
Doesn't it feel fulfilling to know
That you-the human being-are now obsolete
And there's nothing in hell we'll let you do about it

[Chorus]
Soup is good food-(We don't need you any more)
You made a good meal-(We don't need you any more)
Now how do you feel-(We don't need you any more)
To be shit out our ass
And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash
We're sorry
You'll just have to leave
Unemployment runs out after just six weeks
How does it feel to be a budget cut?
You're snipped
You no longer exist

Your number's been purged from our central computer
So we can rig the facts
And sweep you under the rug
See our chart? Unemployment's going down
If that ruins your life that's your problem

Soup is Good Food, Etc.
We're sorry
We hate to interrupt
But it's against the law to jump off this bridge
You'll just have to kill yourself somewhere else
A tourist might see you
And we wouldn't want that

I'm just doing my job, you know
So say uncle
And we'll take you to the mental health zoo
Force feed you mind-melting chemicals
Til even the outside world looks great

In hi-tech science research labs
It costs too much to bury all the dead
The mutilated disease-injected
Surplus rats who can't be used anymore

So they're dumped (with no minister present)
In a spiraling corkscrew dispose-all unit
Ground into stew and flushed away

Soup is good food
You made a good meal, etc:.
We know how much you'd like to die
We joke about it on our coffee breaks
But we're paid to force you to have a nice day
In the wonderful world we made just for you
"Poor Rats", we human rodents chuckle
At least we get a dignified cremation
At yet
At 6:00 tomorrow morning
It's time to get up and go to work
 
 
Dave
29 June 2009 @ 04:01 pm

For have I, I've built a castle
Upon believing before I doubt.
I have suffered but my friends say
I have learned from it.
And for have I believed the snow could
Not be freezing upon the ground.
Now my ass is blue and black, but I am sound.

And for have I belonged to no one
More than fleetingly and in doubt.
I have had what now is gone
But still I've known them.
And for have I, I have absolved myself
Of demons I must confess.
Having known them growing old, then
I will rest.

But where are all the songs
For me to sing along to
When I am hoping someone writes one for me.
And sings me something sweetly
For, I promise to sing along.
And then we'll both know nothings wrong,
Singing na, na-na-na

For have I delivered comfort
To the aching and for the tired
With these words of comic wisdom,
I have tried.

So where are all the songs
For me to sing along,
When I am hoping someone write one for me.
And sings me something sweetly
For, I promise to sing along
And then we'll both know nothing's wrong,
Singing naaaaaaaaa, na-na-na
 
 
Dave
28 June 2009 @ 10:52 am
 
 
Dave
27 June 2009 @ 11:45 am
This is a hidden shame because it has an art-fartiness that troubles me. But I like the swirl of it.


Love is easier when one of us dead
Heeeeeeeyyy
I will wait a year
Noone starts to hear an accidental fall
And they wont suspect a thing at all.

Wait for the summer
We'll sleep when we wanna
Don't tell your mother
We'll leave when we
We'll leave when we wanna

And I have dreamed about
Now I read about
And I can't grieve about
And I can't heeey

Someone help me
Someone help me
Someone help me please
Someone help me
Someone help me
Someone help me please

It's an accidental fall
And they wont suspect a thing at all

Wait for the summer
We'll leave when we wanna
Look at your mother
Is that who ya
Is that who ya wanna?

Tell my lady here what I was drinking
And in not too long, wont she start screaming?
What a proud old man, what was she thinking?
I hear her voice sometimes, when I've been dreaming

Tell my lady here that I was dreaming
And in not too long, what was I thinking?
What a proud old man, wont she start screaming?
I hear her voice sometimes, when I've been
When I've been drinking

Rising rising falling down
I'm rising rising falling down
I'm rising rising falling down
I'm rising rising falling down

I kissed my baby with a bullet
One last shot right into her head
And i'm falling falling falling down

Sink into the river
Sink into the river

Tell my lady here that I've been drinking
I kiss my baby with a bullet
One last shot right into her head
And I'm falling falling falling down

SINK INTO THE RIVER!
SINK INTO THE RIVER!

I hear her voice sometimes
When I've been
When I've been drinking

Rising rising falling down
I'm rising rising falling down
I'm rising rising falling down
I'm rising rising falling down
 
 
Dave
26 June 2009 @ 10:24 am
This weeks SFTD's have all made me very happy.


I can't tell you anything you don't already know.
I keep on trying, I should just let it go.
I keep on singing, you're eyes they just roll.
It sounds like someone else's song from along time ago.
You already know the story and the chords are just the same.
You already know I love you, and I sound like whats-his-name.
But you can't stop me, I want you to know.
I know it sounds like someone else's song from along time ago.
 
 
Dave
25 June 2009 @ 02:05 pm

Oh, well I just don’t know
How you could go without permission
Cause well, if you’re not there
Well I just don’t care for this omission

Every moment brings me down when you’re not around
But all I’m asking for is come back for just one day

So where did you go
And do you now know how to be happy
Cause here well it’s pretty clear
When you’re not near me I am unhappy

Every moment brings me down when you’re not around
But all I’m asking for is come back for just one day
And make it worth the while just to see your smile
That’s all I’m asking for

Oh I’ve come to know
You had to go without permission
Cause it was how, how I wore you down
And how I dragged you round my sole ambition

Every moment brings me down when you’re not around
But all I’m asking for is come back for just one day
And make it worth the while just to see your smile
That’s all I’m asking for, my dear
 
 
Dave
24 June 2009 @ 11:15 am
My bear-ista has been whining at me for months to listen to Grizzly Bear and so I finally did. I suppose all the cool kids already know about this...no?


Save up all the days
A routine malaise
Just like yesterday
I told you I would stay

Would you always
Maybe sometimes
Make it easy
Take your time

Think of all the ways
Momentary phase
Just like yesterday
I told you I would stay

Every time you try
Quarter half the mile
Just like yesterday
I told you I would stay

Would you always
Maybe sometimes
Make it easy
Take your time
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Dave
COCK!


Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel
My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel

Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!

I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!

Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh! Guitar!

Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!
 
 
Dave
22 June 2009 @ 10:44 am
Tony Pezzo used this song in the background of his juggling act back in February (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=of8GQalygl4).

A couple of folks asked what the song was and I couldn't figure it out until this weekend using Shazam on my iPhone.

Catchy...but i'm uncertain.


After we go to sleep
Our sun rise
I will make it the truth of painfully helping me cover up things
I wish I never had found

Confident
Tangled up
In a nice life
Put the spider in you
Watching in
Disregard
You live a nice life
With the spider in you
I saved myself for someone somewhere's sweet caress
Something goes wrong
And all I sought was happiness

And so
In right wing fashion
We'll nurture xenophobia
And be strong
In right wing fashion
With paste and generosity
Because no one is safe
From someone somewheres sweet embrace
And so I have simply decided to dislike you now
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Dave
20 June 2009 @ 09:43 am
According to Last.fm I've listened to this song 17 or more times.

I listen to a lot more music at work than at home or on my iPod, so the results are skewed since I don't use Last there.

Anyway, yeah Vampire Weekend -is- a hidden shame of mine..so there it is.


It's going to take a little time
While you're waiting like a factory line
I'll ride across the park
Backseat on the 79

Wasted days you've come to pass

So go I know you would not stay
It wasn't true, but anyway
Pollination yellow cab

You walk up the stairs
See the French kids by the door
Up one more flight
See the Buddha on the second floor

Coronation rickshaw grab

So go, I know you would not stay
It wasn't true, but anyway
Racist dreams you should not have

No excuse to be so callous
Dress yourself in bleeding madras
Charm your way across the Khyber Pass

Stay awake to break the habit
Sing in praise of Jackson Crowter
Watch your step along the arch of glass
 
 
Dave
19 June 2009 @ 03:38 pm


In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection.
Slowly screwing my way across Europe, they had to make a correction.
Broken and smokin' where the infrared deer plunge in the digital snake.
I tell you, they make it so you can't shake hands when they make your hands shake.

I know you like to line dance, everything so democratic and cool,
But baby there's no guidance when random rules.

I know that a lot of what I say has been lifted off of men's room walls.
Maybe I've crossed the wrong rivers and walked down all the wrong halls.
But nothing can change the fact that we used to share a bed
and that's why it scared me so when you turned to me and said:

"Yeah, you look like someone
Yeah you look like someone who up and left me low.
Boy, you look like someone I used to know."

I asked the painter why the roads are colored black.
He said, "Steve, it's because people leave
and no highway will bring them back."
So if you don't want me I promise not to linger,
But before I go I gotta ask you dear about the tan line on your ring finger.

No one should have two lives,
now you know my middle names are wrong and right.
Honey we've got two lives to give tonight
 
 
Dave
18 June 2009 @ 02:19 pm
Suislide.


she said
do you think you could
and I said
yeah
in a second
I'm sitting by a waterfall and when the people jump in
they hold their nose and kiss these walls
granite walls
water-polished walls
just don't ever want to move from this spot
you can sit here for so long
there's a slide
suislide
you can live or die
going down
going down
boy came to the side
I said
"you want to go down that slide?"
he said
"no man. hey you got a joint to sell me?"
we just smoked one
we got a roach we said
"I'll smoke the roach!"
but first go down that slide man
go on down
go on down
go down
I'm sitting by a waterfall...
could bear to watch the people slip and fall
you know the plants on the rocks are crazy
thinking that they could start a life
on the spiral walls of a waterfall
slow divers?
their view is spectacular
 
 
Dave
17 June 2009 @ 07:44 pm
That's a lot of dies..


She’s fighting with the sky
She thinks she can
Livin’ within a lie
She thinks she can
But nobody knows what lies behind
The days before the day we die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die

She puts her hands against
The life she had
Living with ignorance
Blissful and sad
But nobody knows what lies behind
The days before the day we die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die

You can try to swim the sea
But say goodbye to you and me
You can try to swim the sea
You can try to hold the breeze
You can try to hide the sun
But say goodbye to everyone
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die
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Dave
16 June 2009 @ 09:47 pm
Something quick and under the wire. You like.