1. |
The Lonely Know
01:15
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Only the lonely know
How to love you, babe
Only the stunted grow
In interesting shapes
Only the bad ones know
What good can be
Only the ones who die can know a thing about living
(And we know)
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2. |
Fool for Love
02:55
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Well what you want ‘cause I got nothin’ to say, I guess I got the mic anyway
Want some advice? It should be no surprise that you don’t wanna keep me
I shouldn’t try/ I should lay down and die but something keeps me alive and gets me up up up up
I guess by now I should have given up but b-b-b-b-baby, I’m a fool for love
I’m not a joiner/ I don’t want what you’re sellin’/ I’m not a fan of the greeting card
I left one cult and I do not need another/ Yea, mostly I am okay alone
Don’t feel the love when they speak in tongues and I do not believe that Jesus died for my sake
Give me a warranty and I’ll do my best to bend a thing until it breaks
What’s even real, baby? What do you feel in this increasingly disposable age?
I don’t believe in nothin’ above but b-b-b-b-baby, I’m a fool for love, yeah
I’m a fool for love
Should be the type where nothing is right and I don’t trust no one to get me up up up but
Despite the skeptic and the bitter’s hold a-b-b-b-b-baby… I’m a fool… I’m a fool for love
I’m a fool for love, yeah…
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3. |
Stall
02:59
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You cross your legs, I’ve already seen everything
In all my life, never met a less guarded secret
Bird in my ear whispers “you can have everything”
But all I want’s to drink my beer, get out of here
Uh huh, okay, I ride the wave your sendin’ me
I can’t say no, your spell got hold of me, ah
Hh huh, okay, you don’t care much for me
So tell me why I’m the one in your clutches tonight
Ladies room stall’s not the ideal mating hall
But oh my love, it’s certainly nicer in here
Vending machines and no used condoms in a urinal
A boy could get used to such copious luxuries
Uh huh, okay, you really got hold of me
Well not too tight, this thing could end much too early
The band is hot, I can hear ‘em through the concrete wall
Oh that a vent? Well that would stand to reason, oh oh
We made a mess, panties come out of your pocket now
As diary lyrics go, this’ll need some editing
though I suppose it’s not really fit either way for general performance
And certainly not radio play
Uh huh, okay, we’re goin’ to your apartment now
I have to say your expectations might not be reasonable
Uh huh, okay, just let me go and tell my friends
Well no? Okay, they were starting to annoy me anyway and
Uh huh, okay, guess I got money for a cab, you seem to be in a hurry
And fuckin’ on the L train
Seems like complication with some kind of authority could bring the whole thing down
But I guess you want me on my knees, babe
Uh huh, okay, well I’ll get on my knees, and
Uh tell me what you want and, ah, honey, oh honey
uh huh…
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4. |
Hey, Sailor!
04:00
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I thought that maybe I could count on you
You figured that you prob’ly shouldn’t count on me
And you were prob’ly right
But you let me down
So you’re that guy now
What a trick
Forgiving things I can’t forgive about myself
What charity
Is it really all for me? It is? Well, can I buy you a drink?
We’ll reminisce about a past that we don’t share
Maybe a different kind of future starts here
But oh, no
I thought that maybe I could count on you
You figured that you prob’ly shouldn’t count on me
And you were prob’ly right
But you let me down
So you’re that guy now
If you can’t love yourself
How you gonna expect someone else to
Maybe you can lift each other up
That only works
If you’re both on the ground
Otherwise you’re just beholden to someone standin’
And lookin’ down at you
Maybe it’s just a problem of perspective
Maybe it’s just you that knows you fell
And this friendly, smiley, pretty motherfucker
Just wants to dance
Wouldn’t that be some kind of romance
Come on, stupid, take a chance
Some thing really truly la-a-a-a-ast
Oh, no
I thought that maybe I could count on you
You figured that you prob’ly shouldn’t count on me
And you were prob’ly right
But you let me down
Yeah, I thought that maybe I could count on you
You figured that you prob’ly shouldn’t count on me
And you know you were right
But you let me down
So you’re that guy now
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5. |
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Let’s take a walk, Dee
Let’s keep a stride a’ like we can sleep
Move like we’re not afraid it’s goin’ up in smoke
And we know who lit the match
It’s like we’re livin’ in a crime scene
Villainless victims in a red sea
Water’s on fire and a’ all we really got
Is new conspiracy theory
Aw and honey, can you tell me what it’s worth
To be right about these things?
If we can dance to an apocalypse beat
Is it really happening?
And if we have a couple kids, maybe then
I’ll start to feel a little guilty
Or is that obscene to suggest in the middle of paid therapy?
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6. |
Kim's Other Song
01:05
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I start to feel that I am suffocating
So I stand up to write a song for you
About the time we spend together
And all the laughs we share, just me and you
I get a little lonely
Let’s fuckin’ dance
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7. |
Surprise, Surprise
01:46
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I did not think that you would love me like you love me ’til you loved me like you do
(Surprise, surprise, surprise)
I did not think that you would look into my eyes until you looked at me the way you did
I did not think that you would look into my eyes until you looked into my eyes
(Surprise, surprise, surprise)
I did not think that you would love me like you love me ’til you looked at me the way you do
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8. |
Modern Aggressor
05:44
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Don't you wish you'd spent a little time thinkin’?
Any other century, I'd ‘a had to kill this man…
You broke promises, lied, stole, cheated, sullied my reputation
Any other century, I'd ‘a had to kill this man
The townsmen burned liars…
You let your guard down on me…
The townsmen burned liars…
Pistols at dawn…
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9. |
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Well I don’t wanna be in love right now
It isn’t very convenient
Amorphic Cupid, be lenient, I want so
To topple mountains and part the seas
To end world hunger and save the honey bees
To cure cancer, invent world peace
And win a Nobel prize, but selflessly
‘Cause I don’t wanna be in love right now
Not with your sister at Seder
What an inappropriate detour and incestual
Came with intention to eat split pea
Have a beer with your dad, hit your childhood sheets
With such passionless grunting
Like all our other vacations then I met your hotter twin with the tattooed eye liner
And I don’t wanna be in love right now
Don’t have will power to match this
Don’t have the karma to balance such grim mojo
Aspire to be a richer man
Know every call girl across this great nation
Embrace the art of the one night stand
It’s simply a more practical plan
‘Cause I don’t wanna be in love right now
Said it but I didn’t mean it
I’m sure most states would repeal it, verbal or no
I’m pretty sure I could represent myself so
It’s simply too weak a contract
So I’m sure that I could take it back
anywhere but New York, which considers verbal contracts legally binding (what bullshit)
And I don’t wanna be in love right now…
Said I don’t wanna be in love right now…
Well, I don’t wanna be in love right now…
Not in love right now…
But it’s too late
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10. |
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You've always been a part of me
Now I cut you loose, I set you free
If you don't love me, then you don't love me
And you don't have to love me anymore
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11. |
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The ground it swelled and opened up and released demon locusts
The moon it fell apart and rained down on the earth last August
The best scientists told us for sure the ground would heal
But it cracked and steamed until Hell made it up here
But you love me
It was not Luna’s time, she was scheduled for demolition
By an unseen alien government we didn’t get to petition
The Mercurians complained about the glint comin’ off the surface
They didn’t so much mind earth’s blue but off-white somehow made them nervous
It did kinda look like an egg/ “Warning: here be dragons”
At least, that’s what Supreme Emperor Glarp said on the solar transmission
Which, once it reached us, the speech was sorta lost in auto-text translation
So we thought that they were sayin’ “peace among worlds”
Cruel fate be damned, my god, what a miscommunication
So they lasered anyone holding signs wishin’ “happy landing”
When they came off their ships shaped like dandelion seedlings
And were then confronted so fast by the literal demon spawn of their indifference
Oh, what a mess to clean up in this post-apocalypse
But Kim loves me
But you love me
But you love me
But Kim loves me
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12. |
Song for Elliott
01:04
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With fungus on her toes, she stuck one
In my ear/ It was painted
The color of the one that was bruised black
By the boy she hated and she said
“I think it’s ten o’clock/ We should get back”
And I was so frustrated and said so
I summoned up my courage
I said, “Well fuck your curfew ‘cause we got all
Night to worry
Whatever trouble comes will come in
Daylight
And if I have to fight your dad, well I’ll lose but
I’ll have a shiner
To match the one on your left side”
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13. |
The Bull
02:30
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It’s a common resolution
And one for the ages
It just might change your life
Does that make it dangerous?
It’s a perfect contradiction
a real love-hate paradox
Like the way one imagines God calls and hangs up
To tease the devil
Or says dot-dot-dot-dot-dot
I’m sorry, love
But do you really want her back?
And it’s hard to be a friend
To the truly deluded
With all this narcissistic poetry
To which you eluded
I’m sure it all has merit
But who’s to judge this one?
I’m not sure a letter in blood
Is really the way to go here
She seems more the flowers type
Or maybe Candy
This weren’t in the job description but I…
Never seem to lose the ones like you
Who’s senses leave
And what’s left is fire that spews
I’ve gone blind/ Are you mine
I can’t see ‘cause you blinded me
This devotion’s not unappealing
You are broken but I am healing
You’ve got the eyes of John the Baptist
Honey-locust eating eyes
The kind of certainty that tells me
You’re outside reality mine
You are young/ You inspire
You terrify/ I admire
Your fucking tenacity
So come along and try to breathe
Maybe I
Just like
You
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Phil Forsyth St. Petersburg, Florida
Phil Forsyth is a seasoned punk rocker and songsmith living in Saint Petersburg, Florida with his wife, a tortoise, three very odd cats, and a few who hang around.
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