This is a song i've been trying to put together for a year or two now. It uses my usual punk + x formula, where here, x = rawhide. The second half is big, noisy, and was tons of fun to make. I"m kinda fond of the lyrics Hope you enjoy. lyrics inside
if your heart's shaped like a star
then you could keep adding on corners
but the more that you add
well the harder it gets to keep track
and this is a warning
don't look for answers, it's the questions that sustain you
on this long shit broken road
because man is a toy that broke himself
trying to figure out how he works
don't talk shit on the job
if you can't live without the perks
name the things you'd die for
it's like a camwhore's christmas list
drunken ballpoint love notes cover your arm to the wrist
one foot over the line
one foot keeping time with the collapse
so you've got your sacred task
to defend the over-rated
and we can joke and tease
but fuck at least
well you can keep your story straight
so you're sucking off the zeitgeist
and if that works for you, you know i'm glad
but it just don't work for me
because my heart is like a star-fish
with sucker cups for arms
you can cut one off
and it will grow back
but sometimes it grows back wrong
your pep-rally scars got the floor tonight
the evenings been commandeered
i know that you had a hard time coming up
i know that. I just don't care
and i sure wish i could give you come credit
i just don't know why you're putting so much effort
into holding these elaborate concerts
for the skeletons in your closet
The song sounds a bit under rehearsed, but of course, with punk+rawhide that is not a problem at all, and it certainly keeps with the charm that the song has.
posted by micayetoca at 6:40 AM on December 5, 2007