It's a Beautiful Day
July 5, 2009 6:46 AM
Returning to the well of material I wrote almost a decade ago.
Originally conceived for a two-man side project known as Hot Soda Apparatus
Tréteque (me) - Vocals, Synth
Timbill (askmeaboutLOOM) – Cymbal, Bongos, Tambourine, Timpanic Bell, Triangle
Pheatherwäit - Flute
LYRICS:
Look outside.
The birds are chirping
The sky is clear
the windchimes tinkle in the wind; a warm spring breeze
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day to start killing.
to take a relaxing stroll in the sun
to peacefully roam the great outdoors
to take any passers-by by the hand
to give them a firm handshake
to rip their arms from the sockets
to beat their heavily bleeding bodies with their dismembered limb
to stand over them until they utter their final words
It's a beautiful day
a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day to mangle flesh
The birds are chirping
the sky is clear
the windchimes playing their happy song
with screams in the background
blood-curdling screams
and cursing and expletives
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
From afar comes the sound of a man mowing his lawn
happily sweating and pushing his Snapper
it's a beautiful day
it's a beautiful day
it's a beautiful day
to stroll over and greet him
to say, 'lovely day'
to rip the machine from his hardworking grasp
to tilt the still-running lawnmower sideways
to grab the guy forcefully
to force his head in the path of the blade
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day to smell blood, freshly shed
to hear the man's screams
to hear him yell hopelessly
as his mouth becomes shredded
his voicebox purred
the only noise emitted from him
is the gurgling from the opening of his neck
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
the birds are chirping
the skies are clear
the leaves playing in the wind
a fountain babbling in the distance
the children playing in the courtyard
the geese as they fly overhead
dogs barking as the mailman passes
the ice cream man and his truck of many flavours
the water sprinklers happily clicking...
Originally conceived for a two-man side project known as Hot Soda Apparatus
Tréteque (me) - Vocals, Synth
Timbill (askmeaboutLOOM) – Cymbal, Bongos, Tambourine, Timpanic Bell, Triangle
Pheatherwäit - Flute
LYRICS:
Look outside.
The birds are chirping
The sky is clear
the windchimes tinkle in the wind; a warm spring breeze
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day to start killing.
to take a relaxing stroll in the sun
to peacefully roam the great outdoors
to take any passers-by by the hand
to give them a firm handshake
to rip their arms from the sockets
to beat their heavily bleeding bodies with their dismembered limb
to stand over them until they utter their final words
It's a beautiful day
a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day to mangle flesh
The birds are chirping
the sky is clear
the windchimes playing their happy song
with screams in the background
blood-curdling screams
and cursing and expletives
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
From afar comes the sound of a man mowing his lawn
happily sweating and pushing his Snapper
it's a beautiful day
it's a beautiful day
it's a beautiful day
to stroll over and greet him
to say, 'lovely day'
to rip the machine from his hardworking grasp
to tilt the still-running lawnmower sideways
to grab the guy forcefully
to force his head in the path of the blade
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day to smell blood, freshly shed
to hear the man's screams
to hear him yell hopelessly
as his mouth becomes shredded
his voicebox purred
the only noise emitted from him
is the gurgling from the opening of his neck
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
the birds are chirping
the skies are clear
the leaves playing in the wind
a fountain babbling in the distance
the children playing in the courtyard
the geese as they fly overhead
dogs barking as the mailman passes
the ice cream man and his truck of many flavours
the water sprinklers happily clicking...
posted by man vs sun (1 comment total)
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Maybe if his songs were more homicidal, I'd respect the band again.
posted by askmeaboutLOOM at 10:36 PM on July 5, 2009