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Clot the Wobblin
04:10
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You said you're never gonna make it truly stick
And that turned out true but what can you do
It turned out true but what can you do
It turned out true but what can you do
Hm, let's think...
You can plot out the end game, rebuild the mainframe
Drink a bunch of stuff without referencing a brand name
You could empty your heart and refill it with aspartame
Wait a couple years and do the same thing again
And sure I could be famous-er but I could be aimless-er
And in the grand scheme certain things could be painless-er
But anyone can wonder why they do what they do to begin with
Believe it or not I've been sipping out of cans
They say cans give you cancer but so do certain plants
And certain stances
In some places certain dances give you cancer
So I keep sipping out of cans
And if you don't hold on tight you might lose me
If you don't hold on tight that might be an improvement
If you don't hold on tight I just might not invite you back in
So then guess what?
We get back together then we get back apart
And everyone just does what they were doing in the first place
Once we got slightly bolder it was better getting on
Then someone had to wonder where you go to once you're gone
The devil's in the details, the devil's in your emails
The devil's gonna sell your soul and mark it up for retail
And I'm gonna buy it cuz I can't resist a good sale
So then we get back together
Then we get back apart
And everyone just does what they were doing in the first place
Once we got slightly bolder it was better getting on
Then someone had to wonder where you go to once you're gone
And it's hard to think about this world
It's hard to clot the wobblin
It's hard to keep the curses out
To put a stop to the sobbin
I'm trying to get you less completely
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2. |
Eat Around the Pudding
03:54
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The early aughts were the ready or nots
The assortment of soon to be sun spots
The early underscore of my third favorite part of you
I guess youāve undone me, I guess itās unfunny
To say what youāre doing but not what you do
Iād like you to love me but not from above me
From up in front where the light shines through
First youāre a homeowner then youāre a combover
Checking your license to confirm youāre an organ donor
Not so certain whatās behind the curtain but still pretty sure
And now that youāre stressing Iāll teach you a lesson
The way that youāre dressed Iād guess itās the fall
But hereās what you do and I swear this is true
You eat around the pudding so the last bite has it all
āØAnd youāre trapped from the inside
Iām still in my disguise
And why is it that Iām always half naked in your eyes
Do we trip the breaker
I set a small alarm
Because you want to meet my maker
But you do not have the arms
You take way too long, youāre an 8 minute song
And Iām counting backward from 60 again
Now Iād like my money back for my copy
āHow Not to Be Sleepy at 7amā
I guess this is it where you swish then you spit
And you pick at your teeth until the numbness wears off
And you wipe off your mouth then you go walk around
Because youāre already out but youāre not gonna tell your boss
Now letās just say youāre an easy bake and youāre cooking a wedding cake
Whichever the tinnitus or the carpal tunnel takes
Determines whatās best to be fancily dressed
Or to sleep until you choose
But while you wait for the glue to dry hereās a quick clue to trie
Not all at once but still once and for all
Hereās what you do and Iāve even proven this true
You eat around the pudding and then you gallop until you fall
Youāre paying off your dues
You donāt know what to choose
When you owe on all the backlogs but you still incur the new
Do we raise the stakes or try to slip through unharmed
Because you want to be the death of me
But you donāt have the weaponry
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3. |
Reach Out and Grab Ya
03:24
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Thereās a cap on the days, itās a slap in the face, itās a famine
When I thought you were tired of all of this goofinā around
It explodes when you shake which creates a big misunderstanding
My heartās not for you, thatās not true, itās just deep underground
Itās so unfair, I swear that I could just reach out and grab ya
But itās all from the cola, my hands, when I stole ya passed through
Quite frankly, I want you so bad that it makes me so sad not to have ya
And I donāt wanna make it so I canāt come into your room
I waited so long because I thought it was wrong to persuade youāØAnd I thought weād collide once the colors combine, red and blue
But if we do thatās a whole separate pile of bullshit to wade through
And itās such a small space that your heart has to break
Into two or three pieces just so itāll fit through
What if I say to you that itās true youāve been on my mind daily
But I thought that I found you right here on the side of the road
If I needed to be saved donāt you think Iād have asked you to save me
And then donāt you get colder the longer you sit in the snow
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4. |
Coffee or Soda
03:39
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Concerning the point, if youāve found one to make
Stop gutting the greeter for its own silly sake
Iām getting real sleepy, Iām betting itās easy
Iām getting by getting my baked goods biweekly
Iām a damage dismisser ātil the damage is done
Iām the 99th caller with a swollen up tongueāØIām a poor conversationer, semi-vacationer
Perfect-reception-but-canāt-stand-the-station-er
And how does this all blend together?
Iām getting closer but I canāt get your makeup off of my chin
Then how do you get to the point where you sit
On a couch with a cleaver but you chew off your wrists
Iām a born hide and seeker, an old worn out sneaker
A mandatory middle school assembly guest speaker
And how does this all blend together?
Iām getting closer but I canāt get your makeup off of my chin
And when do we dry off completely?
Thatās this unfortunate predicament Iām finding myself in
Itās coffee or soda, or coffee and soda
Or pretzels and coffee and candy and soda
And why donāt you chew in 10-2 like youāre supposed to
If only the sun lasts forever
If only the sun lasts forever
Then how long are we supposed to last?
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5. |
Denny's Parma
04:09
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If the man in the back was any worse of a dresser
Iād take off my mask and Iād breathe you forever
But the wheels on my chair only roll to the door
And the window just lets the light in
āØSo give me a ribbon and group me together
With the fingernail biters and the nervous heavy sweaters
On a fresh bed of greens so the neighbors feel better
At least ātil the doctors arrive
Iām trying to get you but lately that takes me a long time
But the highway patrol in the desert wonāt listen
To the tips of my fingers that I cut off in the kitchen
Iāve got nothing to do with the movies
Iāve got nothing to do with the rain
So next time Iāll bring spoonfuls of oil
That blacken my teeth and contaminate the soil
And leave me to wonder if the water will boil
Though Iām drinking it either way
And now I live in Medford
Thereās hardly food here
I donāt deserve it
And now I want your chowder
You make me smile but you make me nervous
Youāre a bad reputation I struggle to uphold
Youāre a penny on the ground
Youāre a deer in the road
Youāre a lover, a leaver, a third-time deceiver
I used to know better but now I donāt believe her
It gets to the point where Iām trading my meals
For piles of old crumpled up automobiles
I could take to the edges or learn how to steal
But I donāt want to be here that long
Maybe it feels like Iām asking myself for my own spare change
But whether or not youāre a snake in the grass
The bad times will come and the good ones wonāt last
And the vitamin C will disappear way too fast
And thatās when you know that youāre gone
And now I live on Greyhound
Thereās only drunks here
I donāt deserve it
And now youāve got me thinking
Iāll never leave here, at least not on purpose
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6. |
Cribbage Champs
04:22
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While inspecting my surroundings through a paper towel tube
I thought I saw you plotting your impossible next move
Guess I caught you on the run again, I caught you on the loose
And donāt act like that does not amuse ya
On your second through attempt of half-explaining your dumb dream
In a time of never knowing just exactly what you meanāØI must admit I had you on my mind when I cooked up this scheme
So does it or donāt it include ya
When I decide to tell you what I always thought was true
It feels as though Iām loving three alternatives to you
Still I donāt want you to notice when I say that we are through
And I just hope that doesnāt confuse ya
You thought enough to claim that you donāt care about the blues
Iād whistle any shade of any color that you choose
I just donāt know how not to make it so I always think of you
And for that I suppose I salute ya
And you forced me to confess to what I didnāt wanna do
And now this sudden mess has convoluted my whole view
Itās a bit hard to explain but youāve been skunked and Iām untrue
But I did what I did just to suit ya
And now youāre rifling through drawers and getting angrier at me
For not writing down the purchase code or confirmation key
How many times can you remind me to archive and not delete
And how many times can I simply refuse to
But I keep on coming back to what I found in our backseat
A sudden seeming snap to our collapse, our sad defeat
Pertaining to the words you scribbled down on our old sheet
āCribbage Champs 2017 Mark and Nancyā
āØAnd what Iām gonna have to tell you
Is weāre not playing anymore
In all truth I hate to lose you
But Iāve lost this way before
And itās hard to let you know
That itās hard to let you go
But just donāt try to say I didnāt try to tell you so
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7. |
Stole the Rhyme
04:20
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If I caught you so blatantly baby itās crazy
Youāre lately not looking at me
Because I somewhat out loud said the difference in crowd
Prompted you to choose the alternate key
Thereās a ring in your hearing, the checkās in the clearing
Thereās somebody cheering for me
And Iām wondering still if the bottle will fill
To the top or just pop like you said it would naturally
Iām sick of the jingle, Iām stuck in the jungle
Itās all getting boring to me
Still I increasingly stupid and sheepishly
Asked you what thatās supposed to mean
You said it wouldnāt seem it but baby Iād deem it
Unfitting for me to come clean
And then soon you thankfully calmly but angrily
Said to me ābaby, that thought is quite frankly obsceneā
Now Iām such a wreck that you scared half the heck
Out of me when you started to scream
Itās a map to the core which Iāve mentioned before
But itās almost exactly the same
As the theme from the film that you saw when you fell
Down the stairs and that damaged your brain
But I got you to belt it, Iām sure that you felt it
From where you were sitting which was basically
Just out of frame
But thereās no sense in snickering, lying or bickering
Who stole what from whom first
Because now nearly twice a day Iām sure Iāll evaporate
I have such a sinister thirst
I have to confess itās a miserable mess
But at least weāve avoided the curse
And of all of the ways for you to get paid
This turn of phrase happened to take a turn for the worst
āØBut sweet baby Iām not that crazy Iām
Just late this time in getting home
I stole the rhyme but not the dollar sign
Iāve just resigned myself to living alone
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8. |
Dry Cleaner
05:38
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It starts with an order: āTry on the cement shoesā
Iām gonna find you someone new to sleep next to
He turns to a cluster, curses and cries
I try to feel sorry for him
But itās you thatās consuming my mind
So youāre my reluctant well received in-betweener
My paddle, my puppet
My gorgeous accomplice dry cleaner
I want you to hold me
I swear that the splatter is dry
Iād have you beside me right now
But you said you have to work until 9
And you hardly even notice the time passing
That makes me crazy
You tend to shiver while Iām still sleeping in
Iāll kill any sucker within reach without reason
In attempt to discover the cost of your bleach bill increasing
But I need you to trust me
I drink a whole lot of red wine
If I told you once I told you twice
Iāve told you 3 or 4 million times
And you hardly even notice the blood splashing
That makes you hate me
You tend to shudder when I poke my head through
I was three quarters finished my fifth stolen soda
When I found that your findings from before
Were not holding over
So I drove you in circles which soon became lines
I was looking for signals from you
And I completely lost track of the signs
And I didnāt even notice the moose crossing
That made you lucky
You tend to buckle at the perfect time
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9. |
Stairway
04:35
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Location canāt be position specificallyāØItās highly intrinsic, the way you were trained
I adore you so much that the floor you were on
Just fell out from the sudden decay
I donāt want to have to frighten or haunt you
I just need a costume for a couple of days
It might cost you but letās move to a city
Where the major league teams are bad
So the tickets are cheap
And we can go to the games every day
I canāt let your spit dissolve my insanity
Canāt let your kiss chase my troubles away
If I heard you in the way Iād prefer to
You love me so bad that you canāt even say
But then really once you finally get near me
Itās āthe love turned so bad that you just couldnāt stayā
If you tell me what you need I can check in the back
Where we keep all the good ones and Iāll drop it off on the way
I had no intention of leaving
Thatās just a force of bad habit
Like how once youāve been stabbed thereās no way to un-stab it
I thought that Iād beat you but it turned out
You reached out and grabbed it
Just before I could stand in your way
Well you blew it, you got the dust in the fluid
Which of course became ruined even though it was sealed
Like a melting pot that, believe it or not,
We let sit for so long that the damn thing congealed
So you had to go and pick at the scab you got
Seconds before it was perfectly healed
Now I hear you, itās simply Iām never near you
Itās the same thing each time like a carousel in rewind
Or a four course meal
Now undo it, simply untape or unglue it
You can punch a hole through it and repair it with me
I got better running right through the center
Where the Curves and the video store used to be
Though before that in a much earlier format
Itās just an old floor mat, you wipe off your feet
Goes to show you that youāre soft to the touchāØAnd Iām a tattoo you only got half through
Because you said it hurt you too much
āØCanāt we just assume that Iām learning my lesson
Itāll chew you up and swallow you
Or a better expression
Iāve barely begun then Iām done
I slow-danced to the last 30 seconds of Stairway to Heaven
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10. |
Planned Obsolescence
01:29
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Iām still short of proof of what happened before
And now that itās true what good is this memory for?
And why do I love you with such a strong vigor?
Which is the action and which is the trigger?āØItās mine to install but itās yours to configureāØAnd Iām gonna take all the blame
And why did we go with the planned obsolescenceāØItās cheaper I know, but itās harsher in essence
And now that the code is in place and itās present
Weāll just wait and see if you notice
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