Solid Chunks of Energy

by Jake McKelvie & the Countertops

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Recorded, mixed, and messed with by El Rancho Deluxe, aka Kevin Dremel

Mastered by James S. Tomaszewski, Jr.

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released May 9, 2014

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Track Name: Mini Monster
With a high speed slide projector, if i tape my arms together
I will have twice the power or so they say
If i start recycling every thursday morning
There will still be bottles on the roadside anyway
Just not clean enough to drink from or appear as though
They’ve never been used
I’m like a penny in the pocket of a rich man
And you’re the rich man’s point of view
You needn’t look at me again

The number one insider, if mother nature were here I would probably fight her
I don’t need a final decider just something to light the way
I’m trying to ease you in, but my bristles and whistles are way too thin
You’re just waiting for someone to wait for me to say
What will it take to get the monster out of me, what will it take to get the monster into you
I’m gonna find a mini monster in my sleep if it’s the last thing that I do
There’s something swimming in my time now that you are mine

I paid good dough to see her be her own beekeeper
The combs have come to crash and carry me across this camp
I don’t recall the score that’s why I’m not camping here no more
It takes too long to wash the ‘x’s off my hands
The juggler does not need another amputation
It looks like we’ve got a crier in the plans
I will not be here long enough to satisfy all your demands
Needless to say the needle stayed

You found another crown, you tried to bring me down
You turned it up to loud now you’re gone
You cosmonaut you cause me not to go just splinter
Now i am gone again
Of all the things that i have ever had to wish for, now I just hope that I don’t starve to death
If I don’t get on wheels or nothing at least I’ll get you off my chest
As long as it’s not on my spine now that you are mine
Track Name: Propeller
I want to know a backward compatible companion
A tired road, a sleeper in the grass
The days are ruined, it’s like a thousand afternoons
Just landed in my lap and swore themselves to secrecy
But whatever they’re keeping is not worth me seeking

It’s not too late for me to touch your virtual body
And your estate isn’t all that heavily guarded
It gets so cold that next time I break the mold
I’m gonna wrap myself up in all of the pieces
And I wanted you so bad, I wanted you so bad

I’m getting old and I’m trying to keep my propeller
Above the fold and on the bottom line
There’s nothing more, I don’t know what this antenna’s for
But as long as there is a 24 hour convenience store
I’ll be conscious forever with my hands tied together

It’s just one step above a stick and a torn up bandana
It’s hard to love it’s harder still to join
The highway stars in a world of high calorie protein bars
And a trophy for the leader of the double dippers
And I wanted you so bad, I wanted you so bad
Track Name: Wristwatch
I’m sick of the land lubbers, I’m sick of the tan lovers
The tie dyes, the tired eyes and the rest
So I’m going out to see what the water makes of me
Or if there is just a lubber in my chest
It’s not about cattle, I’m sick of committing
So I might as well straddle the line between starting and quitting
And if they don’t commend me they won’t get off easy, cause it’s hard for me I guess

So the salt negates my bitterness, this silly situation is hit or miss
My love for you is nearly gone
Between a thorn in my side and a water bitten ride
I will take the one with more wide open sky
And if they publish me ever and I get what is coming
About my endeavor and not about the fact that I’m running
A magazine cover so your future lover will shiver when he reads what’s become of me

It’s been a matter of months, I don’t matter to you
So I guess there is something that you’d like me to do
Find something abandoned or a deeper shade of blue or maroon or a darker night sky
But it’s gotten to the point where I think I can see
In the murkiest depths for several miles it seems
But no publications have even mentioned my name

So I started wearing earth tones again, I started feeling alone again
I’ve started wondering where you are
But it’s not like I’ve seen all the things I need to see and it’s not like I’ve done all the things I gotta
But I miss you goddamnit, I hate to admit it
I didn’t even plan it, but my head went and did it
So I’ll stay a bit longer and I’ll hope to get stronger but I’m weaker than you think

But if i can’t stop this restlessness then I can’t stop the rest of this
I’ll take my longing to the shore
And I’m going back westward, so I can counter-sequester
Myself from yourself and yourself from the storm
The streets are more quiet than they were when I left them
I won’t start a riot but I guess I’ve got a couple of questions
Like where the hell are you
And what am I to do now that I’ve returned and my bridges have been burned

But as my luck would have it, you quit your bad habit
You started sleeping with the door closed
And the curtains drawn tight and an absence of light
And the feeling something bad is gonna happen
So my shoulders pulled through just in time
To find four hands in the air but none of them were mine
So I’m going back out there, I’m going back out there in spite of you
But I need you back sometime, I need you back sometime
But any old time won’t do
Track Name: Aside From Your Hair
I could watch the days disintegrate or I could start rebuilding them
with double clicks, triple titles, fire me just like a rifle
Buy your kindness at the store and lay me out across the floor
I do not need your money just like I don’t need you anymore
I’ll hit the button like I should and leave you like a lover would
And never try to make you mine like you my darling clementine
Are you a sight for sore eyes, a reason to get more eyes, or a nonessential part in my escape
And is there anybody watching over me, I better run before it’s too late

Solid chunks of energy or liquid if you have to fake it
Find the subtle outline, hold it up to light and try to trace it
With your bland tasting, hand shaking, head racing past the coffee copy maker
Always take a second to prepare for all the awful things you’re bound to see out there
I saw two or three this morning, they were inching closer to your hair
And riding in your shopping cart, making nests inside your heart
And acting like they never knew your name
But I don’t need this that bad do I

My skin is getting thinner and the days are getting harder
But at least the spots under my eyes are getting darker
And my sleeves are getting shorter and my face is turning gray
But it’s not like all the money here just shriveled up or walked away
Or moved to another dimension, or simply stopped existing in the formal sense despite my best intentions
And no one in the morning ever gives themselves to me
So why do I offer myself to the morning
And why do all the days continue passing without any kind of warning

But forgetting all the ticket stubs and rubber gloves and tooth decay
Driving home with heavy eyelids shaking my head half the way
And leaning in the kitchen which is fine enough for me I guess
And waiting for the ringing telephone not to scare me to death
There’s frosting that is piled high caking up against my gums
It’s thicker than the coat of dust that’s settling atop my lungs
No matter how I sift through I’ll never sort your tangles
Just forget about watching over me because I am the one who guards the angels

But I swear my anger is not livid enough
And my memories are not vivid enough
And my nerves are not timid enough
And you are not forgiving enough
And I’m not really living enough to make any of this seem worthwhile

No my anger is not livid enough
And my memories are not vivid enough
And my nerves are not timid enough
And you are not forgiving enough
And I'm not really living enough to make any of this seem worthwhile

But there’s gotta be some reason to find you
Aside from your hair blowing behind
You there’s gotta be some reason to find you aside from your hair
Track Name: Coming Too
You’ve gotta sing it on your own time or at least when I'm out of town
You know you’re gonna have to buy me jewelry now
There are boxes in the attic, they are flattened from unpacking
And I'll tape them back together for this

I don’t care about your boots no more
And I don’t care how many ways there are to leave you
I am picking the first one
I will know by the number of steel guitars on your next endeavor how sad you are

But if your lips were any softer I would fall right through
If your lips were any softer I would fall right through
If your lips were any softer I'd fall right through

So I'm packing your bags for the morning
And the morning will take all my time and put it back where it needs to be
Then I'm bringing you back to Nashville
But that doesn’t mean that I am coming too

No matter how many rhinestones
No matter how many times you have been driven home and not known who has taken you
If I had any answers, if there were any fewer square dancers
If you were not a freelancer I'd be home with you right now
You said it’s somebody else’s song
Just something that you learned the other afternoon while I was at home sleeping
On the couch, in front of the tv, I know that’s not your favorite place for me to be but it is mine

But if your lips were any softer I would fall right through
If your lips were any softer I would fall right through
If your lips were any softer I'd fall right through

So I'm packing your bags for the morning
And the morning will take all my time and put it back where it needs to be
Then I'm bringing you back to Nashville
But that doesn’t mean that I am coming too
Track Name: Time is a Chew Toy
Who let the time I watched slip by through the gate, and back into your place
And under the stairs where I used to sleep
And why is it I only miss you when you’re not around
And I'm never that hungry until you don’t feed me
Now your thinking is deeper
I am on shallower ground
There’s nothing to play with here and you won’t let me out

Time is a chew toy and you’ve ripped out all of the cotton
Everyone knows I'm a lover but now even that has gone rotten
You lost what you’re looking for, you didn’t even check in the garden
But that’s exactly where it’s been hiding
Your eyes are still bluer than mine but my muscles are black
And the tears came rushing out of you like they were under an attack

Your caffeinated touch
And the things that I've chosen not to think of very much
Have gotten all their hands on me
Now I'm in double dutch
And there's something in the nothingness but nothingness is such
Such a something or nothing or something or nothing

So who let the time I let sneak by under the fence and over my head
And back underground where it first came from
Track Name: Flock Hard, Lockhart
Lockhart does not miss me like he said a thousand times
There best not be a pigeon over there
Born again my left foot, I've seen saner men than you
Camp and eventually crumble
Camp and eventually crumble
Camp and eventually crumble just like you will soon

Don't call me the ex-treasurer, it does not mean a thing
You best not come crawling back to plea
And don't my darling shiver when your fur collection fleas
Because who in their right mind could love you
Who in their right mind could love you
Who in their right mind could love you, certainly not me

And do not change a thing
You just don't have the capacity to make those little critters sing
And I don't have the time
To get this leaking faucet off my mind

And Lockhart does not love me, I guess I should face the facts
He told me he would never disappear quite like that
If the forest catches fire or the hares all up and go
How long in this town would I last
How long in this town could I last
How long in this town would I last until everybody knows

And since there's no one left in this town, I'm going down
Where the clingers and the cats hang out
And soon I'll be crowned the king of the horses
Or the king of the torches
When I pay off my mortgage I will be better off

So flock hard, Lockhart
Track Name: So Long, the Scrubber
You've got to get yourself together
You better buy yourself a car
There ought to be no one who knows how to evade me
There ought to be some part of you in my coffee

You've got to get up in the morning
You better get yourself to bed
I really don't mind you, I really don't want to
I really have much better things in my head

And so long the scrubber, I may not have needed you anyway
I won't go kindly, I may not even go at all
I need you like I need my body to escape me
Or my body to escape me
Or my body to escape me

Now I'm a sucker for delivery
Though I couldn't color you any brighter
I am taking my time here and I'm making you mine here
I'm driving all over the place again

But if you are going to the center then you're going to cripple me
But it's fine I've resigned I will never walk again
And if you come in more, you don't know what you're in for
But neither do either of the people that I've seen

And so long the swimmer, I may not have needed you anyway
I won't go kindly, I may not even go at all
I need you like I need my money to control me
Or my money to control me
Or my money to control me

And so I'm bringing you down

And so long the spinner, I may not have needed you anyway
I won't go kindly, I may not even go at all
I need you like I need my body
I need you like I need my body
I need you like I need my
Need you like I need my
Need you like I need my body
Track Name: Woke Awake
I woke awake, I must have made a mistake
Now I'm dying to make it again
For the next thirty years or at least until I can stop screaming
I'm here because I ought to be, not because I want to be
Not that there's any place else
I can go without running the risk of making a fool of myself
There are lights overhead, there are kites in my bed
There are lines in my head that go straight to you

You gave me medicine, it didn't help me none
I feel the same as I used to
Ears ringing, eyes stinging, you bringing me back to life
But I've found no reason for me not to breathe in
This terrible translucent air
Because I've been dying for hours, but I've been living for years so who cares
There are pictures of me in the halls in my dreams
There are pictures of me everywhere

But I used to be lighter and quicker on my feet
I used to dance like a fighter

So now I mix my memories with a rusty old spoon
And I taste them when I am all done
For the grease stains and back pains and card games and migraines
And my fame just melting in the sun
But if there's anybody here who remembers me
And if there's anybody here who remembers me
Then tell me right now

I'm just searching for a taste that's as bitter as my own
And I don't know when I'm gonna find it
Track Name: Lots and Lots and Lots of Money
Lots and lots and lots of money
I go where the shuttle takes me
So we're heading for the sun
We are better off this time
We are better off this time
We are better off this time around

So she doesn't know me by my name
So I will sleep a hundred years
I am not quite the tired man
That I was when I left here

Finally I will not shiver
When my suit to you just shimmers
I do not need you or something
We are better off this time
We are better off this time
We are better off this time around

What's the point evacuating
It takes you back to our home station
I will not fasten up a thing
The slower I fall the better

We are better off this time
We are better off this time
We are better off this time around