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týr 2008-11-04 16:12:23

Can't Have It All

Applying moisturizer in the microwave window
for the tenth time, he should've called me an hour ago.
Would he be here with flowers if i lived in Arizona?

They say there's no love left in the big cities. It's kinda true.
I guess you'll find me coming soon to a small town near you.
I'll sell my guitar so i can by myself a tractor.

Fuck this, this can't be my life.
I moisturized ten times tonight
Why can't I sit down and write?
Bring this question to light.

[chorus]
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
one hand or the other, the butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall?
It's driving me crazy...
That I can't have it all.

If these walls could talk, they'd probably cry out for mercy
'Til i'm outlined in chalk, I'll be romantically thirsty
So I drink and drink from the proverbial time sink

Fuck this, this can't be my life,
tears flowing in full force tonight.
Why can't i sit down and write?
Bring this question to light.

[chorus]

bridge
Do we hold the future, or does it come in peace?
And if it's in my hands, are you sure it should be in brittle hands like these?
Life, love, and the pursuit of all the things they promised me
Can i have all of the above? a
Are the best things in life truly free?

[chorus]

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2008-11-04 16:15:30 týr

Goddamned

I'm marching to Zion
A camera in my hand
I hear people cryin'
Dyin' for this blood-stained land
The streets of old Jerusalem
Are lined with souvenirs and those buying them
It sounds cold, but I cannot see
How this theme park has shaped history

[chorus]
Cause virgins don't have babies
And water it isn't wine
And there's a holy spirit maybe
But she would never rent a room with walls built by mankind
Mary and Mohammad
Are screaming through the clouds
For you to lay your goddamned arms down
Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned ground

Stand in line patiently
To supercharge your rosary
Or stuff your prayers inside this wall
We once had god trapped in this great hall
But we've been cast out from this place
They say a prophet floated from here to outer space
Am I crazy? Maybe it's me
But this all sounds like mythology

[chorus]
Cause virgins don't have babies
And water it isn't wine
And there's a holy spirit maybe
But she would never rent a room with walls built by mankind
Mary and Mohammed
Are screaming through the clouds
For you to lay your goddamned arms down
Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned ground

Zeus was afraid of his girlfriend
So he swallowed her in bed
Then he bore forth Athena
When they cracked open his head
Her brother tried to rape her
Athena got away
And when his seed hit the ground
the grass gave birth that day

Now we all freely admit
This story's clearly bullshit
No one would lay down their life
Or start a war for it
So throw your stones and pray
You'll be rewarded someday
I hope it all goes your way
But something tells me...

No one's coming to save you
No one's coming to save you
No one's coming to save you
Save yourselves
From turning earth into hell

No one's coming to save you
No one's coming to save you
No one's coming to save you
No one's coming to save you
Mary and Mohammad
Are screaming through the clouds
For you to lay your goddamned arms down
Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned ground

2008-11-04 21:19:04 týr

On All Fours

Three weeks and counting ‘till he’s on his way to France
Not a dime in his pocket but a ticket in his hand
He’s a cynical bastard but there’s hope in his eyes
It’s been a long time coming
It’s been a long time running from his insides

He tries hard to songwrite his way out of bed
But nothing tastes and clever as it sounded in his head
He wants to get his teeth wet and sink his feet in
He should have billions of dollars
‘Cause every ass hole’s put two cents in

But he writes the songs yeah
He can say what he wants yeah
He can be who he wants to
And they say he’s wrong
But they keep tagging along
Yeah they can leave if they want to
And his way will never meet yours
He’s got the world his back
And watch him take it
On all fours

Nine out of ten mother fuckers agree
That his fucking foul language
Is a fucking travesty
But mother fucking fuck is just another fucking word
The idea a word is dirty is too in-fucking-absurd

But he writes the songs yeah
He can say what he wants yeah
He can be who he wants to
And they say he’s wrong
But they keep tagging along
Yeah they can leave if they want to
And his way will never meet yours
He’s got the world his back
And watch him take it
On all fours

And this world will soon be the death of him
And his voice will fade away
And his jeans will be all that’s left of him
And they’ll wonder if he was okay
And the alchys will say it was drinking
And the preacher will say it was sin
And his mother will say he was thinking
Only of himself again
And the gays will say it was straight people
And the straights will say it was AIDS
And he’ll be in line at the gate
People still standing in his way
In his way

In his way

Yeah he writes the songs
And he can say what he wants yeah
He can be who he wants to
And they say he’s wrong
But they keep tagging along
Yeah they can leave if they want to
And his way will never meet yours
He’s got the world his back
And watch him take it
On all fours

2008-11-04 21:19:27 týr

String-A-Long Song

To the boy who should have loved me,
From the boy you could've had.
I promised not to send this letter,
I wouldn't want you to feel bad.
For not opening your heart to me,
For your unavailability.

I guess you're not required to like me,
But did you fake it just to spite me?

[chorus]
Well here's a little String-a-long song for you.
Just give up your pride, your past, your pain, your fear of intimacy
And string-a-long with me too.

Thanks for leading me on,
But this time I'm gonna be strong--
Although your disinterest kind of came as a surprise cause
You could see the sin and the sadness
And taste the gin and the madness
on my lips, and in my eyes well
I can't help that I wanna see you again.
But it takes two to start a string-a-long song
And only one... to make it end.

Well the Flake Syndrome is an epidemic
That spans the globe from town to town.
But I can't figure out why you put forth such an effort
To win me over, just to turn me down.
Cause your words are so soft and sweet,
But your actions are screaming.
And if you see me waiting around for you,
I hope you also see you're dreaming.

[chorus]
Well here's a little String-a-long song for you.
Just give up your pride, your past, your pain, your fear of intimacy
And string-a-long with me too.

Thanks for leading me on,
But this time I'm gonna be strong--
Although your disinterest kind of came as a surprise cause
You could see the sin and the sadness
And taste the gin and the madness
on my lips, and in my eyes well
I can't help that I wanna see you again.
But it takes two to start a string-a-long song
And only one... to make it end.

I know he'll break my heart,
I know I'll fall apart. And
I know because this is how it starts.
Maybe it's wrong of me...
To wish that we could be,
But your kiss matched mine
So perfectly.

[chorus]
Well here's a little String-a-long song for you.
Just give up your pride, your past, your pain, your fear of intimacy
And string-a-long with me too.

Thanks for leading me on,
But this time I'm gonna be strong--
I wish you weren't too scared to speak your goodbyes cause
The truth is I wish you well, thanks for saving me from hell
I owe you one of the few I got left of my nine lives.
Well, I can't help that I wanna see you again.
But it takes two to start a string-a-long song
And only one... to make it end.

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