1. Reverse
2. Another
3. Hole in the Head
4. Attitude
5. Another Another
6. Scary
7. Egoboy
8. Learning to Forget
9. Flowers of Irony
10. Precision
11. Pot of Gold
12. Forward
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Watching that same old
movie
Showing how great things will be
Just as the action begins
The movie starts again
Sun's coming out, sky is
blue
Now what do you do
Smoke another (cough) cigarette
Something else you will regret
Gotta follow etiquette
Just about as bad as it can get
And it isn't over yet
Have another piece of pie
Maybe that will satisfy
Stomach's bigger than the eye
Gotta find a new supply
Got no time to question why
Burrowing into the slime
The atmosphere is so sublime
Safe among the muck and grime
Losing all track of time
Find another need to feed
Expectations to exceed
All the experts have agreed
It's guaranteed to succeed
Get another pile of stuff
Special order extra fluff
Life without it was pretty rough
But you haven't had enough
Find another hole in your head
Fill it up with lies you've been fed
Should have had a break instead
Now it's almost time for bed
Sing another useless song
Get it all completely wrong
Same as it's been all along
Where has everybody gone
I need this like I need
a hole in the head
I need a whole lot of fame and money instead
Stay in control
Away from the hole
Stick to the goal
Focus on the road up ahead
I need to learn to like
the hole in my head
I need to try to remember what I just said
Oi wa the hey
What did he say
Kneel down and pray
Better find my way back to bed
Fill in the hole, fill
it with sand
Cover it up while you still can
Fill up the hole, fill it with air
Flood it until there's nothing there
Eliminate the hole, it's the only way
Don't look back, just throw it away
Obsess about the hole, can't let it go
What's there to do, wait and watch it grow
Fall into the hole, it's easier each time
I'm feeling safe in the muck and grime
Jump in the hole, take the path you know
Or take a walk, you're free to go
Stay in the hole, I've got a plan
Bake me a cake as fast as you can
Appreciate the hole because it's here to stay
Teach fish to swim, make God obey
Consumed by the hole, dissolved into air
There's nothing left
Does anybody care
Do you need this piece
of cake
Or this barrel of laughs
I don't know quite what I'm doing wrong
But I doubt that I can get it right
Attitude now, that's a
drug
They could sell it like air
Suck it down, making what I make make sense
But the doubts -- they remain everywhere
You can want it
You can have it
You can think it won't make you sick
It's a good thing
It's the best thing
You can see it will do the trick
Make you feel good
Just like you should
' 'Til you need another lick
You're a good kid but look what you did (Won't you play with me)
Made a mess
Who'll clean it up
This this this push it this this is what I need
How'd I get here without it
And does anyone care
Look look look look away
Acknowledging your place
And hold on tight
To the letting go
Jettison your baggage
And you're where you should be
And all that's left
Is attitude
Another time another place
A man escapes the human race
Another race another day
Watch as he wastes his life away
Another way to pass the
time
Another film of muck and grime
Another grime another muck
Another hole to open up
Another up another down
Another loop to go around
Another round another game
What does he say, it's all the same
Another same another change
Another scene to rearrange
How to not act afraid when
you are afraid
How to not be afraid when everything's scary
How to not show the fear
How to get out of here
Make the world disappear
It's very
Scary...
It's scary it's scary...
How to look someone else in the eye
How to not let them know that they are scary
How do I learn to live
What is the alternative
(When did this become about me? Please don't answer.)
Talk to the animals
Get paralyzed
It's all about you boy
The methods you employ
Love genuine and true
Is put to effective use
Each deed you do for good
Moves you closer to sainthood
Your altruistic acts
Distract you from the facts
And help preserve your image of innocence
Egoboy
The axis of our world
He can figure out what all the stories are about
Egoboy
He is the star
We will do anything for the boy of our dreams
Teacher boy Thinker boy
Smarty pants Egoboy
Decent boy Good boy boy
Inoffensive Egoboy
Proper boy Father boy
Knows what's best Egoboy
Famous boy Hero boy
Pay attention Egoboy
You're starving for attention
While giving the impression
Attention's unessential in things self-referential
Opinions are rejected
From those that aren't connected
They're not the concentration of your consideration
It's still all about you
boy
Smart weapons that you deploy
Defending the blind conceit
True Meaning is obsolete
To shield your need not
to know
You stage an elaborate show
Believing what you believe
It's you that you must deceive
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This fiction born
in your head |
Convention
is deflected And efforts redirected Respect from those respected is all that is protected So meaning's disconnected and no one is affected Reality's neglected The system is perfected |
Egoboy
He says important stuff
We listen faithfully, pondering every word
Egoboy
Shows us how to live
Model citizen -- teaches by example
Egoboy
He is our man
We're waiting in the wings to serve the boy selflessly
Egoboy
Needs our support
We're doing our fair share, praising him, saving him
Egoboy
The show must go on
Inventing everything, missing the obvious
Egoboy
It's all his idea
It's just a fantasy
Never mind anyway
I'm learnin'
Learnin' to
Learnin' to
Learnin' to forget
Looking out a tiny window
At my future not so bright
It looks cold and dark but now I'm walking out into the night
Something tells me it's all right
Outside there's not much sound
But I hear music all around
Part of me would really like to find a pen and write it down
But I've already covered that ground
Out here the night is clear
There's beauty everywhere
And I know it's getting colder
But I can't go back in there
Might as well enjoy the air
Don't know how far I can walk
I'll go as far as I can
I know I'll never get there
Because I can't remember
Where am I going
Don't know how far I can see
I'm just trying to keep my focus
On where I'm going
Or maybe closer
Might be the truth
Good thing I can't see
I'm learnin'
Learnin'
Learnin'
Learnin' to
Learnin'
Learnin'
Learnin' to
Learnin' to
Learnin' to forget
Smoke another cigarette
' Cause the night's not over yet
I've still got some go to let
Maybe I will get it yet
Another lesson to forget
I may have suffered then
And I may suffer yet again
But right now I feel no pain
Although I can't recall your name
Let's play another game
Did you say something
I take you up
I take you down
First I'm a fool
Then I'm profound
But when I believe in me
I show you flowers of irony
I feel the power (of endless power)
Inside of me
Temporarily
Precision
I'm going to act with Precision
Cutting right through to the bone
Like a surgeon
I'm perpetrating violence
With Precision
I'm the man with the vision
I like to think we're rare
I'm inventing religion
By pretending I don't care
Beating you into submission
With Precision
Dropping in on the action
we see a man with a gun
He thinks he's accomplishing something, pointing to confusion
Exploring his own motivation he discovers he's all alone
So he opens his eyes, aims and fires directly into the unknown
It's like squeezing your brain through a piece of cheesecloth
Following my inclination
by following my inclination
Won't necessarily be a lot of fun
I need to act with precision which requires acting with precision
Wish I remembered...
The man with the gun is
on fire
The conclusion appears foregone
He wonders if he should be worried about requiring this sort of attention
Submitting to intuition he knows what needs to be done
Self-elimination
The only hope for perfection
Now I take my position
Proving that I'm still here
I could use a vacation
That's about all I'm good for
Reaching the point of submission
Saturation
Someone has got too much freedom
Like a poison
My freedom tastes like a poison
Please can I have some more
Tell me
Tell me how to live (my life)
Tell me something I don't
know
About the pot of gold that's not at the end of the rainbow
Show me pictures never seen
And teach me how to dream of a pot of gold and all good things
| Make believe
there's something new To say about the truth even though the truth is residue Give me good things to perceive And help me to believe Heaven is the best place there can be |
Look around;
there's something new to see It's all around you Swirling bits of truth float in the air Take another look; try to clarify what you believe and Heaven will be yours forevermore |
Tell me how to live (my life)
Tell me something I won't
hear
And help dispel the fear that the fear is all there is in here
Lie and say there's nothing new
To say about the truth when you know the truth is everything
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Make me feel that
what is real |
Look around; There's
still new things to see |
I'm
ready for the story now Complete with pictures showing how Those good things will be coming through to me |
Tell me secrets that reveal
How to feel what I don't feel
I've been listening to the anthem play
And the empty words that guide my way
I'm preparing for another day
And I'm learning how to pray
To the picture and the sound
To the music all around
Love and peace and harmony
Show me Heaven, make me see
Show me
Tell me stories never told
Help me find the pot of gold
Shiny pictures to perceive
Make believe in make believe
Reassure me I'm okay
Treasure everything I say
Mumble words that are not clear
Whisper them into my ear
Help me see that I am blind
Make me make up my own mind
Lead me on and lure me in
Shoot me up with heroine
Sing me songs that might make sense
Treat me with intelligence
Teach me clever words to say
Give me orders to obey
Tell me all about the war
Show me what I'm fighting for
Promise me no one will die
If you believe it so will I
Help me picture my ideal
Love me as if love is real
Hold me tight and don't let go
Nobody will ever know
Tell me tell me tell me (again)
Keep telling me the story
now
And if you reach the end somehow
Then start at the beginning once again
Tell me
Changing the channel again
Looking for that old film
But the only thing that is on
Shows how your life might have gone
Now the image is fading
to snow
Where did the day go
©2004 spoonerISm music / BMI. All rights reversed.
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