1. |
Help Us
02:00
|
|
||
Help us
Heaven is a fire
Nuclear desire
Batter my heart
Help us
Arsenic oceans
Inoculations
Tear the red marrow
Out of my bones
Patience
Patience
Patience
Patience
And the thunder said I'm just like you
I am a liar
And the thunder said I'm just like you
My fingers are wires
Which stretch out forever
In all directions
And never touch
And never touch
|
||||
2. |
Pyramids
02:40
|
|
||
Ding
Ding
Settle in
Let's see some hands on hearts
Stand up like good soldiers
Bend down like good wives
Arrange yourselves by color
Proximity to God
Attractive multipliers
Come up to the front
Dollar signs on battle lines
Let's get filthy rich
We'll construct our pyramids
Inside this bloody ditch
Don't forget your counting, kids
Five and ten and twenty
Life is only time
Time is only money
Calisthenics, shall we?
Keep busy, busy bees
Hydrogen and scissors
A lesson in release
Dollar signs on battle lines
Let's get filthy rich
We'll construct our pyramids
Inside this bloody ditch
Ducks and rows of ducks
Click next slide
Generals and genocides
Click next slide
Jumping jacks and panic attacks
|
||||
3. |
Trench Warfare
02:59
|
|
||
I've got bugs in my skin
And they're networking
Drawing blueprints and plans
Trying to do me in
A crooked spine will keep my eyes fixed
On their workings beneath
Frozen operations
Sights set on me
Trench warfare can be a good time
In the right frame of mind
With oppositions out of focus
You're free to shoot blind
Irrationality's a comfort
You don't need to be tense
Go and purchase a firearm
Anything can make sense
A swallowed tongue can be the best medicine
It can help you relax
There's no cause for suppression
When you're on the attack
Trench warfare can be a good time
In the right frame of mind
With oppositions out of focus
You're free to shoot blind
It's the foxhole for me
It's the foxhole for me
You are counting
Cells dividing
Hands cut in days and months
Chronology comes all at once
You have just embraced the dust
|
||||
4. |
Neuro Theater
03:08
|
|
||
I saw the great man
Leprous, bone thin
Rising from the sand
Vulgar ambition
Alligator skin
Gas chamber grin
And I knew not fear
But love
Weak hearts
Vile children
At dinner
Joked of war
Ten dead
One more
And the baby
Will require explaining
Feeling easy of myself
Talk of lesser angels
And I speak with much
Contempt
Weak hearts
Vile children
Mine was an act of ignorance
He slit me across the palms
His was an act of brilliance
Why won't you be quiet?
Why won't you?
|
||||
5. |
Severance
02:40
|
|
||
Another disappeared
Into the abyss
Another all strung out
On the ladder of success
Everybody gets
Everything they want
We got mouthfuls of
Black petroleum
All of your thick-winged productions
Harness my thin lines
Traded my pink claws
For your convict stripes and stones
Filled up my old skin
With new muscles and white bones
Everybody gets
Everything they want
We got mouthfuls of
Black petroleum
All of your thick-winged productions
Harness my thin lines
Don't be indelicate
Sever your corporate callosum
|
||||
6. |
Birthings
02:19
|
|
||
The flavor's in the fat
The flavor's in the fat
Can you hear the pitter-pat?
Start trying, trying, tried
But nothing lives inside
Don't cry
There's nothing you can't buy
Test tubes and gas tanks
Oil lubes and sperm banks
Let's make some little ones
Extract and mix and spin and in you go
Pony up the dough
And what do you know?
A handful of weight
A handful of strain
A handful
Rip and drip the pain
I want I
Me me mine
Press my shirts when you have the time
Test tubes and gas tanks
Oil lubes and sperm banks
Let's make some little ones
Extract and mix and spin and in you go
Pony up the dough
And what do you know?
First a nanny
Then a nurse
A pharmacy inside your purse
That light's too bright
It hurts my eyes
That man's not right
He's in disguise
Wake me if the baby cries
Just one more pill
Just one more pill
A few
Suddenly so still
|
||||
7. |
The Living
03:34
|
|
||
We are manifest
Sacrificial men
Brought in on a skewer
Helpless and obscure
Abandon moral thought
Kill man, a pig or God
Filled to the mouth with rodent hope
A blackened lung, a choking growth
Broken teeth
The deaf and the blind
We are not innocent
Heart-sick with intent
Planning out routines
Devising guillotines
Abandon moral thought
Kill man, a pig or God
Filled to the mouth with rodent hope
A blackened lung, a choking growth
Broken teeth
The deaf and the blind
Snow falls on the dead and living
|
||||
8. |
Parade Of Horribles
03:27
|
|
||
I am afraid
The marching mascarade
Of slaughterers and slain
Is on its happy way
To brutalize my good name
Me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my oh
Have yourself a ball
Round them up
And round them up
And round them up
And round them up and
Crucify them all
For the love of God
In the name of charity
String them from the neck
Hang them from a tree
Parade of horribles descends on me
I talk in circles
I split my tongue in thirds
Catcalls and whistles
I'm riddled with guiltless words
Slick tricks to lure the herds
Me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my oh
Have yourself a ball
Round them up
And round them up
And round them up
And round them up and
Crucify them all
For the love of God
In the name of charity
String them from the neck
Hang them from a tree
Parade of horribles descends on me
The brass torso
The black wing
The singing swing of he who steps on chests
We have our man
The god-eyes cry
And smile as they hang me on high
Parade of horribles descends on me
Parade of horribles descends on me
(Oh, No!, Oh, No!)
|
||||
9. |
Artery
03:53
|
|
||
It is coming
Lungs spasming
Aneuristic tics rear up in you
White hands ringing
Glass eyes singing
Jury-rigged arrest inside of you
What if there's no face to smile at you?
Perceptions deaden
Receptions let in
Eternal men in endless waiting rooms
Particles in motion
Coughing up devotion
Chemical construction's all you knew
What if there's no face to smile at you?
Lock the door
Lock the door
Build a bunker in the floor
The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in on you
What if there's no face to smile at you?
|
||||
10. |
Killing Hour
03:40
|
|
||
Beasts that line
Winter streets
Hard black hair
Eyes weep
Swaying steps
White snow roads
Soon the cold
Will come
The sky is dark
They will die
They'll be dead by morning
Six by six
Shoulder-width
Pierce the
Icy night
They cannot
Understand
What comes before
First light
The sky is dark
They will die
They'll be dead by morning
Step together
All at once
Don't disturb
The frozen march
Step together
All at once
The killing hour
Is coming on
|
Streaming and Download help
With a Gun for a Face recommends:
If you like With a Gun for a Face, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp