Horrid
Lucky Feather
Halloween Freeze
Third Song
Au Revoir
Neva
Low Lonesome
I'm All Un
Lock The Beargates

Horrid
I was there 	for your first six-pack
				for your lungs pinked black
				for your last big mac

You was there 	when the moon was square
				when I looked like Cher
				when I moussed my hair

You was there 	at the Faggy Pants Joust
				at the Barton House
				at the Dawn of Taos

I was there 	for the coffee craze
				for the cigarette blaze
				for the Tawnya Loraes and grains of faith

I was there 	we did the Doctor Truffle
				we did the Hippie Howl Duffel
				we did the Brad First Shuffle

You was there 	for the Downhill Gravel
				for the Brighton Babble
				for the Slaughterhouse Scrabble

I was there 	for the Slaz Cortez
				for the Master Yes
				for Breeze Terrace

You was there 	for the soundcheck fights
				for the Cactus Pints
				for the Townes Drunk Nights
				
ŅHey BubbaÓ

You was there 	for the Coop Rock
				for the Sleepy Side Walk
				for the Twang and Shock

I was there 	for the Lilly freakouts
				for the Patsy Pouts
				for the Tommy Cain shouts

I was there 	when the Drag got clean
				I watched Les Amis
				Turn to Smoothie King

I was there 	before Bush #2
				before your sun tattoo
				before Winston Ku tried to hit on you

You was there 	before I thrilled my ills
				before I killed my chills
				before I swallowed my fills
				before the wine and pills
				dries my spills
				rights my wills



Lucky Feather
Lucky feather come home DonÕt leave your leave your lucky seven all alone IÕll put my fingers to work IÕll keep my hands in your garden dirt Sweet as sugar in the raw Suck it down your straw Come on Hear that jungle drum ItÕs been poundinÕ and rockinÕ and grindinÕ All night Hear that jungle drum ItÕs been burninÕ and glowinÕ Like a Marfa light Hear that jungle drum When you hear it youÕll be stompinÕ On your Valentine floor Hear that jungle drum ItÕs the thunder from Juarez All the Coolies want more The sun fell in love with the rain The rain started digginÕ on the sun You could hear that jungle drum Put on your Courtney shirt Let me hear you strum Eleven Kurt Check my microphone Still four-tracking all alone Down at Club 101 Sparta cuttin that jungle drum.


Halloween Freeze
Take Exit 55, itÕs a two-mile drive
When you reach the place
Called Tornillo outer space
Hang a right.
Siva magic wands, Ministry pecans
Looks like a ranch
But weÕre doing another dance
Down inside.
ItÕs the Halloween Freeze, Halloween Freeze
Everybody on your knees, do the Halloween Freeze

BreakinÕ, BoppinÕ, JockinÕ, SnakinÕ, sockin Pop LockinÕ, QuakinÕ, 
KnockinÕ, ShittalkinÕ, No stoppin-drinkinÕ down TonyÕs wine
BlowinÕ, StrumminÕ, DrumminÕ, GoinÕ, CominÕ, BumminÕ, Hoing,
HumminÕ, SlummiÕn, Shells crumbinÕ-drinkinÕ down TonyÕs wine.

Scorpions, Spiders, ManuelaÕs and ZenaidaÕs
WatchinÕ Inextruance fool
Congregating by the pools
At mixdown night.
J.J. Sophocles, tweaking knobs and reves
Bobby, Josh, and Denny
Fixing to burn a track with Freddy
AinÕt that right?

RhyminÕ, FiffinÕ, SpliffinÕ, CriminÕ, SniffinÕ, WiffinÕ, ClimbinÕ,
CliffinÕ, HeirogliphinÕ, never D.W. Griffin down TonyÕs wine.
ItÕs the Halloween Freeze, Halloween Freeze
Everybody on your knees, do the Halloween Freeze.



Third Song
Got no manager
Got no big record
Got no producer
I ainÕt killed no one, I ainÕt hurt no one
Third song on my album, yÕall, woah woah woah

Still sad about Great White
Ninety-nine soldiers died
Never bitten always shy
I ainÕt killed no one, I ainÕt hurt no one
Third song on my album, yÕall, woah woah woah
I ainÕt killed no one, I ainÕt hurt no one
This ainÕt one of my gangstah songs, woah woah woah

Drums for ladies
Bass for Kuwaitis
Guitar for Euphrates
Badges for Brothers
Wristbands for others
Pirate Radio for mothers
I ainÕt killed no one  I ainÕt hurt no one
Third song on my album, yÕall, woah woah woah
I ainÕt killed no one, I ainÕt hurt no one
This ainÕt one of my gangstah songs, woah woah woah



Au Revoir
Au Revoir Browntown South Spring
If I donÕt fly now, IÕll probably never leave
IÕm going cloud diving, Baby hold on,
IÕm tying you along

Thirteen years broke
StrumminÕ for kids
But someone had to feed the people
Sex, drugs and gigs

Boombox dying
Walkman dead
Fear what mean Dread Tehrani said

Mandolin Flanny ride you a white diamond
Wee Jon B still shakinÕ tambourine in a Volvo trunk
PJ, bar them doors donÕt let them fools in
Charge double cover if theyÕs from the A & R Departments
Au Revoir Guillermo
Secret message to Guillermo follows
Hang me an Ellen Chandelier
Short hair Nikki
Long hair Jill
Keep haloes round your heads
Fear what mean Dread Tehrani said

Au Revoir Browntown South Spring
If I donÕt fly now, IÕll probably never leave
IÕm going cloud diving, Baby hold on,
IÕm tying you along
IÕm tying you along



Neva
I explained myself, ordained myself
I blamed myself, I maimed myself
I blamed it on Christ
I ivorypunked myself, debunked myself
I junked myself, I sunk myself
I spread a buncha lies
Where are you Neva?
Renaissance yourself, ensconce yourself
Haunt yourself, flaunt yourself
Blame it on Christ
Marionette yourself, regret yourself
Forget yourself, in-debt yourself
You only live twice
It takes fools to school heroes Š us one, them zero
I doomed myself, exhumed myself
Ballooned myself, entombed myself
I never found the light
I blissed myself, I missed myself
I kissed myself, I pissed myself
I only died twice
Radiohead is just another Autechre
Chili Peppers ripped off the Heartbreakers
Why would I want the world to know
What I donÕt know?
Why would I want the world to know
What I donÕt show?
Why would I want the world to know
What a dumb show?
Where are you Neva?



Low Lonesome
Well you came into my heart like a child
And you blessed me like a baby in the wild
Years passed and IÕm the most unholy man
HowÕd I ever stray so far from your plan
ThereÕs a low lonesome sound
ThereÕs a low lonesome sound
Coming from the sinner side of town
Are you the twinkle little star in my night?
Are you the twinkle little planet in my eye?
Sinserious, sinserious woah just gotta know
If youÕre still sinserious so I can bow down.

Well I had a buncha sad songs in a black book
Those sad songs were all that I took
When I crossed the 10 to try and pin you down
Shoulda known youÕd be levitating around
ThereÕs a low lonesome sound
ThereÕs a low lonesome sound
Coming from the idiot side of town 
Are you the twinkle little summer in my  mirror?
Are you the twinkle little rainbow in my year?
Sinserious, sinserious woah just gotta know
If youÕre still sinserious so I can bow down.

Been here for a week and my mindÕs still ablaze
Guess God got sick of being groped and praised
Got sick of my greedy prayers
So IÕm still hold for the man upstairs
I hear a low lonesome sound
I hear a low lonesome sound
Coming from the loser side of town
Are you my twinkle little miracle delirious?
Are you still sinserious?



I'm All Un
They say un but itÕs un.  They say do but itÕs done.
They say tune but itÕs ton.  They say noon but itÕs none.
Underbluesed by a word
By a song underheard
Undertouched by a tease
By a gust underbreezed
Underlicked by a tongue
By a war underwon
Understand itÕs all Un
They say stoop but itÕs stop.  They say droop but itÕs drop.
They say hoop but itÕs hop.  They say coop but itÕs cop.
Underdrowned by a rain
By a wound underpained
Underswept by a storm
By a fire underwarmed
Underheld by a hand
By a burn undertanned
Underdone IÕm all Un
They say clock but itÕs cloak.  They say stock but itÕs stoke.
They say block but itÕs bloke.  They say chalk but itÕs choke.
UnÉ
They say sew but itÕs saw.   They say blow but itÕs blah.
They say pho but itÕs far.  They say whoa but itÕs wah.
Underkilled by a war
By a life underbored
Understabbed by a blade
By a womb undermade
Undernursed by a breast
By a sin underdressed
Underwashed by a tide
By a tear undercried
Underspent by a buck
By a bolt understruck
Underrosed by a thorn
By a rip undertorn.  IÕm undone.  IÕm all Un.



Lock The Beargates
ItÕs been too long since we sang a bearsong
For a prettybear little sillybear little you know you

She dances like the breeze 
With all the honeybees
Fats, Jr. and Larry donÕt know her like I do

TheyÕll drag you away.  TheyÕll drag you away.
TheyÕll drag you away in no time
Lock the beargates when you hibearnate
TheyÕll drag you away in no time

Littlebear is so tired
Slept all through the night
Shoulda seen me smile alive when I woke up next to you

TheyÕll drag you away.  TheyÕll drag you away.
TheyÕll drag you away in no time
Lock the beargates when you hibearnate
TheyÕll drag you away in no time

I wrote you these words
TheyÕre just throwaway words
I just wanted to sing a little lullabear for you

In my beardream
You were swimming in the stream
Then I saw a mean olÕ net trying to wrap around you.



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