Hot Damn

You are not trying
A glorious siren
Made a necklace out of metal
We found on the ground

Inside you shouted
"You will all crumble"
But I am intact and
I still don't know how

Laying the groundwork
For so many houses
I'll have a new neighbor
But where is my home?

Losing some feeling
I want to be touched but
I listen to Graceland
And worry alone

Hot damn
Hot damn

I'd love to be back in
The womb for a little
I don't like that outside
I can't feel my limbs

Fitting back into
Your childhood clothing
Digging through pockets
And loving your lint

A weekend near Easter
We get ourselves tangled
And use our two bodies
The way we know how

Pack all your bags and
Quick fake our deaths so
We can live without reason
Escape to the South

Hot damn
Hot damn

A veteran once asked me,
"Would you die for your country?"
I cleared all my throat out
And smiled at him

I can't say I would though
My country is nothing
I don't need its furnace
Heat myself from within

I printed some money
And spent it on pizza
No way I'll live hungry
I spit on my gold

They teach us to read and
They send us to college
But I need an idea
Before I get old

Knifethrowing

Got a claustrophobia
Got color TV
Got refrigeration
Got pain in my knees
I got two more people looking out for me
One is my mother
One is my beast
I'm not free
I'm not free

Feeling our wires
Fry out natural
Feeling our limbs
We lost in the war
I've got hallucinations I'm looking for
I'm still hungry
Hunting is a chore

Grabbing our muscles
And watching us die
A crowd of spectators
All throwing their knives
Everyone's laughing who would usually sigh
This is a painting, this is a life
Nearly mine

Loved ones gather
At our funeral jet
Killing the tarmac
With alcohol sweat
I've got a great old banjo I would usually fret
But it doesn't seem appropriate now

Down in the season
We lay by the lake
Loving our movement
Feeling the quake
It's far too long since we were really awake
Your company's fine
But I want something to take

Engines and Engineers

Attribute flaws to side effects of human being
A policy that borders on excuse
Every morning I just seem to wake up wheezing
I'm a radical gone static with the flu

A double head, an open neck: Listen, my lips are
Open but not quite ready for use
When I'm on a game board I know what I'm doing
A ladder's work and I prefer the chutes

I called up your celebrity telethons
To tell them that I admire their work
I was told that I could be American
If I just learned to put that gossip first

Trying notes on my piano, I am stupid
To not have learned this when I still could learn
Sighing as I get to bed, "Is it not fruitless?"
Strap blinders on so I won't dream a turn

I crane my neck to see where all my enemies are
It's a storyline I'm trying not to feel
Lift a bus, run with trains, jump really far
What a difficult time to be a superhero

I guess you've guessed that I just want to have some children
But I want to make everything else first
I think you'll like the type of engine I am building
It's one that only runs in the reverse

Do some travel with you; make it hard to find us
I'd come home to you smiling in our hut
You will keep on kissing me until you find a
Better way to really shut me up

Overbite

I put up a fight
I fix my overbite
I turn out all the lights
In your home

And in my kitchenette
I check my internet
A Catholic repent
This time alone

I feel it in my knees
At the heights I breathe
The tobacco leaves
Throw them towards the wild

I want a body fire
I want a whole church choir
I want another liar
No I don't

Pour

I love you when you pour
Everything that's in you and more
All the faces you only once wore
Down onto the floor

And it sits there and it looks like a stain
And it slowly circles around the drain
And it'll fade into the sidewalk with rain
You say there will never be shame

In doing that kind of shit
In gagging, in choking on it
In readying your mouth to spit
Then taking another hit