Nailed To The Blank Spot

played out what was the cause
stayed up just to sleep straight through it
who threw out what I collected?
nailed to the blank spot where it got lost
when I paid attention hearing what I've never seen before
thinking nothing more and I won't find it

it's a holy ghost
where were you when it just left?, yeah
nailed to the blank spot where it got lost
I can't buy attention
I can't pay and knowing that it's here
all this time we knew that you were onto something
that you were onto something

Break Up Your Band

I made it up to fool the wax-faced lap dogs
who set the traps and when you're weak, they finally pay you
crave rapid hands with pride and finesse

and you could finger through the piles
let all the drummers come to meet the champions
break up your band
and blast with the cold next to joy
and blast with the cold next to joy
make it stop so you can

I'll make all arrangements
it has been approved
clamp your dreams and push shit through

if you could finger through the piles
let all the drummers come to meet the champions
break up your band
stale, sexless, loud, and vague so stop while you can

Laugh Track

remain until the break stops
put on your guided lasers
pretend that we're impatient
to draw it all up and get it no way

we're waiting in the basement
rolling all out hopes in little balls
titles aren't, just aren't worth keeping
keep shooting bolts and get it no way
rolling up hopes and get it no way
friends have all left you get it now way

soon the laugh tracks engage us and let our spirits cool
soon the laugh tracks might erase what the rented guards have brought
take your teeth back
we have worked it into plans you can never trace
now I'm hooded for the plan at dark

you plan your attacks and get it now way
friends have all left you get it now way
slaves to the jock girls get it now way
put on your guided lasers

The Ghost By The Sea

pack in tight and breathe in more
we have reached the solid core
well beyond the gore
all aglow and reaching for the chalice that I pissed into
cover up your sores and turn in your rewards
and find out where your ride went if I can't leave

tight up high across the cold lips
you're all routed on the same trips
I get paid to wreck the good ships
how could I name, how could I name you all?

you got passed through all the filters
you're getting put down on the same lists
I get paid to wreck the good ships
how could I name, how could I name you all?

Pentagram Ring

pack what I lack I don't ever get paid
a pentagram ring and I'm pointing it
to ground, to ground, to ground, to ground, to ground
keep your hands around the coils
keep your hands around the coils
you can leave your kids to Rome
we're leaving home, we're leaving home for good
alone, alone, alone, alone

you can leave your kids to Rome
you can leave your kids to Rome
you can send "we're serving up another dose
when they're picking all your clothes
soon, you will all be closed!
never leave your knife alone!"
alone, alone, alone, alone, knife

Peeled Out Too Late

planets stop revolving in the room
drown out what's been gained, can't be too soon
in our pools we're all done
all wretched hives
while we wait out the law
bound to break the party plans

peeled off the last shot all wrong
peeled off the last shot all wrong
you must have guessed that we just missed
all wrong

but we can hear you giggling in the stalls
all wretched hives, giving names to the cause
peeled out too late
peeled out too late to hear us giggling in the stalls

The Flaming Gong (for D.L. Roth)

found out the flaming phantoms and turned them into cops
flattened into black stalks and break one off
bold drivers caught the rare truth
got tighter sinking planks of doom

while I'm riling up all of the soft gray boys
creamed, surviving the good times
bold drivers caught the rare truth
got tighter
the proper way to treat your songs ends with a flaming gong

Wakeman's Air

I'm not sure about the air
don't lay low
stop this cold
the hour is short to feed the tongue into the fold
hide these hours, hide these hours until you're waiting for the ropes to split
hiding on the maiden ship
and you caught the crowd and went over after them
wait in your wake
no one's in your wake

waiting for the ropes to split
hiding on the maiden ship
and you caught the crowd and went over after them
wait in your wake
no one's in your wake

Relaxed Fit

laid down by the debt we owe to the man
outsized in a match of skills
gotta lay the beat down
drop a dime (outsized) like the boy James Lo
all this time felt like hanging like a badass
only I can tell, only I can tell, only I can tell, relax

cheap jabs
in his eyes I stand and supply weak lines for the beats he rocks
hate it, but it looks good
I don't like that style, I don't like that style, I don't like that style, relax

it only goes around so long
I always make this joke too long
and if we get bold they might go on
we don't hope, we don't choke
if it glides then only I can throw relaxed fits
I don't like that style, I don't like that style, I don't like that style
hate it, but it looks good
hate it, but it looks good
hate it, but it looks good
everybody looks good

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