Here Comes The Dog


Hey, I gave myself a good beating,
And I cut my hair.
We all search for some place quiet,
Even though we know it's not there.
Ahh!

Why don't you fight? Why don't you run?
Why don't you try resisting me some?
Here comes the Dog.
Why don't you speak? Welcome me back
Into your bones and out of the pack...
Here comes the Dog.

You're so pink, you're so soft,
You're so undecided until you take it all off.
Feel my loving tongue...Here I come...

All you planned. All your dreams.
All you know, gonna bring you to your knees. You dig?
All I am. All I feel. All I see. It's coming inside you...

Why don't you fight? Why don't you run?
Why don't you breath? You're not any fun...
Here comes the Dog.
Why don't you speak? Welcome me back
Into your bones and out of the pack?
Here comes the Dog.

Come take my fashion,
Take my car,
Make me take action,
This can't be taken too far.
Feel my loving tongue...here I come.

Don't crawl to meet your maker on your own.
You know that we could be much closer than you know.
If you'd just let me take you down and paint my face red, lick your bones,
I'm already in you and I'm at home.

Get used to me, get used to me.


Watched Over By Crows

There's a woman in the balcony weeping
Licking her lips at the fall
There's a boy in the bathroom
Who talks to the blade
Choking back rage for it all

Outside the darkness is creeping
As the night shoves the day from the sky

And me I'm still here
Still lonely and stupid
Horny and I still don't know why
Yeah

There's an iron gray river that licks at it's engines
Crawls through the grass outside of town
With a voice sweet as honey it beckons the faithful
And lovingly pushes them down down down down

And outside daylights receding
And the moon it's so full it's so high

And me I'm still here still stupid and lonely
Can't think and I don't wanna try

There's no one searching for your witnesses
What'cha gonna do
What'cha gonna be
What'cha gonna say

I'm so fucking sick of this
Emptiness
While the dead lay in rows
Watched over by crows

We don't see
We don't speak
We don't hear
Nothing at all
Don't hear nothing at all

Oh there is no shame
I see no shame in this
Change your life; search for bliss
I see no shame in this

I tell you truth is not something my friend you'll find written
On the inside of your wrists
And I tell you truth is not something my friend
That existence has

And all we see is outside our cages
The whole goddamn world seems to fly
Seems to be padlocks made of hallucinations
That fascinate ravens on high high high

Outside the night wont be stopped
It's waiting for someone to die
Lusting to kill ... all ... now


I Know

She came in loaded again.
Moving like sixteen satellite pictures.
She came in loaded again,
And the taste of the night was on her tongue.

She sang, "Take another look now, my friend...
Take another look now, my friend.
You're the one (who said) to take a break and not bend,
You're the one (who said) to take a break and not bend.
Take another look, take another look now,
Take another look, take another look now."

I know how all of this goes...
The wine and the laughter flows.
You push hand into flame,
You push hand into the flame and you watch it like a movie.

Burn, watch it burn!
Can you feel something's wrong?
Your body and soul are telling you something.
(They say) time heals all wounds,
But it's up to us to make the new ones,
And we make 'em like this.
Make 'em just like this.

The glory of the dawn...
We may be the few who see.
Some know right from wrong,
But not you or me.

Down deep inside of me there must be worth,
Buried underneath all of the Astro-turf.
But I just can't believe it, and I just keep on singing.
My candle burns at both its ends, and it will not last the night.
For all my foes and all my friends, it sheds a lovely light, like this...

Did it, had it, read that book man!
Did it, had it, read it!

I know how all of this goes.
I know how all of this goes.


Queen Of The Goats

What a burning need we all have -- just to have a burning need.
Stoke the flames inside us -- and blacken the things we see.
She's naming me for the lesson -- I'm the chosen one.
She's naming me for the lesson -- I'm the chosen one.

Across the sands we ran searching for gold.
Stars guided her path and I followed.

Becoming holy, but not sane,
Lying wide awake.

And knowing all the while the fool I am,
Back into my secret home she ran.

Becoming hollow, so cold,
More than you can take.

Restlessly clutching for something that's light-years away,
Too far for me.
But the Queen is not quite as blinded, gifted by guidance.
One long, deep breath, and I'm inside out.
Oh, changing me, hopelessly, helplessly
With a shake of the hoof.
Pleasure and pain both can be games we play,
And at last I can sleep.

Oh, she's naming me for the lesson. I'm the chosen one.
She's naming me for the lesson. I'm the chosen one.

My Queen of the Goats becomes my wife,
And becoming the King of the horn and the hoof am I.

Becoming holy, but not sane,
I might be wide awake.

Capricorn is rising now.
Should I give it all up just to let you know?
Should I pull the plug?
Should I stop the show? Oh!

Oh, Life is always crashing down in waves,
And I know I will never feel the same. Oh...

Nobody can ever take back what has been done.
Why would you want to when you've seen what I've become.


Exiled

Oh, to be so rested that we can withstand these long years.
We sweat in the wilderness,
Carving and squeezing the fat from the land.
From the birth of the sun god at morning,
We struggle beneath him, breaking our hands.
Yeah, there is no rest for us,
There'll be no peace for us,
Not one second's rest for us.
We have been here so long.

Though our numbers may be small, there's more of us.
Rot you will and fertilize our dirt for us.
This is our home.
Yeah, we're on our way home,
On our way home,
Yeah, on our way home.

While you are warm and safe
Just think of us shivering, beautifully brave.
Fear all that patience we've saved.
Know that we're coming back...
Black Sheep who've formed a pack.
Do you hear our footfalls creeping back up to your walls?
Creeping back home!

Though our armies may be less, there's more of us.
Yeah, rot you will and fertilize our dirt for us.
This, too, is our home.
Yeah, we're on our way home.
We're coming home

Tired of being cold,
And we don't care if your doors are closed.

Well, once upon a time, we were drinking from the golden flask.
Well, once upon a time, when the sun would shine, we could bask.
But now that's all gone.
Why do we live in exile?
We come out at night.
We love the night.
We know it's all downhill from here.
We know we're right, we know we're right!
We know it's all downhill from, all downhill...

Ahhh, ahhh,
Ahhh, ahhh....

Knock, knock...
We're back!


Independence Day

Well you, trust no one
You can never rest
Trust anyone and they'll strike while you're sleeping
And just as the sun must keep on seeking the west
Everything you love will always be leaving
Yeah leaving
And the fire works explode
Lighting up my way
Up my way
The painting of the sky of my Independence day, yeah of my day
I watch this world roll on and I think I might stay
Yeah, I'd like to stay
Oh now tell me
Was he the one while I was gone who kept you busy?
Did he come in my place?
Could he make you dizzy?
Yeah and I suppose that I got a little boy inside
And in every woman's man
Is a little boy that died
Stone jumping
Looking at the ocean
I've got no direction
but I'm in motion
And I got my mind
And I got my music
I got my soul
Until I lose it
Ride on
Oh ride on
And I still remember everything
I still remember living like I did
I remember
Oh I remember
Yeah I still remember everything
Under the embers I'm still burning
I'm still, still
Well and you can trust no one
Well then you can never rest
Trust anyone and they'll strike while you're sleeping
And just as the sun must keep on seeking the west
Everything you love will always be leaving
Leaving
And the fire works explode
Oh lighting up my way
My way
The painting of the sky of my Independence day, yeah of my day and
I watch this beautiful world roll on
And I think I might stay


Rabbit King

Feel the world moving sideways, and I panic again.
Keep it all on the inside, and I walk away.
Run, run rabbit!

Gotta stay cool, gotta think twice,
God may be wrong... my hell is nice.
This constant tension, fear of flight,
Got my motorcycle to cut the night...
I pull the trigger, God is dead.
Now live in fear of myself instead.

My supple mind can only guess.
I'm moving on with no regrets.
Don't fight it, you'll learn to like it.
Just crawl inside it and learn to ride it. Ooh!

Gotta get high, I've been too low.
God may know why... I fucking don't.
Constant tension, fear of flight,
Got my motorcycle to cut the night.
I pull the trigger, you know God is dead,
And now live in fear of the self instead.

My supple mind can only guess.
I'm moving on with no regrets.
Don't fight it, I'll learn to like it.
I'll crawl inside it and learn to ride it.

Ooh! Yeah! Yeah!
Well, I'll tell you...
I've been the Rabbit King.
I'd run from anything.
Holding on, cowering.
I've been conquering, no longer trembling,
(live: "my fear of trembling")
(This) time spent alone is empowering.
Don't fight it, I kinda like it,
And crawl inside it, and learn to ride...

Well, I used to wake up behind the wheel.
I used to hurt before I could heal.
I used to cave in to any direction.
I used to tolerate without discretion. Yeah!


Milk Of Heaven

No, don't seek control, and the Milk of Heaven will flow.
Why would you want to keep it from anyone?
Please, please, on my knees,
My heart is on my sleeve.
And all I need is just one little taste of it...

And all my kingdoms rise when I'm dreaming.
We lie on the grass,
Just soaking in the life of the land.
So high, God rest our souls.
All you cynical would not understand.

As all your kingdoms fall,
And you hit the ground running,
Time will teach you to give in.

Yeah, We are born, we die,
And the waves roll on.
We are born, we die,
And the waves roll on.

Take it, taste it, feel it.
This is real.
Shape it, seek it, feel it.

We lie on the grass, soaking in the life of the land.
So high, God rest our souls,
All you cynical would not understand.

Pull up the shades today,
Welcome the sun on my skin,
And it feels like giving in!

We are born, and we die,
And the waves roll on.
We are born to die,
And the waves roll on, yeah.
The waves roll on.


Albatross


Slowly, the albatross comes down.
And witless, his body meets the ground.
And like him I find peace,
Like him I get release,
As the bastard son of all that's turned out wrong.

Well, you've got a lot to tease me about,
Well, I'm just lucky, I guess.
Ain't nobody talkin' bout the clothes I've been wearin',
Well, take it from me I've been blessed.

And I've seen the desolation all their attention brings.
And I learned my lesson at the back of the classroom.
If your voice is a loud one, try not to say anything.

So won't you please be gentle with this one, He's meek and he's mild, messianic child.
Can't you see he's hopelessly bold, he's bought and he's sold, And there's more than he's told.

And when everything turns out wrong, He knows it'll be alright. I'm the bastard son of all that's wrong.

And I've seen the desolation all their attention brings.
And I learned my lesson at the back of the classroom.
If your voice is a loud one, you'll never stop screaming.

Well there's been so many days you have shouted it down to them
Searching the ground for a good place to land again.
And you've been drifting in the meantime, Aching in the meantime.
You know we albatross are made to fly not land...
You know we albatross are made to fly not land... You know we albatross are made to fly not land...
And you'll never stop screaming.


The Marriage Of The Black Sheep

He's the king of failed wishes,
The prince of near-misses,
The almost ruler of a someday land.
And folded inside out, he looks to himself for kicks.

She throws the parties that nobody goes to.
She shouts the things that nobody's supposed to.
And she smells of alcohol as he lights a cigarette.
Somebody could catch her, but nobody's tried just yet.

Face to face!
Sheep in space!
And that night they kissed themselves good-bye.

Without those rank and file, who walk down the aisle,
They were wed in their own twisting way.
And on a sweltering night, within earshot of dog fights,
The cool moonlight gave them away.
And then they called out,
To see witchcraft and alchemy,
And to be disconnected from this concrete shell.
Some electric life just out of their clutches.
Delicious must be heaven to the hungry in hell, yeah...

Face to face!
Sheep in space!
That night, yeah!... they kissed themselves good-bye.
Good bye...

They rose up off their knees
And set out to teach every one of them.
Going mad by degrees, they wanted to see how far they could...bend.

And that night, yeah!... they kissed themselves good-bye.
Ooh! Good-bye!

Watching her leaving did him in.
She left him pink, like busted skin.

And a shallow life replaced his soul.
From his bar stool home he loved adventure so.


Colorblind

Rolling green of hills
Swaying blue of sea
Red is the shade within you
Black is the space in me

You dive beneath the grass
Under sephirothic trees
Show me that I'm only blinded
By my own apathy

And oh my kingdom comes
My will is done
This thing I know

While god grows silent
I grow violent
Breaking all the things that I need whole
And while all I love grows distant
And I keep on pissing on the lessons I so much need to know

So my turn goes
So my turn goes

Swaying hills of green
Rolling sea of blue
If you say life is beautiful I guess it must be true
In a grave beneath the grass
Remember how I chose to be
Made peace with all the things I used to hate
Except for me

And so my kingdom comes
My will is done
This thing I know

But as god grows silent
I keep growing violent
Breaking all the things that I need whole
While all I love grows distant
And I keep on pissing on the lessons I so much need to know

So my turn goes
So my turn goes
Again


Waiting For The Sun

At first flash of Eden, we race down to the sea
Standing there on freedom's shore

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

Can you feel it, now that spring has come?
That it's time to live in the scattered sun

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting

Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting

Waiting for you to come along
Waiting for you to hear my song
Waiting for you to come along
Waiting for you to tell me what went wrong

This is the strangest life I've ever known
Yeah!

Can't you feel it, now that spring has come?
That it's time to live in the scattered sun

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun


Alcoholic

Very soon now...
Something will crack.

Something will crack.

Alcoholic.

Yeah.

"...hey, dammit..."

Sipping from my bottle of wine
Sinking into my death.
Television picking at a piece of my brain.
And the next door neighbor thinks I'm insane.
I'm sinking into my death...
I'm sinking.

And in the end
Just like the crowd
When I go up
But they come down.
And it's a fine life
That I lead
Ooh, satisfaction guaranteed.

When I'm drunk
And when I drown
I'd like to fuck
But then come down.

Sinking wisdom I look for friendship
But I find none
Sinking into my death.

Wonder if it's something like the way they treat me...?
Motherfucker better not come out and beat me...

I'm sinking into my death...
I'm sinking.

This sickening sin,
My only home...
Is not enough
Just to die alone...
But is a symptom
Of my disease.
Stiff and restless.
So hard to please.

What would you plan
When you come down
If no one wanted you around?
Yeah.

Sipping from my bottle of wine,
Sinking into my death.
Television picking at a piece of my brain.
Next door neighbor thinks I'm insane.
I'm sinking into my death...

Help.

And in the end
Just like a crowd...
When I go up
And they come down.
And it's a fine life
That I lead,
Satisfaction guaranteed.

When I'm drunk
And when I drown
I'd like to fuck
But then come down.


Equinox

While the king he screams at the likes of us
Her majesty waits at the back of the bus
The stars willingly align
And after all time stays on its own side

Without wings we're gathering
Preparing for the rites of spring
And from the swinging of the axe to the swaying of the hips
It's such a tangled web we weave from the soul to the lips

The time to live is hard in the ticking of the clocks
As you and I make love to the equinox

Burning Sosobra album lyrics