It would be wrong for me to sing the blues
All of my bad dies proportionately kind
So if I must lose, lemme lose, spectacularly
Wrap up my wounds and just turn out the lights

It would be fine to hum some overture
A classical song to get us in on the plot
I’ve been to these towns, where the sounds
Of the disaffected youth
Will get you to drop down and count out your days
So count out your days

Nice Tries On Some Borderline
Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room

I told you before about my run-in with hymns
Collectively stoned in the Sunday dawn
But I came to see
Even thee
Would welcome an enemy
If it arrived in the form of a song
So arrive in a song

Nice Tries On Some Borderline
Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room

You see I thought I had it figured out but I guess that I was wrong
Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room
Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room
Title TBA Just Get Me In A

Watch as this falls apart
Ballet in reverse
Revival of sins and critics who
You thought had moved on
To pastures of green
Or somewhere just as baroque

Nightingale Lightning!
Nightingale Lightning!
Hello! Hello! Hello!

This is somewhat unique
For a man of my class
And stance and stature
To stand and smoke down to the bone
My cigarette
And blow the smoke into the

FILMS
THE POPULAR SONGS
THE HEADLINE PARADES
THE STARS OF THE STAGE & TV
SO THAT
WHEN THEY REMEMBER
THEY WILL REMEMBER
IN A HAZE

Hello! Nightingale Lightning!
Nightingale Lightning!
Hello! Hello!

You scribbled down these words for me:
“take your place in the garden”
I took it up with bourbon to decipher in the top of a tree
With boredom comes no more burden
But a price is paid regardless
Nostalgia held hostage in the wings, you know it’s just for the show
If you ever
Care to collapse
If you ever come to
You should know
You should know
What I did in LA
Where I lived in Dallas
Why I left New York
& What occurred in Boise
So if you ever care to collapse
And if you ever come to

So keep it all under your hat
Or other appropriate expressions
Cuz winter’s like a boxing match
Televised but turned down low
I’ve got my finger on your position
Your voice, your keys, and direction
Cuz any old psychic can tell you everything is a sign
So If you ever
Care to collapse
If you ever come to
You should know
You should know
What I did in LA
Where I lived in Dallas
Why I left New York
& What occurred in Boise
I feel like something ghostly
If you were here so would you
So would you

I was born in the middle of a screaming match
Cleaned up sent to live with monks
Raised up by Arabian wolves
Grew up in the eye of a storm
A gentleman crossed with a fiend
Oh and I do say
Oh and I do say

Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire
I believe we’ve been everywhere
We sing so sweetly in the annals of the world
These siren songs for misanthrope ears

I grew old in the shadow of a prison wall
Commemorated then thrown away
Memorialized but wanted alive
Canonized yet despised by all
A cautionary tale for the kids
Oh and I do say
Oh and I do say

Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire
I believe we’ve been everywhere
We sing so sweetly in the annals of the world
These siren songs for misanthrope ears

WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT ME IS TRUE
BUT WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT YOU IS TOO
WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT ME IS TRUE
BUT WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT YOU IS TOO

Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire
I believe we’ve been everywhere
We sing so sweetly in the annals of the world
These siren songs for misanthrope ears
This violent hymn through halcyon tears

And what they say about me is true
But what they say about you is too

There’s no use pretending
This life is unending or cruel
The litany is endless
But the feelings behind it have cooled
And I could care less
About a silhouette down by the shore
We play Dead People’s Music
And we mistake the mirror for more

When the storyline’s fractured
And the details of the dream are too much (too much)
I kick out the stage lights
I flick every switch that should remain on
Now I couldn’t hear
The sirens through the city’s rain veneer
We play Dead People’s Music
And we mistake the mirror for more

Some Noble Human Motive
You Stick Together Or You Hang Alone
This Is An Adventure
& It Can Never, Ever, Ever, Ever Stop
& It Can Never, Ever, Ever, Ever Stop

So there’s no use pretending
This life is unending or cruel
The litany is endless
But the feelings behind it have cooled
I couldn’t see
The forest through the dark, twisted trees
We play Dead People’s Music
And we mistake the mirror for more
We play Dead People’s Music
And we mistake the mirror for more
We play Dead People’s Music
And we mistake the mirror for more

Well I paced for some duration
And the sum of the steps left us scarred
With a trap door heart and an X-Ray head, we depart
Now there’s no such thing as sleeping
And there’s no such thing as the past
The dares from the crowd
Were spoken out loud
And that’s that
What is this world?
What is this world?
Now let’s walk through the next few moments
With the caution and care of a fawn
Like paper mache if you’re poetic that way
But you’re not

What is this world?
What is this world?
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life
What is this world?

The night is filled with only three thoughts
And they took two out back and were shot
Now we’re left with one
Singular thing
To wrestle into this world
I’m gonna change my game
Until the game changes me
And in a book of Child ballads I finally saw what you claimed to see
Infiltrate me some simple way
The night is filled with only one thought

Are you averse to a transformation?
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Hold me steady while I drink this deluge
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me

There used to be a way to get free
Without the use of A, B, or C
But the boilerplate cooled
And broke into shards
The museum put it on display
I’m gonna catch some thought
And distill it through you
When the last day of the season comes crawling you’ll know just what to do
Infiltrate me some simple way
The night is filled with only one thought

Are you averse to a transformation?
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Kiss me slowly with a curse word come-on
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me

Like a living, breathing tattoo
With the papers for the passing
Some encyclopedic come-on
Comes crashing through a white light
And stays to infiltrate me some simple way!

Are you averse to a transformation?
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Hold me steady while I drink this deluge
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Kiss me slowly with a curse word come on
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me

Amidst the canteens and vitamins
Amongst the lit up liturgical themes
There were breaks in the code, yes, I heard:
Spoken cues inside mechanical birds

Clocked in at 7:09
I took the stenograph out for a spin
You were searching for The Party Within
I was typing out the language of men
And with that we begin

Hello, My Destroyer, Can I Destroy You?

Meanwhile, in somebody’s dream
I was stabbed in the back constantly
I grew to take it as a compliment
Cuz I can take it if y’all have to vent
There were starlit nights in the grove
Where we sucked out the gin from our sleeves
They we took aim at the thoughts in the eaves
Now this next part is hard to believe
But it’s true, I reprise

Hello, My Destroyer, Can I Destroy You?
Can I Destroy You?
Can I Destroy You?
And then right on cue
You could destroy me too

Hellhound in the foyer
Fooled again by mannequins
We escape again
From the straight jacket
It’s alarming, man
But it’s nothing you can’t stand
You’re a full grown human man

Hello, My Destroyer, Can I Destroy You?
Can I Destroy You?
Can I Destroy You?
And then right on cue
You could destroy me too

I am the token fiend you read about in the bible
The kind that would come and ruin a miraculous scene
You had the distinct privilege of being my rival
And we took the thrill of a fight and it turned it into a creed

So call all your horses off
Sing out the names of the brave
And rise up from whence you came
And come back to reload rifles in the rain

They say that you could force a field into your vision
And unfurl a banner that reads “you are coming with me”
Don’t think too long, too hard, or ask for permission
But don’t buy the myth that nothing’s gonna get in the way

So call all your horses off
Sing out the names of the brave
And rise up from whence you came
And come back to reload rifles in the rain