And with the way
The curves in her frame
Just make me think "lo-fi"
A crack in the mirror
Might help my day go by
Remember your words
They turned me, in turn
To face the orchestra
If you're the conductor, girl
I'm the genius that booked the show
Here in this garbage pit
Poor little worm
He missed his turn
To help his weak little body thrive
The earliest bird
Her passions a pain
And had a fame that kept her alive
Get off-a my couch, they
Gotta come and carry my bones away
Hop on the trolley
I'm gonna find us a better way
Well howdy, we can sleep on the bar, hey!
Don't doubt it, kid, you'll wake up a star, hey
Shut me down
I have no bearing to navigate
This kind of sea train
What am I doing?
I think I should stop!
Running my mouth won't fix it
Shaving my head won't cut it, no!
I'm a meat grinder
I'm a slow driver
I've got the stomach to take more and more and more - and more
I've counted the ways
We could have avoided it all this time
Five hundred away
We followed the snake
He wanted to be the fattest snake in the tide
Cracking my knuckles won't fight them
Shutting my eyes won't make it go away
I'm a meat grinder
I'm a slow driver
I'm not ashamed to admit
We took too big of a bite
Get over!
Get to it!
Get your own
Get outside
And start your thing!
Get older!
Hop to it!
Gotta get down with your bad self
Don't stunt - don't front
Just slip out the door and keep movin'
Feast or famine!
What I follows my beat, oh lord
They fought me off
And they buried my heartache
What kind of man puts together a plan like this?
Not me, Dr. Laura, now - not me, Dr. Laura
Oh, we're in the pocket now
Just in the pocket
We're in the pocket now
They put me in the pocket
My poor soul goes a mile a day, oh son
Don't shake me til I'm wide awake, oh lord!
She fought it
She never wanted my stupid love, anyway
So I'm done
Industrial textures and vocals with a hint of gothic melodrama come together on tAngerinecAt''s latest trip to the dark side. Bandcamp New & Notable May 3, 2022
