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(You're Making it Up)
01:38
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You're making it up
You're making it up
And if you're making it up this way
Then it stands to reason
You could make it up a different way
Because you're making it up
Seems like you're making it up
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2. |
The Bridge Song
02:54
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So
Back to default
All your work
Come undone
You crest
The horizon
Just to find another one
So now you have to wonder
Though you know it sounds insane
Is this melancholy in your veins?
Or just something you create?
Life
In the city
Tends to feel
Much the same
I just thought a change of scenery
Could do
Something for my brain
But my agoraphobia
Has been working overtime
And I can't seem to go outside
At least that's what keeps me alive
Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in the town
Sometimes I get a great notion
To jump in the river and drown
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Why do I feel like there's someone watching me all the time?
There must be a hidden eye
Inside of some place that I can't define
If I can't find
Where it's watching from I am going to lose my mind
I get this fear sometimes
That I might have accidentally let someone inside
Why do I give all my time to things I can't identify?
Signs seem to imply
That something here has gone awry
Can't describe what is wrong
Until it's finally put into a song
I get this thought sometimes
That actually there just might be
Another, better way to try
Why have I engaged in psychic warfare for half my life?
I can't see the other side
And that's no way to have a fight
If I can't find
Where they're attacking from
I'm going to lose my god damn life
Might take my own advice
In the hopes that I don't fuck it up this time
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4. |
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Sometimes feels like fading away
Sometimes feels like fading away
Sometimes feels like fading away
Sometimes feels like fading away
Something's up
Something feels like distortion
Something's up
Something feels like distortion
Sometimes get the idea
Something feels like distortion
Something's up
Something feels like distortion
Something's up
Something feels like distortion
Sometimes feels like fading away
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5. |
Entropy, Baby!
03:00
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I know a time that is coming
When the world does not turn
And the sun does not burn
I curse that terrible humming
That coaxes all life
From the ocean slime
I get this terrible feeling
That it might be too late
To go changing our fate
But in spite of this entropic bias
I sometimes find myself
Looking forward now
I think it's entropy, baby!
That covers the past
With a nuclear blast
And now it seems our time is fleeting
Like holy shit
Has it been so long?
How in the hell
Is she 21?
Time is fucking me up
And now I'm filled with such dread
For all of those times
That I thought I'd keep straight
In my head
Man I hope you don't
Puke yourself dead
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They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
Billboards in space
Won't be long before they put
They would put
Billboards in space
If they could
And it won't be long
Before they can
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7. |
Sympathy for Spacemen
04:37
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I've had my eye on the future
Since phones were dumb
So tired of inconvenience
That I would follow anyone
Who could promise better days
Where I didn't have to wait
I demanded your prescence
And that is when you came to be
To sate my endless consumption
Satisfaction guaranteed
But now the atmosphere is fucked
And the weather always sucks
But I wanted things right now
And couldn't care for who or how
Let's burn that bridge
When we come to it
Or leave it for our kids
You're gonna leave it for your kids?
The rhetoric is unhopeful
As your rockets blast
And now you speak to the woeful,
Undulating mass
Of the people left in heat
Somewhere far below your feet
I lit the ocean on fire
And that's 'cause I fear the depths
The people needed a scapegoat
And so I cursed your breath
Now they're calling out your name
And saying you're to blame
They're taking heads right now
And couldn't care for who or how
You soar to heights
It seems that I
Just simply can't afford
No I simply can't afford
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8. |
Mass Exodus Underground
03:06
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The gentle crackle of the oncoming flames at my door
Are sprinkled over with ash
The hopes I had that we could earn back our lives from before
Have been dashed apart
By psychopaths and sycophants now
My post-apocalyptic photos didn't need a color-grade
The sky's been glowing orange since yesterday
Because it seems
The end of times
Are here
To set aflame all that we hold dear
And I think the time
Is now
For a mass exodus underground
The experts recommend you dig a shallow grave in the dirt
If you are too close to run
Just drape a cloth across your face to help you keep breathing air
Sounds like some kind of fucking nightmare
That I used to have when
I'd wake up screaming and I thought that I was buried alive
But now I welcome the dark and the dirt
'Cause the end of times
Are here
To set aflame all that we hold dear
And I think the time
Is now
For a mass exodus underground
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9. |
gime mony
03:08
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Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Much too loud
Much too loud
Everything they're playing
Is much too loud
I'm hanging on the sound of a mushroom cloud
When up pops the government sniffing around
While a man is shitting on the ground outside
They're much more concerned with the way I get high
If they would have noticed could have seen he had a sign
A full, signed confession
Of crimes that were mine
Like: I am the one who raised the intensity
I am the one who sunk the economy
I am the one who killed the Kennedys
And I'll be the one who makes my own misery
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Last night I tired to see God
But instead I got a blitzkrieg
Of my living room
Flesh-toned warplanes covered in eyes
In a kaleidoscopic hellscape I had devised
It didn't matter if I closed or I opened my eyes
When reality assailed me from every side
Until I really felt like I was finally losing my mind
Haircuts For Men was the remedy
Let the rhythm sink into your every extremity
Gave myself a hand like the Dummies always told me
And when I finally came I felt such clarity
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
Newfangled techno, man
Give me all your money, man
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10. |
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Sacks of fluid, hunks of meat
My body will be failing me
I must get out before I see
The day my body fails me
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11. |
Spirit Photography
03:55
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You might tell yourself
All the things you can and cannot do
And that's where you'll reside
Until you realize there is only you
And every moment you are reborn
No longer the one before
Have you considered showing pity?
Have you ever thought you might be spending
Too much time stuck in the past
Like you're taking spirit photographs
Of all of that
You can't take back
Go talk to yourself
In every single mirror in your home
Until you find the one
That makes you feel a little less alone
Try to build a new perspective
It doesn't matter how it used to be
And when you're lying on your deathbed
I kinda think you might be missing
All that time spent in the trash
Giving power to a psychopath
And all of that
You don't get back
Now there's a lump inside your throat
All those places that you swore you'd go
And you'll come back
When you realize that
You've got to love yourself
Before anybody else
You've got to love yourself
Before anybody else
I want to love someone else
I want to love someone else
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I watched that woman from the ground
I saw the labor in her breath
Saw her considering the edge
Before she jumped
And I never made a sound
Now I've got something I could say
It's taken years to write this way but it's true
I wonder:
Do you think about me all the time
The way I wish I never thought of you?
I put meaning into things
With no meaning inherently
I'm interpreting dreams
Retconning memories
Retracing all my steps
In search of some release
But there's so much work left to be done
And we'll both refuse to be the one who starts
'til we're gone from here
Because we'd rather let it fester for a decade
And just hope it disappears
The last time that we spoke
At that Wal-Mart on the Oregon coast
That's where you said that things would change
And wouldn't you know it?
They were never really the same
A façade began to form that night
And now I see that person was consumed
Who am I talking to?
Just a cosplay of the woman
Who would help me rub the ointment on my wounds
Now I've got something I could say
It's taken years to write this way but it's true
I wonder:
Do you think about me all the time
The way I wish I never thought of you?
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13. |
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In this room
In this room I got so high
That I felt fine
For the first time in a long time
Now it may be
That I've finally lost my mind
But those shotgun blasts
Are getting longer all the time
Tried to concieve
Of my own mythology
But those old gods
Had nothing left to offer me
There are times
I have difficulty speaking
So I'll stop trying
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14. |
Deadly Premonition
02:14
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I've packed up all your things and put them somewhere safe
Washed out your stench from all of your favorite places
Where you used to sit
'Cause they all smelled like piss
But I cannot judge, I know that you felt like shit
Gave you a bath to help and you hated it
Would have left it alone had I known
Was your last night at home
A few nights before I swear I had dreamt of this
Could not believe to see it as a portent
But I saw things to come
Right before they were done
I wish you had looked at me while they did you in
Stared at the wall instead while I held your chin
Well I hope you found peace
Somewhere other than me
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If someone instills in you a fear of God
Without belief
Be careful that you don't let it go to your head
If ever you find yourself writing holy books
For a congregation of one
Consider making peace with silence instead
'Cause who are you
To believe in anything at all?
Who are you
Making yourself feel so small?
Do you ever get the sense that God might be an asshole?
Life in a constant state of self psychic damage
Sometimes starts to feel like
A holy disadvantage
Like using the voices of the people that you know and love
To tell you things that you've made up
About yourself when there's nobody else
But who are you
To speak for anyone at all?
Who are you
To harbor phantoms in your skull?
And there comes a time when nothing left will rhyme
And none of the cars will blink in unison anymore
So you'll go to hardware to check out the hoses
And that's where it felt real, the first time in ages
Now all of your pages and plans you were making
Become a new monument or evidence of
Who you were
When you thought that you could end it all
Who you were
When you thought that you could end it all
Who were you?
Who were you
Hurt by things you can't recall?
Shouting last words down the hall
Harboring phantoms in your skull
Making yourself feel so small
If someone instills in you a fear of God
Without belief
Be careful that you don't let it go to your head
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16. |
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Do you often find yourself under psychic assault?
Do you often find yourself under psychic assault?
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17. |
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It took me far too long to give up all my channeling
The results wore thin
And I still felt like shit
But now those summoned spirits demand their own finality
So I drowned them out
With songs and stories
But now their bodies
Are surfacing for me
To remind me of the ways I cut my teeth
Putting meaning into meaningless things
And twenty years on when the distortion is all that's left
You're still hunting for clues
Through the holes in your own head
But now there's people living inside of your identity
Some elaborate fiction
That only you can see
But now their bodies dissolve
Before your very eyes
When you realize the things that you believe
Are just meaning in a meaningless thing
I watched that woman from afar
Dreamt I could see her shallow breath
I saw so vividly her steps
I saw her lost inside of her head
And when she chose to jump
And the ground had met her feet
She stood there for a second
And I swear she was looking at me
As her body became
Something like raw meat.
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Soviet Spacedog Oregon
the artist formerly known, and also currently known, as soviet spacedog.
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