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ugly animals
04:24
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at the edge of our affordable neighborhood
i riding my bike
where the lawns are no longer cut and the woods
grow deep as they like
in the beginning isn’t it good?
with the eyes in the shadows upon me
i’m of ambivalent mind
adoring authorities are horrified
in spite of no bites
in the beginning isn’t it good?
i hate the ending—i hate the middle too
my blessing bothers me even now
my blessings all defy believin’ (now)
you take all the ugly animals far away
so sick at the sight
you lock ‘em up and you leave ‘em banging the cage
no longer a fright!
oh no what do i do? i’m stuck
stuck on the thought of you
oh my sense is meaningless
oh no what do i do? i’m stuck
stuck on the thought of you
all my sense assembles lies
all my sense assembles lies
i won’t run and hide
when you come for me
i won’t even bite
i’ll tranquilly take to my cage
it’s alright now oh
so stop pretendin’ oh
it’s alright now oh
just stop
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get well
03:09
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am i beloved enough
to offset your shitty tragedy?
am i unlucky enough
to remove you from memory?
ha ha! got some laughter that you ought to take
how could i be? how could even i be?
hold on to your stomach if it starts to ache
how could i be? i’ll get even…
either way i’m ashamed of offering therapy in spite of you
oh how you hated your health
in the city sanatoria
oh now you doctor yourself
with a chemical curative
ah ah… little brother, how sick have you been?
hook an i.v. hook another i.v.
oh nobody has a better medicine
hook an i.v. i’ll get even…
either way i’m ashamed of wanting your suffering to end now
what am i supposed to do?
how long will you struggle to get well?
i’m sick of visiting hours
either way i’m ashamed of wanting all your suffering to end now
what am i to do? do do what you do
and now i’m waiting for some harm to come to you
God, give us a convalescent without a future, past, or present
another rush like before can’t drive a spike into a sunset
how long will you struggle to get well?
i’m sick of visiting
(that’s true believe it or not)
oh isn’t isn’t she lucky?
a life less harrowing now
how long? how long? how long?
what am i to do?
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don't you dare
03:52
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you could say you could say anything
you could say anything at all
and i say it means the world to me
and i say it means nothing at all
you could say you could say anything
you could say anything to me
and i say i’ll hang on every word
and i say i’ll even climb the tree
held hostage in the sitting room
i’m gagged and bound to make a move
oh, have the heat been notified?
they say it’s safer not to hide
you can blame the stars if you want to
go complain if one of them should fall
do your worst and curse the earth we crawl
some love the torture i swear
the crime wasn’t rehearsed
don’t you dare come prepared
don’t say anything at all
oh, lovely filthy little fool
broken exception to the rule
ten thousand ancient points of light
won’t trouble us from such a height
[chorus]
you could say you could say anything
you could say you could say anything
you could say you could say anything
you could say anything at all
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Tracer Metula Atlanta, Georgia
Tracer Metula is an "indie rock" combo from Atlanta, GA. They sound like early 90s indie rock through a post-punk filter with an extra dose of garage. From time to time, their lyrics rhyme.
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