"Sleeping With Nunchucks" lyrics "I'll Shoot You Ace I Swear To God" lyrics "More Shit from the Bogus Captain" lyrics Sleeping With Nunchucks (2007) 1. We’ve Been Holding Our Breath Since Before There Was Air
Every time I go under I just want to stay a Little bit longer than I did the last time These days things go a little bit slower than they Used to do. Leastaways I forget about the thunder I Wander in the pasture, begin to wonder How many rounds of this are we going to go Through?
And they all say that mountain’s going to Blow now pretty soon but I just can’t say as I’d care much if it did. We’ve been waiting so long we’ve been tearing out our eyes and it’s the Same now if it isn’t or it is.
Because she was born in Alabama with her feet in the mud and the Fire in her eyes and the rhythm in her blood and there Ain’t no storm tornado or flood That’s ever going to make us fail in the eyes above.
Once again but then at least for a little while Cow’s in the corn and the coon’s in the woodpile Ain’t nobody going to do a thing about it today. I’m shooting in the shadows and I’m hoping that you don’t care You can pack up but I’m not going anywhere You can’t talk to the boss, the boss gone away.
And they all say the end of everything we know is near but I just Can’t say as I care enough to leave. We’ve been single-filing we’ve been calling out our names now I doubt More of what they say than I believe.
Because she was born in Alabama with her feet in the mud and the Fire in her eyes and the rhythm in her blood and there Ain’t no storm tornado or flood That’s ever going to make us fail in the eyes above.
And the ocean’s rising higher now the roads are getting wider and that river’s rolling on. And the razor blades are flying out and the razor blades are Long.
Rising to the sky like silver blades of grass and slicing through the night to let the light back in.
Once upon a time it was a story and it started like Once upon a time it was a story and it started like Once upon a time it was a story and it started like this: 2. Black on Blonde
You got a smile like a ten-pound kickstand I drop my ass and I lose my eyes Loops and arrows and big tornados Lathered up in a big surprise.
Handle me like a bearskin rug babe Smoky watery in your eyes Run me down with a reservation Gasoline by the fireside.
I said Hey - Hey now baby Come on at least say maybe For all the black on blonde All of the black on blonde.
You got me buzzing and falling down babe Blathering I don’t make any sense You’re like a lit park in a penthouse suite just like a Bright yellow gate in a big black fence. Come on at least say maybe For all the black on blonde All of the black on blonde
And I’m gonna memorize all the best lines from your cracked upper lip. And I’m gonna chew that tattoo right off of your hip.
Hey - Hey, now baby Come on at least say maybe For all the black on blonde All of the black on blonde. 3. Where Do We Go From Here?
Years ago we left our homes Fooled the Turks and conquered Rome Left the pieces where they lay and the Questions for another day Hunted down the wildest beasts Taunting clerics, robbing priests Singing like coalmine canaries Slaying revolutionaries.
And buddy you know as well as me Things just aren’t like they used to be And it’s so unclear Where do we go from here?
Marching into battle Sailing off on open seas Rescuing our women from the Clutches of our nemeses. While Martyrs burned on tops of hills we Sacked the towns and robbed the tills Opened up the doors to traitors Filled the glasses, worried later.
And it’s nothing that I didn’t know Robbie started telling us about it years ago And it’s hard to steer Where do we go from here?
Setting downfalls into motion Drinking up entire oceans Dancing on the walls of cities Occupied bereft of pity and Living free of reservations Sleeping with entire nations Painting slogans on our arms and Staying free from hate and harm.
And buddy you know as well as me Things just aren’t like they used to be And I can’t drink any more beer Where do we go from here?
4. Terrified
This is a way for you to go to bed each night and know you’re terrified. This is a way for you to know that there is something evil in your head. And though you try to fight it I know you will still invite it in.
This is a way for you to know that there will be another time and place. And that this one will amount to nothing more than something in your head. And though you try to fight me I know you will still invite me in.
If I were only just a hole And you were just a spade. We’d be fit for photographs We would have it made. Not a lot of blood and guts Just a little sick that’s all. Standing on the top of the world It’d be quite a fall.
5. Leave it to Me
I stayed sober for a week just to try to make sure things didn’t go wrong I never ever cared about anything quite so much for quite so long.
And now it’s just so in-between Tangled up and serpentine Leave it up to me to go fuck up The unfuckupable thing.
And you were always such a hard touch little cookie to crack with your back in black Uh-huh. Living all day underneath the sheets and trying to drag me back into the sack
The omelets, they were Florentine But the downfall’s been just Byzantine Leave it up to me to go fuck up The unfuckupable thing.
Leave it to me.
6. Living On the Edge This Ain’t
This ain’t no honky-tonk in Brooklyn This ain’t no wax around the lid This is the misery of history condemning me For things that other people did.
This ain’t no walking on the water This ain’t no penny in the well This ain’t no cellar door no tell her more though eyes are sore This is a speak but do not tell.
This ain’t no showdown in a motel This ain’t no hairpin in the bed This ain’t no marathon no halcyon old days are gone This ain’t no living on the edge. 7. Sleeping With Nunchucks I have been sleeping with nunchucks baby Now don’t you go and take that the wrong way I’m just terrified of everybody on my street.
I have been sleeping with nunchucks baby When you think about it it’s not crazy I’m better armed than anybody that I meet.
In the cowboy bars and schools Where the let ‘er buck mindset rules I’m dusting them off and I’m keeping it clean.
I have been sleeping with nunchucks baby And now I’m feeling just like Oliver Brady “Here comes trouble,” they all say, “Better watch out.”
I have been sleeping with nunchucks baby And you might go try to that it’s lazy Giving myself one up on the people at large.
I have been sleeping with nunchucks.
8. They Took My Drums Away
They came and took my drums away. They came and took my drums away.
9. Really Bad on Purpose
How’d we end up in Tacoma? I was having fun back in Barcelona I don’t understand this fascination everybody’s got with friends.
It’s stupid, I know it, it’s childish and cruel But baby I get such a kick out of these things that I do You never knew that living with me was going to be such a curse.
I’m going to hurt myself really bad on purpose because I know it’s going to hurt you worse. Hurt myself really bad on purpose because I know it’s going to hurt you worse.
All right.
One, two, ten, I’m on the sauce again Ain’t no telling what it’s costing and I’ll Bet you’re going to be surprised when you get home/
It’s wicked and foolish and kind of obscene but baby You should pay attention and you know what I mean Because the misery I’m dishing out is soluble and it’s diverse.
I’m going to hurt myself really bad on purpose because I know it’s going to hurt you worse. Hurt myself really bad on purpose because I know it’s going to hurt you worse. Here we go.
10. Unalone Can’t believe that it happened I know it’s not right It’s got me scratching the sidewalks My knuckles all white And it was dark in the room there wasn’t hardly any light And I was laying unalone but I was thinking of you last night.
We were billowy waistcoats In a period piece And we pretended that we knew About DeMille and Matisse And underneath the insincerity the pride and the peace There was a little understanding and it’s grown into a bit of beast.
It never seemed to be worth it Never followed it through We burned the letters in the yard And then we buried them too But maybe something must have got away and maybe it grew Because I noticed last night laying unalone that she laughs A little like you.
11. Slothrup’s Army You tell me that you’re sorry and that things are going well But in the morning at the dentist it was dark and I could tell That everything you ever told me in the yard and at the well Was never true. It was never true.
And now you’re leaving and this and this and that You’re leaving, and I should leave too You said you’re leaving and this and that and this You never do.
Bit me in the leg and what am I supposed to do When all the neighbors hear me screaming and they ask if it was you? And now the lies that I’ve been telling are the lies I got from you And now they’re true How could they be true?
You said you’re leaving and this and this and that You’re leaving, you said that I should leave too You said you’re leaving and this and that and this You never do.
Slothrup’s army’s coming and I know you’re going to go Because all the time that you’ve been living here was training and I know That all the things inside my mouth are little things you put there so Your little crew could do the things they gotta do.
You said you’re leaving and this and this and that You’re leaving, you said that I should leave too You said you’re leaving and this and that and this You never do.
You hardly ever do.
You said you’re leaving and this and this and that You’re leaving, you said that I should leave too You said you’re leaving and this and that and this You never do.
12. Do You Really Want To Do This?
I see the cause of your indignation Weaving into a web of perfect inspiration Climbing over the walls of your investigation
But do you really want to, really want to do this? Do you really want to do want to go through this?
One time in three there’s a liberation Relieving the past of all its revelations We sleep on the floor drenched in perspiration. Do you really want to do want to go through this? They walk in twos of perfect isolation They speak in tongues tied in litigation We used to fall asleep to Daydream Nation
But do you really want to, really want to do this? Do you really want to, want to go through this?
13. Smoke The Rest Tomorrow
Ice and wind and dripping down It’s the same in every town You see them on the TV in the rain. Load them and dragging them down The baby’s crying that’s the sound Of knowing nothing’s going to be the same.
Can you make the daytime last can you pay back what you borrow? We’ll sleep tonight And smoke the rest tomorrow.
Half a nose and an arm in a sling Bold face type and the doctor’s bringing All the magazines that he can find. Pictures on the walls and the floors We busted in the basement door It wasn’t much to lose but it was mine.
Can you make the nighttime last can you dance away your sorrow? We’ll sleep tonight And smoke the rest tomorrow.
Years and miles and power steering Empty window brown eyes peering Back from every corner of the room. Shooting bluejays out the window Ninety-three no next of kin go Say it now because it’s going to happen soon.
The questions always beg themselves and the answers always are no. We’ll sleep tonight And smoke the rest tomorrow.
Early in the morning Coffee eggs and waking birds Singing "Eyes of the World" Until we understand the words. |