El Tryptophan – Guilt Vacation GUILT VACATION Got a punctured tent Late at night Transmission come leaking through I offer to pass Every rose colored glass Ambivalence is a virtue Issue me a warning Before I hurt you Guilt absorbed by next year, for sure Do you want the responsibility? A chorus mounts from a whisper to a shout Scavenge what you feel you need to say IDA Ida’s a friend She whispers empty promises She’s flawless in my eyes But Ida Ida Ida Ida Ida Ida Ida lies Ida lies Oh Ida Ida Ida Ida Ida Ida I’d rather stay home Nurse my expectations My fifty veiled projections I’ll never learn my lesson So what did Ida do. Ida knew just who was who. She did. She did know. When you married for the third time You knew it would last, you thought it would last Forever I warned you she is clever ‘Cuz Ida lies SYNTAX STATIC Attention, approaching the girl Sticky sawdust, batons twirl Tail feathers, dress an old wound Foot servants, jumping through hoops Syntax static, scrawled across her face So romantic A true romantic Her language on papyrus And I must be its victim The trouble talking to you Your words inflame my symptoms Syntax static Just a classic stutter case So romantic Perky antennae Eyelash whips Birthmark kisses Babymaker hips Patrol your impulses Just to stay sane Boiling over Sputter down the drain I search for something to say But you turn away The space in between what I say and what I mean Syntax Static I’m a crooked smile king So romantic Syntax static Is never ending GOOGLE PORTRAIT I don’t wanna be cool All I want is your eyes on me Framed in a Google portrait The all-seeing eye And the second mind Strike a strange alliance In a Google portrait Trademark the sky Let the cumulus cry I bet she was high In the company portrait We don’t wanna be cool All we want is your eyes on us Framed in a Google portrait We surrender control To the queen of catacombs She’s a thin-wristed jailer With a silver jawbone And when we feel depressed We don’t pay it any mind There is infinite time To refresh that portrait The all-seeing eye and the second mind strike a strange alliance in a Google portrait The all-seeing eye and the second mind strike a strange alliance in a Google portrait SHARE Yesterday you said you were the one to come Now you say you are the one who needs to go Voices echo from a crevice in your heart You’re no longer an exception to the rule You say you know where There is an answer Share, share No floating in space No hiding out place Share, share Once you try to frame the splinters of the past You balk and stutter, spineless as a ghost That’s the trouble, a rhythm in your mind A parasite posing as a host You say you know where There is an answer Share, share No floating in space No hiding out place Share, share No floating in space No hiding out place No isolation No ammunition No bad omen No old demon Share, share You’ve found your fair share Your share of nowhere SLOW MORNING Everyone’s speech will slur when they tell their truth They don’t get no rewards when they speak of their abuse The tags on the backs of the shirts are burrowing in Our fingers take the eggs from the mother hen And I don’t need drugs to feel fucked up I think of your old lover He’ll be famous soon I sink under the covers In the hammock, hung from the half moon And it’s a slow morning It’s a slow morning It’s a slow morning