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