LIVE FROM WXDU V.3 (LP only)
aired january 17, 2010
recorded by ross grady at WXDU 88.7fm in durham, nc
to be released fall 2011 by paramnedia records
artwork by jeanne d’angelo (above) & kris platt
TRACKS:
peace to you too, motherfucker
coney island street meat
my little bantam rooster
nitetime moths
le début de la fin
giving tree
which one of you assholes ate christmas!!!
you pregnant motherfucker
snake stuff
peace to you too, motherfucker
if i ever have a friend
who knows my hell
he’ll tie a safety rope
to the backyard well
so if i change my mind
when i get down
i’ll pull my body up
before i drown
& if i ever have a lover
who finds my pain
oh i will leave his ass
in the fire & the rain
because a man who knows
& still he stays…
…that ain’t no man who you’d want around
& if i ever have a child
& in her eyes
i see the same kind of hurtin
that i have in mine
i’ll know the devil didn’t come once,
he came twice.
coney island street meat
i could tell a tale so blue, a ship had wrecked where i found you
a captive so delirious
here’s a truce to show i’m serious
take it slow, don’t be afraid
i’m asking you: are you ok
i’ll bandage up your arms
your legs
& leave you where the wounded lay
have some faith in me for once
if i get sick again, will you call the nurse
isn’t no
no enough
for the girl you love
after the fall of your great escape
don’t you dare come running with your arms wide open
& if at all, yr going to call my name
oh what a sad refrain
boy you better keep it to yourself
you can take the love out of a lover, but it ain’t never comin back
you’ll have this car that won’t turn over, throw the engine
on the rack
it looks fine from the highway, but when you get down on yr
knees
there’s a story there
of rusted
busted
belly underneath
we took our last nap together in my cabin in the woods
i though of all the goodbyes i have said, this goodbye was
for good
it was great when we were wasted
but mostly it was hard
oh the secret life we lived
down on buchanan boulevard
it ain’t right
no, & it never was
what he says but then what he does
it’s still a lie even if she don’t know
to ask
what a boyfriend does behind his girlfriend’s back
if i ask for a simple kiss & you say yes
promise me
when you wake in the morning
no regrets
my little bantam rooster
there will be days, i know
when the pain, it floods in slowly
but don’t worry
we won’t let you go
when the hours roll like thunder & the waves, they pull you under
just remember
you are anchored to us
there’ll be some summers when you cannot outrun the wind
and summers that totally find you
but your heart is a steamboat
a weight that somehow floats
believe in it & it will take you home
we will help you get in & get out of the car
on your way to
& your way back
from the hospital
if you’re scared, hold my hand
take a breath & help me understand
in this family
death ain’t gotta be
a means to an end
just another great line in our storybook lives
read to me while we still have the choice
but if your body ain’t there
then my heart still knows where
to look for you
when i need to hear your voice
nitetime moths
we are just nighttime moths
you & i we fly to things that will knock us off
floating in on winds that will get us lost
oh my god, i have no faith
in a main who gives me health
or gives me pain
gives me things & takes my things away
le début de la fin
if i go all alone to the north
then baby we will know
that the will over every heart is to break & break & break & break & break
in the summer when we decided to be lovers,
my mama was a shell in the sheets
& my daddy was a young man
unraveling in front of me
there were days when you were my only hope
on my breaks
call you
crying on the phone
make me laugh
& know it ain’t no sin to try & start my day all over again
if you come all the way to the north
then maybe we’re ignoring what is wrong
but every time i ask
you swear to me
baby it was this city all along
giving tree
baby, be careful with me
i’m a hotrod out for anybody
spread your branches wide to see
that you don’t end up as my giving tree
back when we first met, you were the one with the big ideas
make a home together
pick out our rings
in the first month
of the first year
now, i didn’t want to leave you
what i wanted was a leap of faith
anything to know
that you believe in me
believe, believe, believe, believe
believe in what you want
to see
do you still want me
cuz what you believe in is what you are given
which one of you assholes ate christmas!!!
i’ve got an ache
& it yearns like they will do
oh it’s true, i’ve got him
but before him
i had you
after the fall, came the winter & the spring
he was taken by the mines
but it was you i been missing
i found a house on a hill by the lake
every morning
pull the water
stack the wood
& then wait
at night i found another i invited to my bed
it was him under the sheets
but it was you i felt instead
you pregnant motherfucker
you always let them in
oh all these fucked up men
unlock the doors when i ain’t home
they take off all yr clothes
like yr some docile doe
yr making love
to make it up
oh will somebody help us please,
convince us our love is no disease
that we won’t be lonely
when we’re alone
that from now on what we touch
will turn to gold
snake stuff
i was born with a heart
that drags me down deserted roads
& wrecks me in the dark
& all that i wanted here
was a break from my life
after the hardest year
when will i get used to this
breathing life
into these things i love
until they quit on me
oh, it’s like i still believe
i’m the best thing in yr life
& you’re the one for me
i can’t get over you
but i was born to run
& you were born to see things through
what you taught me, dear:
if i don’t learn to love
i’m going to die of fear
driving in my car, we’re on the phone
it’s clear to me
so we agree
no, i ain’t comin home
but i will come back to you
give me time to find the words
i want to die to you
