Envy on the Coast Album

They say you're in the blood so you're runnin' through whatever is in your veins...
Sew the pages shut, sew the pages so the colors still look the same.
I say let 'em run, I say let the colors run through your Souther Hands.
And I could be a fist cause I wanna be an American...

We took the chains off...
But kept the rebels.
For the world, the flesh, and your devil.

Show me all your love, show me open all the calvary in my name
Raise it like a flag, raise it on the gallows if there's a price they'll pay
So give me all your grace, give me all the good you crown with your Southern Hands..
And I could be a fist cause I wanna be an American

We took the chains off...
But kept the rebels
For the world, the flesh, and your devil.

Hate the hand on my heart, you swept it under the flag
You stoop so low..
Smile, generals make the cross federal but my
God doesn't believe in America... ha ha

We took the chains off...
But kept the rebels.
For the world, the flesh, and your devil.

Flesh on flesh
Running through red lights
Maybe I'm okay
It's just my appetite
Wash your mouth
Is what they'll say to me
Don't keep me in your prayers
'Cause I am not a patient here

(and you scare the sin right out of me)
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together, kid
The bad feels good to me
Good to me

Bite my tongue
So I can feel again
Skin me in my sleep
Scream until I make it end
Burn like hell
Is what they'll say to me
Don't you waste those prayers
'Cause I am not a patient here

(and you scare the sin right out of me)
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together, kid
The bad feels good to me
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together, kid

The bad feels, feels good to me
And fuck the sin right out of me

Keep it, keep it
Keep it together
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together, kid
The bad feels good to me
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together
Keep it, keep it
Keep it together, kid

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly...

We're the ones who you paid to see a piece of my soul for your money
And it's my job, to smile while pigs feast
Swallows slop out of the hand of a crooked priest

The mantra they sell, it stings like hell
And they know not to ask or think or tell
Play in the mud like good girls and boys
And we'll feed you the shit that we're sure we can sell
And I go...

Head first in the river.
Head first in the river.
Lost my breath in the river.
Head first in the...

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly sincerely oh oh I forget your name.

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly, sincerely, oh oh I forget your name.

I forget your name.

Would you believe they wanna know about me
I wear my lungs upon my sleeves
And that one there might as well be
Filling his shot glass with gasoline

They made me in the factory
Where they made my friends and we work for free
But that's alright cause my soul I keep
And these bones are mere accidents

Head first in the river.
Head first in the river.
Lost my breath in the river.
Head first in the...

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly, sincerely, oh oh I forget your name.

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly sincerely oh oh I forget your name
Oh I forget your name

We weren't built to last this long [x4]

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to...
Yeah they love to.

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly, sincerely, oh oh I forget your name.

Move it's what they say
Sell them the bones that they love to hear break
I said move to another birth place
Yours truly sincerely oh oh I forget your name.

Give me Mother Mary's baby
And cocaine white..
A re-arranged kiss, with a virgin bride.
Oil from the Earth
And Dollars from the sky
I married a song who won't come home, and now I know why.

I use you like a tourniquet, well just remember you asked for this.
Well just remember you asked for this...

A President's mouth
And maybe his wife
A key to a city
And I'll show her a good time, here

I use you like a tourniquet, just remember you asked for this

True, (True!)
Look what i did to you.
It's too good to be True, (True!)
Still not as bad as what you've done to you...

Give me your deaf and your blind
For the ones that I made numb
I'll dance around to the sound of your gun, starin' into the sun
Look at what I did to me, and look at what you've done to you
We'll get better as the days swallow themselves
Cause this is all we know how to do....

How I'd kill to be clean.
And christened in the Holy Mud.
I'm a sinner in the hands... I'm a sinner in the hands
Of a God that could use a good laugh, ha, ha, hah...

If I could bring you to
The water's edge
I could drown all our money,
All our money, all our money
And broke and free
Bet I'd make you sing
From the crow's nest
Spit on the rich and

Hah, laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death

Bus driver, get me out of here
We can't live in a house that's built on dollars
And in sense because we don't have either
But I got your back cause
You built mine out of brick!

Hah, laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death

My Mother's Mother, fetched the coal at night
Tucked her fire and fed it to the meek and we lived in
Black and white
Just like royalty
Cause that's all we need,
Oh to make the rich bleed.

Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death
Laugh ourselves to death

Oh
I'll be catchin' stones
It's nothing biblical
'cause I'd never tell you I'm a man of God and leave you with
An out of focus poem
But all the kids know
'cause they've been coddled in the cradle of a barely broken home.

Are you happy now?
You draw a big crowd
Car wreck without a sound.
And Arms like attic doors.
Open up, yeah I'd like to join you.
You can talk to God and I'll just watch.
Oh, and I'll just watch..

And he said, "My scars...
Now I have a T-Shirt to go with my...
My scars... yeah now I have a T-Shirt
To go with my..."
So...

When you cash a cheque, do you let it bleed?
Let it breathe, brand it like cattle wearing your marquee.
Everyone can see
You made an emblem
Out of "the broken" "the kind of broken" the "I wish I was broken."
'other day, found a boy with a long face,
'said "Sir, I swear, I swear I'm okay.."
Don't need to wish upon the stars..
Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my...
Scars.

Oh, my scars...
Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my..
My scars, yeah.. Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my scars..

Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Oh, You draw a big crowd!

You count your money in the dead of the night
Oh, oh
You've got your very own heaven sent Jesus Christ.
Christ, what's the hell that make me?
Parasite, parasite.
Write it anywhere that you'd like.

I dont bathe in the flesh like the American way
But I've savored the breath of American Ladies
Another bee on the petals of a flower choked in the weeds
A mother lied when she said she knows of real beauty

If you swallow the bait
With a bottle of wine
You can live like a queen
In the open wound of a pretty smile

I ate for hours and hours and hours and I'm still hungry
I filled the body with gasoline and let you ignite me
I only wish I had a match for every baby girl on earth
Save them from drowning in their mothers milk after birth

If you swallow the bait
With a bottle of wine
You can live like a queen
In the open wound of a pretty smile

You don't sleep in your skin because it makes you fill cheap
So you hang it next to your bed and hope your bones will still keep

[No lyrics]

I've been getting high spending nights with the television on
Black and white in a room thats dressed in red
Turning water into wine
With the lady, must be made of porcelain and fire and she breathes just like I do

She shivered like a good bride should not sweat just like July
Lick the flesh from every bone till were satisfied

You should have seen her eyes widen at the sight of my hands ripping apart those vows
Bucket of water for every match she struck for me maybe this was meant to be, lady this was meant to be

Staring in the mirror without a stitch on hands around her hips and wonderin' who is starin' back at me.
So we drowned him in the pool her in the ocean buried the bodies in a park just down the street and then crawled back in bed.

She dont shiver like the others do but she sweats like July
Lick the flesh from every bone till were satisfied

You should have seen her eyes widen at the sight of my hands ripping apart those vows
Bucket of water for every match she struck for me maybe this was meant to be lady this was meant to be

Ive been getting high
And she breathes just like I do

I can't feel a thing...

I'll rape this city just to show you she's as pretty in the night as day...
I kiss bottles even though I know that they'll become my currency
I'm made of books, and drunks, and people, who I thought I should become,
And I'll swallow anything
That seems to look just like a key, yeah...

I'll rape this city just to show you she's as pretty in the night as day...
I kiss bottles even though I know that they'll become my currency
I'm made of books and drugs and people who I thought I should become
And I swallow anything that seems to look like a key, yeah..

She say's, "You're hurting me..."

"I can't feel a thing."
I said, "Don't worry cause I can't feel a thing."
(I can't feel a thing!)
I said, "Don't worry cause I can't feel a thing..."

The anchor, the appetite.
Why don't you tell me how I lost my way?
They taught me to love with my eyes and my fists
So I bought a blindfold and medical tape.

I broke all of the rules I made
We're in a shroud made out of cellophane.
Now I'll swallow anything
That reminds I am temporary here.

She pushed in deep,
Wearing nothing but her bones
She said, "you're hurting me..."

I can't feel a thing.

I said, "Don't worry cause I can't feel a thing."
(I can't feel a thing!)
I said, "Don't worry cause I can't feel a thing."
(I can't feel a thing!)
I said, "Don't worry cause I can't feel a thing."
(I can't feel a thing!)
I said, "Don't worry cause I can't feel a thing."

I'll fall in love with you or anyone...
I'll fall in love with you or anyone...
(I can't feel a thing!)
I'll fall in love with you or anyone...
(I can't feel a thing!)
And I'll fall in love with you or anyone! Yeah!
(I can't feel a thing!)
FALL in love with you!!! And I'll fall in love with you!!!
(I said don't worry 'cause I can't feel a thing...)
(I can't feel a thing!)
I could fall in love with you or ANYONE!!!
(I said don't worry 'cause I can't feel a thing...)

I don't believe in much of anything
I threw that away when I found out
Jesus never learned to sing
I'll wear the crown if you say that it fits
You say my head has grown but it fits through the door
And you think

And you think I'm made of stone
I'm chiseled out of brick
I'm a vase that shatters
Holding such beautiful things
I'm made of stone
I'm chiseled out of brick
I believe in this
I believe in this
I believe in this

I'm a machine
I'm made of recycled clicks
To keep you in line when you step out of time
I rule with my iron fist
I think about the plan the whole world wrote for us
And sometimes it hurts
Sometimes it hurts
Sometimes it hurts

When you think I'm made of stone
I'm chiseled out of brick
I'm a vase that shatters
Holding such beautiful things
I'm made of stone
I'm chiseled out of brick
I believe in this
I believe in this
I believe in this

I believe in this [3x]

Stoned in my room
Yeah they would stone me in my sleep
I learned to stare the way that he did
The way that Jesus watched his sheep
I do this to breathe into the choir
I preach
You know how it feels
You know how it feels
You know how it feels

When I start to think you're made of stone
You're chiseled out of brick
You're the vase that shatters
Holding such a pitiful thing
You're made of stone
You're chiseled out of brick
I still believe in this

I love it just love it
Oh... what a pretty picture now lets
Jump off the corners and
Swap out the colors
Keep 'em comin' keep 'em comin'
Keep 'em shorter my brother
Shimmy out another one
More about your lover
I'm fed up with the process it's nonsense
You've got to be the farthest thing from artists
No
You're a head on a suit
I'm the living proof that you don't have to lie to keep 'em from the truth

I think that boy's got a sweet tooth
So I'll put sugar in his gas tank
Ohh, ohh
Then I'll wash my hands clean of you
I said I heard you've got a sweet tooth
I've got some sugar for your gas tank
Ohh, ohh
But I'll wash my hands clean of you
Clean of you

Who doesn't love the feeling of being a stranger
Breathing amongst all the people that you should call
When in need of healing
I will continue to speak
To honor the chic and
To wreak of an easing a song of kids
Cause their heads could use opening

They fed us the works,
And then they changed all my words
Cause I wouldn't say that to you
Cause I don't have to lie
to keep you from the truth

I think that boy's got a sweet tooth
So I'll put sugar in his gas tank
Then I'll wash my hands clean of you
Clean of you

I said I heard you've got a sweet tooth
Got some sugar for your gas tank
But I'll wash my hands clean of you
Clean of you

Bad News
It is here for you
But obviously
To everything and love ya, too..
Your body feels brand new
Life is good for you
Til they die for you're still singin' for
If his hook is in your mouth and he's got you...
He's got you,
He's got you!

Oh,
He's got you.
I'm bad news
So the things I do
You let me in and I swear I'll prove to you
The medicine just won't go down.
Swallow again and again and again
And again

Bad news
It is here for you
Life is spread around
You're sparkling
Like a born again
But nothing's ever new
You know that's true
I call it pretty music
But my father keeps on callin' it the blues! ohhh ohh oh

Oh..
Callin' it for you...
He's callin' it the blues, ohh..
I'm bad news so the things I do..
Let me in and I swear I'll prove to you..
The medicine just won't go down.
Swallow again and again and again..
And again.. oh.. and again..
Oh.. and again! oh!!

Bad news
Bad news
Ohh..
Now bad news
Well I'm bad news!
Well I call it pretty music
My father keeps on callin' it the blues!

I spy my friends filling boxes,
The scales have tipped and I'm superstitious.
A charismatic, young addiction,
My skin is thick with disposition.

My father taught me how to cut teeth,
And I sink them in to our broken cities.
And gypsies told me that my cussing
Like a poor man playing the blues in the subways of New York City
You're too good to me
You stay with me while my feet keep moving
In my grave she knows to dig herself
Cause i use my hands to climb out of it

Spinal cord collapsible.
You fit right in to your own shirt pocket.
Blood was spilt before the battle scar

More than friends but less than lovers
Smile for photos and fuck the covers.
Shameful woman, you bet your flower
Keep me up or keep my mouth shut
I lose and devour.
Ohhh...
Don't you pull the plug...

Spinal cord collapsible.
You fit right in to your own shirt pocket.
Blood was spilt before the battle scar

New York City, too good to me
You stay with me while my feet keep moving
In my grave she knows to dig herself
Cause i use my hands to climb out of it

Spinal cord collapsible.
You fit right in to your own shirt pocket.
Blood was spilt before the battle scar

Half an inch away
Speak before the sweat is even noticed
Such a bitter taste
Recite the words I just can't comprehend
Ink the scriptures to my feet
The bruising, swells and apathy
Sit so still with skeptic limbs
Penetrate these veins to fill this vial with naivety
Sip and have a taste of my disease

And they're dragging you

The sacrament has stained
My appetite for ceremony crisis
A narrow taste for faith
Depends on all the staleness that has formed you
Stitch the sins to my gums and teeth
A midnight mass of surgery
Speak so soft with hectic grins
Face the veil that separates
Where guilt won't die and is born again
Open aisle awaits for my two knees

And they're dragging you
And they're dragging you
And they're dragging you

Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and and they're dragging you
Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and and they're dragging you
Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and and they're dragging you
Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and and they're dragging you
Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and and they're dragging you

Your piece of pie
And your shirt and tie
What a brilliant young man you turned out to be.
'Cause you don't lie
you don't cheat
you don't conceive
there's no defeat
and you're a better man
better than me
you walk real proud
at safer speeds
oh I wanna be your friend
I wanna shine your shoes
You got a master plan
You got a lot to lose