go fish

by LCP

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released October 1, 2011

I painted that fish, but not the bubbles.

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I dare you to try and figure out my true identity.

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Track Name: Everything's different
you're moving in social circles
you're spreading by word of mouth
you're doing your best to keep us abreast
because everything's different now

you assure me you're unaffected
it's only the press who seem to doubt
whether you're sure your motives are pure
because everything's different now

could it be the fruits of your labor
are worth their weight in ungodly sums
does it pay to be the flavor
of the month?

you say you've become a recluse
whenever you show, it's unannounced
we're in the throes of an excuse to prove
that everything's different now

it's easy enough to foster
a false sense of self belief
when every day we are brilliantly made
by the company we keep

you say I should call you some time
I'm guessing you'll be out
it's not that I'm opposed to the dial tone
but everything's different now
Track Name: stupid thing
goodness gracious, how advantageous
you’ve got the glaciers to stop in their tracks
this icy feeling has hit the ceiling
there’s no concealing the ever growing cracks

lock all the windows, shut all the doors
it’s about time we gave you the floor
it’s a stupid thing
hold the applause, wait, sound the alarms
we’re at the mercy of all your charms
it’s a stupid thing

I don't buy it but the crowd is quiet
they love the diet you've been feeding them
you've got x-ray glasses and backstage passes
so glad the masses have voted you in

lock all the windows, shut the doors
it’s about time we gave you the floor
it’s such a stupid thing
hold the applause, wait, sound the alarms
we’re at the mercy of all your charms
it’s a stupid thing

and now that we're listening, your face is just glistening with pride
too bad we're naive to the fact that you've swallowed the key
now we're all trapped inside

lock all the windows, shut the doors
it’s about time we gave you the floor
it’s a stupid thing
hold the applause, wait, sound the alarms
we’re at the mercy of all your charms
it’s a stupid thing
Track Name: crosswords
a day in the life
has passed, and now you'll have to be
the man she always wanted
or you'll never be
she's keeping the faith
crossing her fingers and legs
she's setting the plates
hoping for dinner guests

so I say to the angry mob
it's a hard, fucking job.

she's pulling your arm
watching the seeds as they swarm
these traveling myths
oh, do they really exist?

you punch holes in empty jars
traffic stops, you're standing on the car
maybe there are two beds where there
used to be one
Reader's Digest and A Raisin in the Sun

so I say to the angry mob
it's a hard, fucking job.

maybe there are are two hearts
where there used to be one
now just cross words
and some silly puns

so I say to the angry mob
it's a hard, fucking job.
Track Name: Pulaski day
took all of my debt to leave you
I was banking on your sweet tooth
now all I'm left with
is a cavity
threats were made, bets were raised
fingers pointed every which way
bills went unpaid
it rotted to the root

I clung on for dear life
when failure was finite
I used up the wishes
on my birthday cakes
you circumvent
the sins you can't repent
and get drunk
on Pulaski day

watching the parade
the streets are a slushy gray
I can feel the cons outweigh
the prose in my chest
seems like ten thousand leagues
more sunken than a fallacy
five anchored winters
in the midwest

I clung on for dear life
when failure was finite
I used up the wishes
on my birthday cakes
you circumvent
the sins you can't repent
and get drunk
on Pulaski day