Lyrics Dont You Want to Have That Moment Again Put Me on a Chair in the Corner Instead

Everybody Here Hates Yous

Other – 1. Everybody Here Hates You

I experience stupid, I feel useless, I feel insane
I feel toothless, man you're ruthless, oh…yep
i go to Loving Hut, i get my hair cutting, i experience the aforementioned
i feel putrid, i'm getting used to it, these days

you said, "it's just in your head
they're probably thinking
the same thing"

i'one thousand bleeding, you're leaving, i feel strange
you been distant, you seem unlike than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, n everybody fades

we're gonna tell anybody it'south ok
we're gonna tell everyone it's ok

you said, "it's only in your head
they're probably thinking
the same thing"

How To Boil An Egg

Other – ane. How To Boil An Egg

All my clothes in milk crates, I don't sleep for days.

Expect until the letter's reddish until my bills get paid.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when'due south information technology gonna change?

Every morn I feel more useless than before.

Trying hard to see the signal in anything at all.

Aw I've been trying, I've been trying really hard.

Pull yourself together.

Pick myself apart.

Aught lasts for never and then be even so my bleeding heart.

Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a make new start.

You have a neat abundance of axes there to grind.

Remember some people have existent problems next time you whine.

Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line.

Yep I've been trying, I've been trying really difficult.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when'due south information technology gonna change.

Let It Get

Other – 1. Permit Information technology Go

What time do you usually wake upwards?
Depends on what time I slumber
Technicolour rainbow horror
Sweet dreams

Go along on rolling on the impulse
Ignore backstage languor and
All those obligations lost in
Reverie

Y'all've gotta let it go
Before it takes you lot over
Eastern standard open G
Transpacific malady and
Calm is more than conducive to the
Remedy

Speckled sunlight on my freckles
Salty h2o curls my hair
Run the race at your own pace
Yous'll get at that place

What comes first - the chorus or the poetry?
I'k a bit blocked at the moment
They say the more you learn the less that
You know

Y'all've gotta let it become
Before it takes you over
You lot've gotta let it go
Before it takes you over
You've gotta let information technology go
Before it takes y'all over
You've gotta permit information technology go
Earlier it takes you over

On Script

Other – 1. On Script

On script every night
Like a well-rehearsed stage show
Wet your lips, it won't take long
To break this quondam behavior

Wings clipped, no need to fly
What, practise you think that you're special?
No reflex, information technology'southward but a bend of the elbow
I know it's getting quondam

Nondescript, every night
Like a well-versed become well card
Barely dressed, and I just might
Take you lot upward on your offer, yeah

Pickles From The Jar

Other – i. Pickles From The Jar

I say dance, you say dance.

I say France, you say French republic.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

I say Hugh, you say Grant.

I say pot, you say establish.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

Nosotros couldn't be more contrary if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, nosotros rarely see eye to eye.

I am dumb, y'all are smart.

We are fifteen years apart.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Mars.

I say ooh, you say aah.

I am conscientious, yous like scars.

I like pickles from the jar.

We couldn't be more opposite if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely see eye to centre.

I say Yous, you say Am I.

You like mornings, I like nights.

I'll dear you lot till the day I die.

You say Christopher, I say Walken.

You love, I love Christopher Walken!!!

I judge at least we take got one thing in common.

Small Talk

Other – ane. Small Talk

do you lot have any siblings?
i got a brother, Blake, he'southward four years older than me
(n i guess he always will exist)
yeah he's clever and he'southward got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw only wait, at present that they're engaged soooooo
i hope they take kids and then i tin be a cool aunty

i'one thousand waiting here for you
i'thou waiting here for you
what'd yous recollect of the ultimate ending?
i fast forward, get busy pretending that i've seen everything.
tin can i get yous anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it.
i got better things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..

i'g waiting hither for you
i'k waiting here for you

i'm looking 'cross the room due north hoping that y'all're lookin too..
do you have any siblings?
you lot got a sister yeh she's a detective,
well i bet she's got some skillful stories.
i gotta get only i promise we can go on in bear on
i similar very much being hither with you
but yous see, all this modest talk is killin' me

i'grand waiting here for you lot
i'm waiting here for y'all
i'one thousand looking 'cantankerous the room n hoping that you're lookin also.. etc

Three Packs A Day

Other – 1. 3 Packs A Twenty-four hour period

I'm down to three packs a twenty-four hours of Mi Goreng I can't explain it.

Can't look for y'all to become away cos i just crave that meagre taste yep.

Boil it up, water in the saucepan.

In a cup, drink information technology from a silvery spoon.

That MSG tastes good to me, i disagree with all your warnings.

And it tin't be truthful that they use glue to proceed the noodles stuck together.

Two minutes seems like a life-fourth dimension.

Burn my tongue, patience is a virtue.

I'm down to three packs a twenty-four hours,

I sneak away to find a kettle.

I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans, I'm sick of lentils.

Boil it up, h2o in the saucepan.

In a cup, drink it from a silverish spoon.

Information technology's no skilful, it's no good, you say it's no skillful for you.

Elevator Operator

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 1. Elevator Operator

Oliver Paul, xx years quondam, thick caput of hair worries he's going bald.

Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.

Breakfast on the run over again, he'due south well aware he's dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.

Feeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters.

Rips off his necktie, hands information technology to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro charabanc stand.

He screams "I'one thousand not going to piece of work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans."

Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that's not been filled in.

He waits for an elevator, 1 to ix, a lady walks in and waits by his side.

Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin.

Pilus pulled and so tight you tin can meet her skeleton.

Vickers perfume on her jiff, a tortoise-vanquish necklace between her breasts.

She looks him upwards and down with a Botox frown, he'south well used to that look by now.

The elevator dings, and they awkwardly step in, their fingers bear upon the rooftop button… "Don't jump piffling boy, don't leap off that roof, you've got your whole life ahead of yous you lot're still in your youth, I'd give anything to take skin like you!"

He said, "I call up you lot're projecting, the way that you're feeling, I'1000 not suicidal just idling insignificantly. I come up upwardly here, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I'm playing Sim Metropolis. All the people look similar ants from upwards here, and the air current'due south the only traffic you can hear"

He said, "All I e'er wanted to exist was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!" ... "Don't leap little boy, don't spring off that roof, y'all've got your whole life alee of you yous're however in your youth, I'd give anything to have skin like you!"

Hopefulessness

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 1. Hopefulessness

Yknow what they say
No i's born to detest
We learn information technology somewhere along the way.

Accept your broken heart
Turn it into fine art
Tin can't take information technology with yous, can't take information technology with y'all

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Empty bottle blues
Sleepin' different rooms
Hardly a maverick
Bottom than average

Your vulnerability is stronger than it seems
Yknow it'southward okay to have a bad mean solar day

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Just become this one washed, then you can move along
Can't take it with y'all, tin't take it with you
Yknow what they say, no ane'due south born to hate
Getting louder now, getting louder at present

Out Of The Woodwork

The Double EP: A Ocean of Carve up Peas – i. Out Of The Woodwork

I was busy underwater seeing how long I could concord my breath.

A drowning flower caught my center and I had to come on upwards for air.

Just considering you're older than me, doesn't mean you have to exist so cavalier.

I still see the aforementioned things that yous see, I'm a little shady on my history.

I am normally pretty forgiving but only if yous are.

She's so easy.

I noticed you lot stopped talking to me, at present you're talking to me all the time.

Practice you know y'all're no expert at listening?

But you're actually good at saying everything on your mind.

It must be tiring trying so hard, to await similar you're non actually trying at all.

I approximate if you're afraid of aiming also loftier, then you're not really gonna have besides far to fall.

I am usually pretty forgiving but just if y'all are.

She's and then piece of cake.

Climb aboard the carriage when it comes on through.

Jump up on your horse and tell me how'southward the view.

Look over my shoulder when I talk to you.

Where's the more of import person in the room?

Rae Street

Things Take Time, Take Time – i. Rae Street

In the morning I'm ho-hum. I drag a chair over to the window. And I lookout what's going on. A garbage truck tiptoes along the road. Low-cal a candle for the suffering. Ship my best wishes with the wind. All our candles, hopes n prayers, though well-meaning they don't mean a matter, unless nosotros encounter some change. I might change my sheets today.

Well time is money and coin is no human's friend. And all optics on the pavement, I'm non gonna affect ya don't worry then much well-nigh information technology.

The day begins to shine. The parent teaches the child how to ride the bicycle wobbles side to side. Two dogs entangle, everybody smiles. The pair across the street; one'south upward the ladder and i's on their knees, painting the faded brick. What's the betoken, it looks fine from upwardly here.

Well fourth dimension is money and money is no man'south friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'1000 not gonna touch ya don't worry so much well-nigh it. I'm but waiting for the day to become night.

Adjacent door the kids run amok. The mother screams "don't you e'er shut-upward?" And there's ane thing I know; the sun volition rise today and tomorrow. We got a long, long way to go.

Well time is money and money is no man's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm not gonna bear on ya don't worry so much about it. I'thousand just waiting for the day to become night.

Shine those shoes due north mow those lawns, let'south get back to normal. Lay information technology all on the table, yous seem and so stable, just you lot're simply hanging on. Let go that expectation, modify the station, find out what out what yous want.

Pedestrian At Best

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Just Sit – two. Pedestrian At Best

I love you I hate you lot I'chiliad on the fence it all depends whether I'm up I'm down I'g on the mend transcending all reality.

I like you despise y'all adore yous what are we gonna exercise when everything all falls through?

I must confess I've made a mess of what should be a small success simply I digress at least I've tried my very all-time I guess.

This that the other why fifty-fifty bother, it won't be with me on my death bed, simply I'll however be in your caput.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll merely disappoint you.

Tell me I'g exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your money and I'll make some origami, honey.

I think you lot're a joke but I don't find you very funny.

My internal monologue is saturated counterpart, It's scratched and drifting, I've become fastened to the idea information technology's all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, I've got no idea how I even got hither.

I'k resentful I'm having an existential time crisis, what elation, daylight savings won't fix this mess.

Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest, the rats are back inside my caput what would Freud have said?

Put me on a pedestal and I'll merely disappoint you lot.

Tell me I'm infrequent I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your coin and I'll make some origami, honey.

I retrieve yous're a joke simply I don't find yous very funny.

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I effort to catch your eye I detest seeing you crying in the kitchen I don't know why information technology affects me like this when you're not even mine to consider.

Erroneous.

Harmonious.

I'm hardly sanctimonious.

Dirty apparel, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

I'g a fake, I'm a phoney, I'm awake, I'thou alone, I'm homely, I'1000 a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll simply disappoint yous.

Tell me I'yard exceptional I promise to exploit y'all.

Give me all your coin and I'll make some origami, beloved.

I think you're a joke but I don't find y'all very funny.

City Looks Pretty

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 2. City Looks Pretty

The city looks pretty when you lot been indoors
For 23 days I've ignored all your phone calls.
Everyone's waiting when yous get back dwelling house
They don't know where yous been, why you gone so long.
Friends treat you similar a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
Spare a thought for the ones that came before
All in a stupor bending backwards to accomplish your goal.

Sometimes I get sad
Information technology's not all that bad
Ane day, maybe never
I'll come around

The urban center takes pity on your injured soul
N heavenly prose ain't enough skilful to fill that pigsty.
Everyone's soaked in animosity
Information technology'south vicious in winter, you never say what y'all mean.
Friends care for yous similar a stranger and
Strangers care for you lot like their best friend, oh well.
Wakin' up to another dismal solar day
You got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful.

Sometimes I get mad
It's not half every bit bad
Pull yourself together
Northward merely calm down

I'll be what you desire oh when you desire information technology
But I'll never be what yous need
And the metropolis looks pretty from where I'thousand standing…

Don't Apply Compression Gently

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 2. Don't Apply Compression Gently

Tell me what you're thinking, what y'all're thinking almost.

Tell me when yous're finished possibly I'll come around.

Had plenty to bring me all the way to the ground, I don't have to tell you what I'm thinking about.

You lot take fabricated your bed, I know better than to sleep in it.

Ameliorate off dead than the hell that will go of it.

You accept hurt my head but I'm not denying that I did not bring it on myself.

I take pieces of myself from everyone around me.

I'grand non individual enough for you.

I replicate the people I admire simply at least I'1000 non bitter and sorry.

I may not be 100% happy merely at least I'm not with you.

Sunfair Sundown

Things Take Fourth dimension, Take Time – 2. Sunfair Sundown

Oh what a day, and congrats on the keys to your identify. Y'all've escaped the rat race as they say. Now you're settling in for the stay anyway y'all got a blank slate to renovate.

Take information technology all. Yeah you reap what you sow and then information technology goes. What you lot put in the ground comes around when you don't even know what you lot're missing at all.

In a stupor I can film you lot whittling away, with such care with such patience and grace. And I smiling when you say that you'll build me a table ane day well, I'd be and so grateful.

Sometimes information technology's hard, getting lost y'all say is a fine art. Put the map down and follow the stars. Shall we leave? Are you sure? Allow me grab my bag we tin sneak out through the side door.

In the dark, are you lot scared, did you hear those dogs bark? n exercise you ever wonder what sets you apart? Polish the torch on the path, darling please don't let go of my arm.

When you lot sleep, are you warm, can you experience my common cold feet? Are you adept, are you making ends see? At the finish of the day, you're awake with your thoughts and I don't want you lot to exist alone, and I don't desire y'all to be alone, yeah I don't desire y'all to exist lone, and I don't desire you to be lonely.

An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 3. An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

I lay awake at 4, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my all-time French.

Reminds me of a book I skim read in a surgery, all well-nigh palmistry I wonder what's in store for me.

I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on.

I lose a breath, my love line seems entwined with death (could be a spider web)…I'm thinking of you besides.

I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling.

It's a kind of off-white, maybe it's a cream.

In that location'due south oily residue seeping from the kitchen, it'southward fine art-deco-necromantic-chichi all the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I recall I'k hungry…I'm thinking of you too.

I'm thinking of you likewise. I'm thinking of y'all as well. I'm thinking of y'all.

Wondering what yous're doing, what yous're listening to, which quarter of the moon you're viewing from the bedroom.

Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, swimming at the pool…I'm thinking of yous as well.

I'chiliad thinking of you lot besides.

I'm thinking of you as well.

I'm thinking of you lot too.

I'm thinking of you as well.

I'm thinking of you lot.

Clemency

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 3. Charity

At the stop of every season I'one thousand spent up
Go along thinking this volition be the 1.
Hesitation lingers till I'm unreasonable
Every bit if you care, I know you lot got your ain stuff going on

Y'all must be having so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?

Can't we talk nearly information technology in one case we've slept?
When can we, yeah tin we, work it out?
Meditation simply makes you more strung out
I wish you had a guru to tell you to let it go, permit it go

You must exist having so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you lot listening?

You don't have to pretend you're not scared
Anybody else is just as terrified as you lot.
Medication only makes you more upset
I bet you got a lot to prove I know you're still the same

You must exist having and so much fun
Everything's astonishing
And so subservient I make myself ill
Are you listening?

Avant Gardener

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – three. Avant Gardener

I slumber in belatedly some other day oh what a wonder oh what a waste material.

It's a monday, it'due south so mundane, what exciting things will happen today?

The yard is total of hard rubbish information technology's a mess and I gauge the neighbours must remember we run a meth lab.

We should ammend that, I pull the sheets dorsum, it'due south twoscore degrees and i feel like i'm dying.

Life'southward getting difficult in here so i do some gardening.

Anything to take my listen abroad from where it's sposed to be.

The nice lady side by side door talks of dark-green beds and all the nice things that she wants to plant in them.

I wanna abound tomatoes on the front steps.

Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.

I feel pro-agile, i pull out weeds, all of a sudden I'k having trouble animate in.

My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I can't seem to stand on my own ii feet.

I'm breathing only i'one thousand wheezing, feel similar i'chiliad emphysem-in'.

My throat feels like a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, next thing i know they recall triple o.

I'd rather die than owe the hospital till I go old.

I go adrenalin straight to the centre, I feel like Uma Thurman postal service-overdosin' kick offset.

Reminds me of the time when i was actually sick and i had too much psuedoefedryn and i couldn't sleep at night.

Halfway down loftier street, Andy looks ambivalent, he's probably wondering what i'thou doing getting in an ambulance.

The paramedic thinks i'k clever cos i play guitar.

I think she'due south clever cos she stops people dying.

Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic, should've stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.

I take a hit from an asthma puffer.

I exercise it incorrect.

I was never skilful at smoking bongs.

I'thousand not that good at breathing in.

Hither'south The Thing

Things Take Time, Have Time – three. Here's The Matter

Here'due south the affair, can't end thinking about yous.
Aye I'thou writing, it's the but thing that I know how to do.

I don't know what to say, you're far away, I don't wanna be abrasive.
I don't know what to say, you're so far away, and I feel insecure.

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with sun.
Due north it's these small thrills, that go me through the day until the next i.

And I'm not agape of heights maybe I'k just scared of falling.
And I'm not agape of heights maybe I'm only scared of falling.

I'grand your human, mysterious at your command.
And it's understandable, that y'all're in such high demand, it's true.

I don't know what to do, looking like I'll never exit this room again.
I don't know what to do, gonna write this alphabetic character to you that I'll never send.

Minor Poppies

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Simply Sit – 4. Small Poppies

I stare at the backyard it'south Wednesday morning, information technology needs a cut but I'll leave it growing.

All different sizes and all shades of green, slashing information technology down just seems kinda hateful.

In a way it'south a shame y'all get away thinking information technology's merely a game.

Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use? At the end of the solar day information technology's a pain that I keep seeing your name merely I'1000 sure information technology's a bore being yous.

I don't know quite who I am oh simply human I am trying.

I brand mistakes until I get information technology right.

An eye for an eye for an heart for an eye, I don't agree with that why can't nosotros merely talk dainty?

Oh the calamity I wanna go to sleep for an eternity…who am I to deny myself a pawn?

Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…simply I'm sure information technology'due south a bore being yous.

I don't know quite who I am oh but man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it correct.

An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye, I used to hate myself but now I think I'm alright.

I don't know quite who I am oh simply human I am trying.

I make mistakes until I become information technology correct.

An heart for an center for an middle for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed you lot with a coat hanger wire.

Demand A Fiddling Time

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 4. Need A Little Time

I don't know a lot well-nigh you but
Y'all seem to know a lot nearly me so
I take a trivial time out, I have a fiddling time out

I'one thousand sorry that I lost my patience
You deserve better information technology's true
I need a little time out
I need a little time out
From me
And you

Open up upward your insides show united states of america
Your inner most lecherous
I'll rip it out advisedly
I promise you won't feel a thing

Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some machine crash
I need a little fourth dimension out
I need a footling fourth dimension out
From me
And you

Shave your head to encounter how it feels
Emotionally it's not that different
Just to the hand information technology's beautiful
(Yeah to the hand it's beautiful)

You seem to have the weight of the world
Upon your bony shoulders well hold on
You need a trivial time out
You demand a little fourth dimension out
From you
And me

History Eraser

The Double EP: A Ocean of Separate Peas – 4. History Eraser

I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets but luckily i left the heater on.

And in my dreams i wrote the all-time song that i've e'er written…tin't remember how it goes.

I stayed drunk and fell awake and i was cycling on a plane and far away i heard you say you liked me.

We drifted to a political party – cool.

The people went to arty school.

They made their paints by mixing acid launder and lemonade.

In my brain I re-accommodate the letters on the page to spell your name.

I constitute an Ezra Pound and made a bet that if i constitute a cigarette i'd drib it all and marry you.

Just and then a vocal comes on: "you lot tin't ever get what you want" – the Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the irony!

The stones became the moss and once all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.

We drove by tractor there, the xanthous harbinger replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.

In my brain I re-adjust the letters on the page to spell your proper name.

Yous said "nosotros just live once" and so we touched a trivial tongue, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly endmost on the world.

I touched on and off and rubbed my arm upwards against yours and yet the inspector inspected me.

The lady in the roof was living proof that null really e'er is exactly as it seems.

In my brain I re-arrange the messages on the folio to spell your proper noun.

We caught the river boat downstream and concluded upwardly abreast a team of angry footballers.

I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino.

Nosotros drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went dwelling house as winners of a kind.

You said "i guarantee we'll have more than fun, potable till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi dwelling house i'll sing you a Triffids song!"

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the folio to spell your name.

Before You Gotta Go

Things Take Fourth dimension, Take Time – iv. Earlier You Gotta Go

Earlier you gotta get, go, become, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't desire the concluding words you hear, to exist unkind, to be unkind.

We got angry, said some careless things, who was wrong remains unclear.
Pride like poison. Ever keeping score. You don't have to slam the door.

Before y'all gotta go, go, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you lot're always on my heed. If something were to happen my love, I wouldn't want the last words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Don't yous know I'm not your enemy, perhaps permit's cutting out caffeine.
Tomorrow'due south too late to reminisce, phone call me when you go this.

Before yous gotta go, go, get, go; I wanted y'all to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the last words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Money downward the drain,
Funny how things change,
You got to go away,
Yeah I know and I don't blame you.

Depreston

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 5. Depreston

Yous said we should look out further, I guess it wouldn't hurt united states.

We don't have to be around all these coffee shops.

At present nosotros've got that percolator, never made a latte greater.

I'chiliad saving twenty-three dollars a week.

We drive to a house in Preston, we see police absorbing a man with his hand in a bag.

How'south that for beginning impressions? This place seems depressing.

It'south a "Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac".

It's got a lovely garden, a garage for 2 cars to park in ("or a lot of room for storage if you've just got one").

And it'south going pretty cheap you lot say? "Well information technology's a deceased manor….aren't the pressed metallic ceilings great?"

Then I run into the handrails in the shower, a collection of those canisters for java, tea and flour, and a photograph of a fellow in a van in Vietnam.

And I can't think of floorboards anymore, whether the front end room faces south or north, and I wonder what she bought it for.

(If you've got a spare half a million, you should knock information technology down and start rebuilding)

Nameless, Faceless

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 5. Nameless, Faceless

Don't you have anything amend to do
I wish that someone would hug you
Must be solitary
Beingness angry
Feeling over-looked.
You sit alone at domicile in the darkness
With all the pent-up rage that you harness
I'g real sorry
Tour whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Men are scared that women volition laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will impale them
I hold my keys
Between my fingers

He said "I could eat a basin of alphabet soup
And spit out improve words than you lot"
But you didn't
Human being you're kidding yourself if yous remember
The world revolves effectually you lot
Yknow you lot got lots to give
N and then many options
I'm real deplorable
Bout any happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the night
Men are scared that women will laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men volition kill them

I hold my keys
Betwixt my fingers
Proceed tell me
Yous're just kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless

David

The Double EP: A Sea of Split up Peas – v. David

If y'all see me when I'yard feeling downward, I don't know if I want yous around.

Don't want y'all around…I don't really similar any of your friends, only it's not that hard for me to pretend.

Hard to pretend…Come on Davey, allow'south get constitute a tree.

You bring the spade, I'll bring the seeds. I'll bring the seeds…

Turning Green

Things Have Time, Have Fourth dimension – 5. Turning Green

You lot been around the world looking for the perfect girl turns out she was just livin down the street, livin downward the street. When you lot got the time tin can I become you on the line? I want you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you and then happy.

The copse are turning green northward this springtime lethargy is kinda forcing you to come across flowers in the weeds. When you got the time can I go you on the line? I desire you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you so happy

I hear all your fears and they are understandable my friend. Why don't you let go of those ideas, they're never gonna serve y'all in the end.

Aqua Profonda!

Sometimes I Sit down and Retrieve, and Sometimes I Just Sit – six. Aqua Profonda!

I saw you in the lane next to me.

You were doing free-manner.

Then yous switched it around to a lilliputian bit of backstroke.

I couldn't see underneath your swimming cap but it appeared that you lot had night coloured hair; maybe it was blonde for all I know.

I had goggles on.

They were getting foggy.

I much prefer swimming to jogging.

I tried my very best to impress you lot, held my breath longer than I normally do.

I was getting airheaded.

My pilus was wet n frizzy.

Felt my muscles burn, I took a tumble-plow for the worse (information technology's a curse my lack of athleticism).

Sunk similar a stone.

Like a first owners dwelling loan.

When I came to, you and your towel were gone.

I'm Not Your Mother, I'm Not Your Bowwow

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 6. I'm Not Your Mother, I'm Not Your Bowwow

I'k non your mother, I'thousand non your bitch
I hear you complain, under your jiff
Put upwardly or close upwards, information technology'due south all the same
It's all the same, never change, never change

I'm not your mother, I'one thousand non your bitch
d-did I stutter, a little bit
sit down downwardly n shut up, information technology'due south all the same
information technology's all the aforementioned, never change, never change

I get most self-defensive
When I know I'yard wrong
Think we all can agree
I effort my best to be patient
But I can only put upwards with and then much shit

I'm not your mother, I'thou not your bitch
I hear y'all mutter, under your breath
Put up or close upwards, it's all the same
It's however, never change, never change

Anonymous Social club

The Double EP: A Ocean of Dissever Peas – 6. Bearding Social club

Allow'south start an bearding club, nosotros tin sit close in the dark.

Come up round to mine, we can swap clothes and potable wine all night.

Turn your phone off friend, you lot're amongst friends and nosotros don't need no interruptions.

Exit your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.

Let's start an anonymous gild, I'll make us proper noun badges with question marks.

Come circular to mine, we tin can swap apparel and drink wine all nighttime.

Turn your phone off friend, y'all're among friends and we don't demand no interruptions.

Get out your shoes at the door, forth with your troubles.

Give thanks y'all for cooking for me, I had a really nice evening, just you and me.

Have It Day Past Day

Things Take Time, Take Time – six. Take Information technology Solar day By Mean solar day

Take it mean solar day past twenty-four hour period, you gotta put
One foot in front of the other
You'll go what y'all want,
I promise, but don't give up just yet,
Peradventure tomorra
Could be fourth dimension well spent, reflecting,
On all the little things yous keep projecting,
On everybody that you lot're then obsessed with
Take a look at yourself

Tuesday nighttime I'm checking in
Just to encounter how you're going
Are yous good are you lot eating
I'll call yous back side by side week

Don't stick that pocketknife in the toaster
Infant life is like a rollercoaster
And at that place's nada wrong with getting older
Keep one heart on the prize.
Don't give up just nevertheless, you lot got it.
Don't worry your pretty little caput,
Soon you'll be in bed
Oh what a long, long twenty-four hours it's been.

Tuesday night I'grand checking in
Merely to see how you're going
Are you skillful are you eating
I'll phone call yous dorsum side by side week

Expressionless Fox

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I Merely Sit – seven. Dead Fob

Jen insists that we buy organic vegetables and I must admit that I was a trivial skeptical at first; a little pesticide can't hurt?

Never having too much money I get the cheap stuff at the supermarket, but they're all pumped upward with shit, a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.

If you tin't run across me I can't see you.

Heading downwards the Highway Hume somewhere at the end of June.

Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders.

A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar.

Sometimes I think a single sneeze could exist the end of u.s., my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved into a passing truck.

Big business overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the correct, been driving through the night to bring us the best toll.

If you can't encounter me I can't see you lot.

More people die on the route than they exercise in the body of water, maybe we should mull over alternative cars instead of sharks (or just lock them upwardly in parks where we tin can become and view them).

There's a featherbed over Holbrook now, paid for with burgers no doubt, I've lost count of all the cows.

There'll be no salad sandwiches. The law of averages says we'll stop in the next town where petrol cost is downwards (what do I know anyhow?) If y'all can't see me I tin can't come across you.

Crippling Self Doubt and a Full general Lack of Confidence

Tell Me How You Really Feel – vii. Crippling Cocky Doubt and a General Lack of Confidence

Yeah they say whoever pays
The piper calls the melody
Let's avoid the truth
Make you all feel special

Your desperation stinks
I can smell it on your jiff
A sure absolut anosmic
Got yourself to blame for this

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know annihilation
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Your stance means a lot
Well tell me what's the use?
I never feel as stupid
As when I'm around yous

And indecision rots
Similar a handbag of final weeks meat
And I guess information technology's difficult to keep
Everybody happy

(Tell me how you lot really experience)

I don't know, I don't know annihilation
I don't owe, I don't owe annihilation

Lance Jr.

The Double EP: A Ocean of Split Peas – 7. Lance Jr.

I masturbated to the songs you wrote.

Resuscitated all of my hopes.

It felt incorrect but information technology didn't take too long.

Much appreciated are your songs.

Doesn't mean I similar you man.

Information technology but helps me get to sleep.

And it's cheaper than Temazepam.

I under-estimated your intelligence.

A picayune bit of weed mixed with some sentiment.

Over-rated films marked 'XXX' Come on play it with some tenderness.

If I Don't Hear From You This night

Things Have Time, Take Time – seven. If I Don't Hear From You Tonight

Stars in the sky, are gonna dice, somewhen it's fine.
Just similar a lonely satellite, drifting for a piffling while.
If I don't hear from you lot tonight, if I don't hear from y'all tonight.

And it'south so quiet exterior, with this curfew lullaby.
Is now an okay time to, tell you that I like y'all?
I await for your reply, wait for your reply.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you this night.

And I swear i'll never mention, this ever again.
But now that I got your attending, I don't wanna bore the brains outta your head.

All my fears collided, when our mutual friend confided in me that
At that place's a ninety-nine percent chance that it's requited.
I read my bible left to right,
I fantasise I'm by your side.
I lay awake and wonder why,
I pray for rain and angels cry.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you this evening.

Baby I need reminding, I got feelings also.
And I tried my best to hibernate them, but I don't wanna hide anything from you.

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, eventually it's fine.
Yknow that every morning I'm ascent with you on my mind.
If loving you's a law-breaking, then gimme those forepart page headlines,
across the country and worldwide, singing I won't give up this time.

If I don't hear from you this night,
I know you lot probably airtight your eyes,
And everything will be alright,
If I don't hear from you this evening,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from you this evening,
If I don't hear from you tonight.

Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Get To The Party

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 8. Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Get To The Party

You always get what you want and you lot don't fifty-fifty endeavour.

Your friends hate it when information technology's always going your way, just I'1000 glad that yous've that got luck on your side.

You lot're maxim definitely maybe.

I'm saying probably no.

Y'all say y'all'll slumber when you're expressionless, I'one thousand scared i'll dice in my sleep, I gauge that'due south non a bad way to go.

I wanna get out but I wanna stay home.

Why y'all then eager to delight? I wear my eye on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the wintertime, gotta exist a imitation or shiver, It takes a great bargain out of me.

Yes I like hearing your stories, but I've heard them all before.

I'd rather stay in bed, with the rain over my head, than accept to pick my brain up off of the floor.

I wanna exit simply I wanna stay habitation.

Help Your Self

Tell Me How Yous Really Feel – 8. Help Your Self

Darkness depends on where you're standing
Jump the creek north watch the sunshine swim
You plant inner peace in the inner northward-east.
Got a momentary bend
Gimme dreams upwards-stream
Lower Dantian screaming

You got a lot on your plate
Don't permit information technology go to waste material
Apprehensive only hungry
Need validation

Yous catch the moon and then advisedly
Breath out, breath in
This tiger hook gets patient
Pull back n release.
The sign on the shelf says
"Please help your self"
Won't you tell me something new
You lot're in melody with who surrounds you

You got a lot on your plate
Don't let information technology go to waste product
Humble simply hungry
Demand validation

You got a lot on your listen
You know that one-half the time
Information technology'southward only one-half as true
Don't allow it eat you

Are You Looking After Yourself?

The Double EP: A Body of water of Divide Peas – 8. Are You Looking After Yourself?

Are you working difficult my darling, we're then worried, always thinking of you and we just want y'all to exist so happy, proceed on going.

I don't want no 9 to v, telling me that I'g alive and 'Man, you're doing well!'

Accept you got some money saved up for those rainy days?

You lot should outset some sort of trust fund just incase yous neglect.

My friends play in bands, they are better than everything on radio.

Did y'all run into that special on Boob tube the other eve?

No my Television receiver, it stopped working when nosotros got hither (information technology'south been four years).

Are you eating? You sound then thin.

I don't know what I was thinking, I should go a job.

I don't know what I was drinking, I should become a dog.

Should get married, accept some babies, watch the evening news.

Write A Listing of Things to Wait Forward to

Things Take Time, Have Fourth dimension – 8. Write A List of Things to Await Forward to

Nobody knows, why we keep trying, why nosotros keep trying.
Then on it goes, I'm looking frontward to the adjacent letter that I'm gonna get from you.

A babe is born, as a man lay dying, as a man lay dying.
And so on information technology goes, I'one thousand looking frontwards to the adjacent letter that I'thou gonna get from you.

Sit abreast me, watch the world burn, nosotros'll never learn we don't deserve nice things.
And we'll scream, self-righteously, we did our best but what does that even mean.

I'1000 walking effectually, walking around.
With my head down, my head down.
I'grand pushing away, I'm pushing abroad.
Aye I'chiliad pushing away, pushing abroad.

Debbie Downer

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit down – 9. Debbie Downer

Tell me when you're getting bored and I'll leave.

I'chiliad not the one who put the chain effectually your feet.

I'thou lamentable for all of my insecurities, just it's just function of me.

Envy is thin considering it bites but never eats.

That's what a squeamish old Spanish lady in one case told me.

Hey Debbie Downer turn that pout upside downwardly and just be happy.

I don't ask too much of yous, it's true, and I can't read your listen.

Don't stop listening I'thousand not finished yet.

I'thou not line-fishing for your compliments.

I'k growing older every time I glimmer my eyes.

Irksome, neurotic everything that I despise.

We had some lows nosotros had some mids we had some highs.

Sell me all your gilded rules and I'll see if that's the kind of person that I want to be.

If I'thousand not happy I'll be glad I kept receipts.

I won't ask besides much of you, I used to wonder what to wearable.

Don't terminate listening I'm not finished yet, I'm not fishing for your compliments.

Walkin' On Eggshells

Tell Me How You Really Feel – nine. Walkin' On Eggshells

Before we get started I'll clean this upward
No use drinkin' from a leakin' cup
Yknow what I mean?
Not really it seems

N when we become going' nosotros'll keep information technology sane
Change is equally good equally a holiday
I'm non claimin' I'm some patron saint

Say what y'all desire
Don't got a lot
Oh but what I got
I'd requite
It all abroad

Walkin' on eggshells gets tiring
Pullin' teeth, white knucklin'
N I don't wanna hurt your feelings
So I say nil

Sorta self-rightous my heart of golden
Just sit back, do what y'all're told
If you spot it y'all got it
Well perchance I got it too

(and information technology goes, and it goes, yeah it goes away…
say what you mean to say)

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what I got
I'd requite
Information technology all abroad

Say what y'all want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what yous got
Y'all'd throw
Information technology all away

Scotty Says

The Double EP: A Sea of Split up Peas – 9. Scotty Says

In my wallet is a photo of you.

The day we divide I ripped it in two.

Stuck it back together with glue.

Tear my posters downwardly from the wall.

Don't wanna worship no dead heroes.

Everything I owned I sold.

I got lost somewhere between here and there, I'm not certain what the town was called.

In my pocket is a bottle of blue.

Drink it when I'm feeling misconstrued.

Don't like the taste only I similar the overview.

I made a lot of coin in my days.

Spent it all on the current craze.

I don't run into no demand to save.

I got lost somewhere between here and there, I'm not sure what the town was called.

Splendour

Things Take Time, Have Time – 9. Splendour

I say, why are you always leaving me?
You say, you lot're the one leaving me.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss you.
Really gonna miss you lot.

Remember when nosotros watched that sunset?
Deep in the desert, on the cliff edge.
Some day, then presently, I'll be seeing y'all
I'll be seeing y'all.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss yous.
Really gonna miss you.

Kim's Caravan

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – ten. Kim'southward Caravan

Watermarks on the ceiling.

I tin can meet Jesus and he's frowning at me.

I encounter a expressionless seal on the beach.

The old homo says he'due south "already saved it three times this week. Approximate it just wants to die?

I would wanna die too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air but to exist off-white I've done my share guess everybody's got their different bespeak of view."

I was driving downwardly dominicus set strip (Phillip Island, non Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a absurd drink, took a sandy seat on the shore.

At that place'south a newspaper on the ground, it makes my headache quite profound as I read it out aloud (Information technology said) "The Corking Barrier Reef it ain't so great anymore, Information technology'south been raped across conventionalities, the dredgers treat it like a whore."

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'k thankful for this view.

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

Nosotros either think that nosotros're invincible or that nosotros are invisible but realistically we're somewhere in between.

We all think that we are nobody just everybody is somebody else's somebody.

Don't ask me what I really mean, I am just a reflection of what you lot really wanna see so take what you want from me.

And then accept what y'all want from me.

So accept what you want from me.

So take what you want from me.

So take what you desire from me.

Satellites on the ceiling, I can Jesus and she's smiling at me.

All I wanna say is…

Sunday Roast

Tell Me How Yous Really Experience – x. Dominicus Roast

Don't come with your arms swinging
Throw them around me
Some kind of sweet relief
I promise you never leave
It'south all the aforementioned to me

Merely bring yourself
You know your presence is
Present enough
I got a front row seat
It's notwithstanding to me

I spend a lotta my time
Doin' a whole lotta null
I know yous're doin' your best
I think y'all're doin' just fine

I know it'due south been a long week
And now you're takin' your time
Some kindness goes effectually
Some kinda backfires
It's nevertheless to me

Ignore that vocalisation
Information technology puts you down
Y'all brand your selection
I'm hither for you

Information technology's nevertheless to me
I got a lot on my listen
But I dunno how to say it
I know you're doin' your best
I think you're doin' just fine

Proceed on keepin' on yknow you're not alone
And I know all your stories just I'll listen to them again
And if yous move abroad yknow I'll miss your face up
It's all the same to me yknow it's nonetheless to me

Canned Tomatoes – Whole

The Double EP: A Sea of Dissever Peas – x. Canned Tomatoes – Whole

I walk slowly to the store, you lot don't live hither anymore
You used to live round the corner (cigarettes and booze)

Last week I turned twenty-iv, you lot don't call me anymore
Nosotros used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the floor

I still get the mail for you, I leave information technology at the door
Every letter seems a warning, pay your rego past the 4th

Monday morning laundry or java on the garden wall
You're good 'crusade you lot're never wearisome, you should probably call me more

Oh The Night

Things Have Fourth dimension, Take Time – 10. Oh The Night

Oh the night, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get low.
And I don't really demand reminding,
I know it'southward just in my heed.

And you say that'due south show biz infant.
Nothing ever stays the same.
But I'yard the same kid, always laughing
At your jokes the same onetime way.

Sorry that I been irksome yknow it takes a little,
Fourth dimension for me to evidence, how I
Really feel. Won't you meet me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

And the days seem so familiar
Similar a flick ya never seen.
Yet you still get that foreign nostalgia
In the sentimental scenes.

Pitiful that I been tiresome yknow information technology takes a little,
Time for me to evidence, how I
Actually feel. Won't you lot see me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

Oh the dark, goes so slowly,
someday, I get low.
And I don't actually demand reminding,
I know it'southward only in my listen.

Battle Twenty-four hours Blues

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit down – 11. Boxing Twenty-four hour period Blues

I know that I let you down.

You're non keen on what yous institute.

When'southward the funeral, practise you want me to come?

I'm not what y'all're looking for.

My business firm has an open door.

You demand a lock and a key.

I love all of your ideas.

You love the idea of me.

Lover I've got no thought.

Lover I've got no idea.

Lover I've got no thought.

Boxing Day Blues (Revisited)

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I But Sit – 11. Battle Day Blues (Revisited)

How was your twenty-four hour period?

Mine was OK.

Worked my fingers down to the bone.

How about you, what did you exercise?

Spent my whole night dreaming of you.

Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

I'thousand feeling fine, except the times I'm not.

Why you so calm? I wanna shout.

I wanna rip my goddamn throat out.

Similar a Christmas tree on Battle Day: thrown abroad.

Why don't y'all feel for me anymore?

We're just similar two icebergs in climate change: globe-trotting away.

Why exercise y'all experience for me anyway?

Porcelain

The Double EP: A Ocean of Split up Peas – eleven. Porcelain

I found you lot at the store, pretty every bit porcelain.

You are worth then much more, than what you're going for.

Don't let them handle yous, y'all better start praying.

That ain't no mode to be, I got a colour Television receiver.

I'll listen a thousand times, y'all can echo yourself.

If it helps clear your mind, it'south just another dark.

Call me when you lot are done, I'll count my tickets upwards.

No need to feel so low, you lot're just as depression every bit y'all could go.

Ode To Odetta

The Double EP: A Ocean of Split Peas – 12. Ode To Odetta

I sing high, yous sing low.

I swing past, and you're not home.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come home.

I sing apparently, you lot sing pretty.

Everything you say sounds easy.