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Everybody Here Hates Yous

Other – 1. Everybody Hither Hates You

I feel stupid, I feel useless, I feel insane
I feel toothless, human you're ruthless, oh…yeah
i become to Loving Hut, i become my hair cutting, i experience the aforementioned
i feel putrid, i'k getting used to information technology, these days

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

i'thou haemorrhage, you're leaving, i feel strange
you been afar, you lot seem different than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, due north everybody fades

nosotros're gonna tell anybody it's ok
nosotros're gonna tell everyone it'southward ok

you said, "information technology's only in your caput
they're probably thinking
the same affair"

How To Boil An Egg

Other – i. How To Eddy An Egg

All my wearing apparel in milk crates, I don't slumber for days.

Look until the letter of the alphabet'southward crimson until my bills go paid.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when's information technology gonna change?

Every morn I feel more useless than before.

Trying difficult to see the point in anything at all.

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

Pull yourself together.

Pick myself autonomously.

Nothing lasts for never and so exist still my bleeding heart.

Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a brand new starting time.

You have a great abundance of axes there to grind.

Remember some people have real problems side by side time you whine.

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

Yeah I've been trying, I've been trying actually hard.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when's it gonna modify.

Let It Get

Other – 1. Let It Go

What fourth dimension practice yous commonly wake upward?
Depends on what fourth dimension I sleep
Technicolour rainbow horror
Sugariness dreams

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

Yous've gotta permit it get
Before information technology takes you lot over
Eastern standard open up K
Transpacific malady and
Calm is more conducive to the
Remedy

Speckled sunlight on my freckles
Salty water curls my pilus
Run the race at your ain pace
Yous'll get there

What comes first - the chorus or the poetry?
I'm a fleck blocked at the moment
They say the more than y'all larn the less that
You know

You've gotta let it go
Before it takes you lot over
You've gotta let information technology go
Earlier it takes you over
You've gotta let it get
Before it takes you over
You lot've gotta let it go
Before it takes you over

On Script

Other – 1. On Script

On script every night
Like a well-rehearsed stage bear witness
Wet your lips, information technology won't take long
To suspension this former behavior

Wings clipped, no need to fly
What, practice y'all remember that you're special?
No reflex, information technology'south just a bend of the elbow
I know it'due south getting old

Nondescript, every night
Similar a well-versed become well carte
Barely dressed, and I just might
Take you up on your offering, aye

Pickles From The Jar

Other – 1. Pickles From The Jar

I say trip the light fantastic, you lot say dance.

I say France, you lot say France.

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

I say Hugh, yous say Grant.

I say pot, y'all say constitute.

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

We couldn't exist more reverse if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely run across eye to eye.

I am dumb, you are smart.

We are fifteen years apart.

Y'all're from Adelaide, I'm from Mars.

I say ooh, you say aah.

I am careful, you lot like scars.

I similar pickles from the jar.

Nosotros couldn't exist more reverse if we tried.

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

I say You, you say Am I.

Yous like mornings, I like nights.

I'll dearest yous till the solar day I dice.

You say Christopher, I say Walken.

You lot love, I dear Christopher Walken!!!

I estimate at least we accept got one affair in mutual.

Small Talk

Other – i. Small Talk

practise you lot have any siblings?
i got a brother, Blake, he'southward four years older than me
(north i gauge he always will be)
aye he'southward clever and he's got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw just wait, now that they're engaged soooooo
i promise they have kids so i tin can be a cool aunty

i'm waiting hither for you
i'm waiting here for you
what'd y'all think of the ultimate catastrophe?
i fast frontward, get busy pretending that i've seen everything.
tin i become you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it.
i got better things to practise than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..

i'm waiting here for you
i'm waiting here for you

i'yard looking 'cantankerous the room n hoping that you're lookin too..
practise you accept any siblings?
you got a sister yeh she'southward a detective,
well i bet she's got some good stories.
i gotta go simply i promise we can go along in touch on
i like very much being here with y'all
simply you see, all this small talk is killin' me

i'thou waiting here for you lot
i'thou waiting here for yous
i'k looking 'cross the room northward hoping that you're lookin too.. etc

Three Packs A Day

Other – 1. Three Packs A Day

I'1000 downwards to 3 packs a day of Mi Goreng I can't explain information technology.

Tin can't look for you to go abroad cos i but crave that meagre gustation aye.

Boil it upwardly, water in the saucepan.

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

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

And it can't exist true that they use glue to keep the noodles stuck together.

Two minutes seems like a life-time.

Burn down my natural language, patience is a virtue.

I'm down to three packs a day,

I sneak abroad to find a kettle.

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

Boil it up, water in the bucket.

In a cup, potable it from a silver spoon.

It's no skilful, information technology's no good, you say it'southward no salubrious.

Elevator Operator

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I Just Sit – ane. Elevator Operator

Oliver Paul, twenty years old, thick head of hair worries he'south going baldheaded.

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

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

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

Rips off his tie, hands information technology to a homeless human being, sleeping in the corner of a Metro omnibus stand up.

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

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

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

Her heels are high and her handbag is snakeskin.

Hair pulled and then tight you tin meet her skeleton.

Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace betwixt her breasts.

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

The elevator dings, and they awkwardly stride in, their fingers touch on the rooftop button… "Don't jump petty boy, don't spring off that roof, you lot've got your whole life alee of you you're still in your youth, I'd requite annihilation to accept skin like you lot!"

He said, "I call up you lot're projecting, the way that y'all're feeling, I'k not suicidal just idling insignificantly. I come upwardly here, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I'yard playing Sim City. All the people look similar ants from up hither, and the wind'southward the simply traffic yous can hear"

He said, "All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator can you help me delight?!" ... "Don't jump petty boy, don't jump off that roof, y'all've got your whole life alee of y'all you're all the same in your youth, I'd give anything to have pare similar you!"

Hopefulessness

Tell Me How Yous Really Feel – 1. Hopefulessness

Yknow what they say
No one's built-in to hate
Nosotros larn it somewhere along the way.

Take your broken heart
Plough information technology into art
Can't take information technology with you, can't accept it with yous

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

Empty bottle blues
Sleepin' dissimilar rooms
Hardly a maverick
Lesser than average

Your vulnerability is stronger than it seems
Yknow it'south okay to have a bad day

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

Just become this one washed, so y'all can move along
Can't take it with you, can't take information technology with y'all
Yknow what they say, no i'southward born to detest
Getting louder now, getting louder now

Out Of The Woodwork

The Double EP: A Sea of Divide Peas – 1. Out Of The Woodwork

I was decorated underwater seeing how long I could hold my breath.

A drowning flower caught my eye and I had to come on up for air.

Just because yous're older than me, doesn't mean you have to be so cavalier.

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

I am commonly pretty forgiving but only if you are.

She'due south so like shooting fish in a barrel.

I noticed you stopped talking to me, now you're talking to me all the time.

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

But you're really good at proverb everything on your mind.

It must be tiring trying so difficult, to await like you're not really trying at all.

I guess if you lot're afraid of aiming likewise high, and so you're not really gonna have too far to fall.

I am usually pretty forgiving merely only if you are.

She'south and then like shooting fish in a barrel.

Climb aboard the wagon when information technology comes on through.

Jump upward on your horse and tell me how'south the view.

Look over my shoulder when I talk to y'all.

Where'south the more important person in the room?

Rae Street

Things Take Time, Take Fourth dimension – 1. Rae Street

In the forenoon I'm slow. I drag a chair over to the window. And I watch what'southward going on. A garbage truck tiptoes forth the road. Light a candle for the suffering. Send my all-time wishes with the wind. All our candles, hopes n prayers, though well-significant they don't hateful a thing, unless we see some modify. I might modify my sheets today.

Well time is money and coin is no human's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm not gonna bear upon ya don't worry so much virtually information technology.

The day begins to smoothen. The parent teaches the child how to ride the bike wobbles side to side. Two dogs entangle, everybody smiles. The pair across the street; one's upwards the ladder and ane'south on their knees, painting the faded brick. What's the point, it looks fine from upwardly hither.

Well time is money and coin is no man'south friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm non gonna touch ya don't worry so much about information technology. I'thou simply waiting for the day to become night.

Next door the kids run amok. The mother screams "don't you lot always shut-up?" And in that location'southward one thing I know; the sunday will rise today and tomorrow. We got a long, long mode to become.

Well fourth dimension is money and coin is no homo'due south friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'one thousand not gonna touch ya don't worry so much about it. I'thou just waiting for the twenty-four hour period to become night.

Smooth those shoes n mow those lawns, let's go dorsum to normal. Lay it all on the table, you lot seem so stable, but you're just hanging on. Permit become that expectation, modify the station, detect out what out what yous want.

Pedestrian At Best

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 2. Pedestrian At Best

I love you lot I hate you I'm on the fence it all depends whether I'1000 up I'm down I'g on the mend transcending all reality.

I like you despise you admire you lot what are we gonna do when everything all falls through?

I must confess I've made a mess of what should be a small success only I digress at least I've tried my very best I guess.

This that the other why even bother, it won't be with me on my expiry bed, simply I'll nevertheless exist in your head.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint y'all.

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

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

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

My internal monologue is saturated counterpart, Information technology's scratched and drifting, I've go attached to the thought it's all a shifting dream bitter sweetness philosophy, I've got no thought how I fifty-fifty got hither.

I'm 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 head what would Freud have said?

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

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

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

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

I wanna wash out my caput with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your middle I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen I don't know why information technology affects me like this when you're not fifty-fifty mine to consider.

Erroneous.

Harmonious.

I'thousand hardly sanctimonious.

Muddy clothes, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

I'm a fake, I'm a phoney, I'm awake, I'yard lone, I'chiliad homely, I'm a Scorpio.

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

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

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

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

City Looks Pretty

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

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

Sometimes I get sad
Information technology'southward non all that bad
One twenty-four hours, perhaps never
I'll come around

The urban center takes compassion on your injured soul
N heavenly prose ain't enough good to fill that hole.
Everyone's soaked in animosity
It's brutal in winter, you never say what you hateful.
Friends treat you similar a stranger and
Strangers treat you similar their best friend, oh well.
Wakin' up to another dismal day
You got a means to get, you lot oughta be grateful.

Sometimes I get mad
It's non half as bad
Pull yourself together
N but calm down

I'll be what y'all want oh when you lot want it
But I'll never exist what you need
And the metropolis looks pretty from where I'm standing…

Don't Apply Compression Gently

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

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

Tell me when y'all're finished perhaps I'll come around.

Had plenty to bring me all the way to the ground, I don't take to tell you what I'yard thinking most.

You have made your bed, I know amend than to sleep in it.

Better off dead than the hell that will become of it.

You take hurt my head but I'thousand not denying that I did not bring information technology on myself.

I take pieces of myself from anybody around me.

I'g not private enough for you.

I replicate the people I admire merely at to the lowest degree I'g not bitter and sad.

I may non be 100% happy but at to the lowest degree I'm not with y'all.

Sunfair Sundown

Things Take Time, Have Time – ii. Sunfair Sundown

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

Take it all. Yes yous reap what you sow and so it goes. What you put in the ground comes around when you don't fifty-fifty know what you're missing at all.

In a daze I can picture y'all whittling away, with such care with such patience and grace. And I grin when you say that y'all'll build me a table one 24-hour interval well, I'd be then grateful.

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

In the dark, are you scared, did you hear those dogs bawl? n practice y'all ever wonder what sets you apart? Shine the torch on the path, darling delight don't allow go of my arm.

When you sleep, are y'all warm, can you feel my common cold anxiety? Are you good, are you making ends meet? At the end of the day, you're awake with your thoughts and I don't want yous to be lonely, and I don't desire you to be alone, yeah I don't want y'all to be alone, and I don't desire yous to be lone.

An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

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

I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my best French.

Reminds me of a book I skim read in a surgery, all virtually palmistry I wonder what's in shop 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 beloved line seems entwined with decease (could be a spider web)…I'm thinking of yous likewise.

I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling.

It'south a kind of fair, maybe information technology's a cream.

At that place's oily residuum seeping from the kitchen, it's art-deco-necromantic-chic all the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I think I'm hungry…I'm thinking of you as well.

I'm thinking of you as well. I'm thinking of you too. I'm thinking of you lot.

Wondering what you're doing, what y'all'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 puddle…I'yard thinking of you too.

I'1000 thinking of you also.

I'thou thinking of you too.

I'k thinking of yous too.

I'thousand thinking of you besides.

I'm thinking of you.

Charity

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 3. Clemency

At the stop of every season I'm spent up
Proceed thinking this will exist the ane.
Hesitation lingers till I'yard unreasonable
As if y'all care, I know you got your own stuff going on

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

Can't we talk near it once we've slept?
When tin we, yeah can we, work it out?
Meditation simply makes yous more strung out
I wish y'all had a guru to tell you to let it go, allow it become

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

Y'all don't have to pretend y'all're not scared
Everyone else is only as terrified as you lot.
Medication merely makes yous more upset
I bet you lot got a lot to evidence I know you're still the same

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

Avant Gardener

The Double EP: A Body of water of Split Peas – 3. Avant Gardener

I sleep in late some other day oh what a wonder oh what a waste.

Information technology'southward a mon, information technology's and then mundane, what heady things volition happen today?

The k is full of difficult rubbish it's a mess and I judge the neighbours must recall we run a meth lab.

We should ammend that, I pull the sheets back, it'southward 40 degrees and i feel like i'm dying.

Life'due south getting hard in here so i do some gardening.

Annihilation to take my heed away from where it'south sposed to be.

The nice lady next door talks of green beds and all the nice things that she wants to found in them.

I wanna grow tomatoes on the forepart steps.

Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweetness corn and radishes.

I feel pro-active, i pull out weeds, of a sudden I'thousand having trouble animate in.

My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I tin can't seem to stand on my own 2 feet.

I'm breathing but i'm wheezing, feel like i'chiliad emphysem-in'.

My throat feels like a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, side by side matter i know they call upwards triple o.

I'd rather dice than owe the infirmary till I go old.

I become adrenalin direct to the eye, I feel like Uma Thurman post-overdosin' boot commencement.

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

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

The paramedic thinks i'one thousand clever cos i play guitar.

I think she'southward clever cos she stops people dying.

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

I have a striking from an asthma puffer.

I exercise it incorrect.

I was never practiced at smoking bongs.

I'm not that good at animate in.

Here's The Thing

Things Accept Time, Take Time – 3. Here's The Matter

Here's the thing, tin't cease thinking well-nigh you.
Yeah I'chiliad writing, it'southward the only matter that I know how to exercise.

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

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with sun.
Northward it'south these minor thrills, that go me through the mean solar day until the side by side i.

And I'thousand non afraid of heights mayhap I'thousand simply scared of falling.
And I'thousand not afraid of heights mayhap I'm just scared of falling.

I'm your human, mysterious at your command.
And it'south understandable, that you're in such high demand, it's truthful.

I don't know what to do, looking like I'll never get out this room once again.
I don't know what to do, gonna write this letter to yous that I'll never send.

Small Poppies

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 4. Modest Poppies

I stare at the backyard it'southward Midweek morning, it needs a cutting but I'll leave it growing.

All different sizes and all shades of light-green, slashing it downward simply seems kinda hateful.

In a mode it's a shame you get abroad thinking it's just a game.

Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you lot to use? At the end of the day it's a pain that I go along seeing your name only I'thousand certain it'southward a bore existence you.

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

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An eye for an heart for an eye for an center, I don't agree with that why can't we simply talk nice?

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

Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…just I'm certain it'south a bore existence you.

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

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An eye for an middle for an eye for an eye, I used to detest myself but at present I think I'm alright.

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

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An centre for an eye for an eye for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed y'all with a coat hanger wire.

Demand A Picayune Time

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

I don't know a lot about y'all but
You seem to know a lot about me and then
I accept a little time out, I accept a little fourth dimension out

I'm pitiful that I lost my patience
You lot deserve better it's true
I demand a little fourth dimension out
I demand a little time out
From me
And yous

Open upward your insides prove us
Your inner most carnal
I'll rip it out advisedly
I hope you won't experience a matter

Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some car crash
I need a little time out
I need a lilliputian time out
From me
And you

Shave your caput to see how it feels
Emotionally it's not that different
But to the manus it's beautiful
(Yeah to the hand it'due south beautiful)

You seem to have the weight of the world
Upon your bony shoulders well hold on
You need a little time out
You demand a little time out
From y'all
And me

History Eraser

The Double EP: A Sea of Split up Peas – iv. History Eraser

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

And in my dreams i wrote the best song that i've ever written…tin't recollect how it goes.

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

We drifted to a party – cool.

The people went to arty school.

They made their paints by mixing acid launder and lemonade.

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

I constitute an Ezra Pound and fabricated a bet that if i plant a cigarette i'd drop information technology all and marry yous.

Just so a song comes on: "you tin't always get what y'all desire" – the Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the irony!

The stones became the moss and one time all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the subcontract.

We collection past tractor there, the yellowish straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.

In my encephalon I re-suit the letters on the page to spell your name.

You said "we only live one time" and so we touched a little tongue, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my railroad train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly closing on the world.

I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and however the inspector inspected me.

The lady in the roof was living proof that nothing really e'er is exactly as it seems.

In my encephalon I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name.

We caught the river gunkhole downstream and ended upwards beside a team of angry footballers.

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

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

Yous said "i guarantee we'll have more fun, beverage till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi home i'll sing you a Triffids song!"

In my encephalon I re-arrange the messages on the page to spell your proper noun.

Before Y'all Gotta Go

Things Take Fourth dimension, Accept Fourth dimension – iv. Before You Gotta Get

Before you gotta get, become, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're e'er on my mind, you're always on my listen. If something were to happen my honey, I wouldn't want the last words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

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

Earlier you gotta go, go, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, yous're always on my listen. If something were to happen my honey, I wouldn't want the last words you lot hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Don't you know I'k not your enemy, maybe let's cut out caffeine.
Tomorrow'due south too late to reminisce, phone call me when you get this.

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

Money down the bleed,
Funny how things change,
You got to go away,
Yeah I know and I don't arraign you.

Depreston

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Merely Sit down – v. Depreston

Yous said nosotros should await out further, I guess it wouldn't injure us.

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

Now we've got that percolator, never made a latte greater.

I'g saving 20-three dollars a week.

We drive to a firm in Preston, nosotros see police arresting a man with his hand in a bag.

How'southward that for first impressions? This place seems depressing.

Information technology's a "Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac".

Information technology'due south got a lovely garden, a garage for two cars to park in ("or a lot of room for storage if you've just got ane").

And it's going pretty inexpensive y'all say? "Well information technology'south a deceased manor….aren't the pressed metal ceilings great?"

So I encounter the handrails in the shower, a collection of those canisters for java, tea and flour, and a photo of a swain in a van in Vietnam.

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

(If you've got a spare half a one thousand thousand, you should knock it down and starting time rebuilding)

Nameless, Faceless

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

Don't you accept anything better to practise
I wish that someone would hug y'all
Must be lonely
Being angry
Feeling over-looked.
Y'all sit alone at dwelling in the darkness
With all the pent-up rage that yous harness
I'g real distressing
Tour whatever happened to you

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

He said "I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup
And spit out ameliorate words than you"
Merely you lot didn't
Man yous're kidding yourself if you call up
The globe revolves around y'all
Yknow you got lots to requite
Northward and then many options
I'm real sorry
Bout 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 kill them

I agree my keys
Between my fingers
Go along tell me
You're merely kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless

David

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Dissever Peas – five. David

If y'all run across me when I'm feeling down, I don't know if I desire you around.

Don't want you around…I don't really similar any of your friends, but it's not that difficult for me to pretend.

Difficult to pretend…Come up on Davey, allow's get establish a tree.

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

Turning Light-green

Things Take Time, Take Time – 5. Turning Light-green

Yous been around the world looking for the perfect daughter turns out she was just livin downwards the street, livin down the street. When you got the time tin I get you on the line? I want you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen yous and then happy.

The trees are turning light-green n this springtime languor is kinda forcing y'all to see flowers in the weeds. When you got the time can I go y'all on the line? I want 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 y'all let go of those ideas, they're never gonna serve you lot in the cease.

Aqua Profonda!

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 6. Aqua Profonda!

I saw you in the lane side by side to me.

You lot were doing gratuitous-way.

Then you switched information technology around to a little scrap of backstroke.

I couldn't come across underneath your pond cap but it appeared that you had dark coloured hair; possibly it was blonde for all I know.

I had goggles on.

They were getting foggy.

I much prefer pond to jogging.

I tried my very best to print you, held my breath longer than I ordinarily practise.

I was getting giddy.

My hair was wet north frizzy.

Felt my muscles burn down, I took a tumble-plough for the worse (it's a curse my lack of athleticism).

Sunk similar a rock.

Like a commencement owners dwelling loan.

When I came to, y'all and your towel were gone.

I'm Not Your Mother, I'm Non Your Bitch

Tell Me How You Really Feel – vi. I'grand Not Your Mother, I'm Not Your Bitch

I'm not your mother, I'm not your bitch
I hear you mutter, under your jiff
Put upwards or shut upwards, it's however
Information technology's all the same, never change, never change

I'm not your mother, I'm not your bowwow
d-did I stutter, a little bit
sit down northward shut up, it's nonetheless
information technology's still, never change, never change

I get most self-defensive
When I know I'thou wrong
Think we all tin agree
I try my all-time to be patient
But I can only put up with so much shit

I'm not your mother, I'1000 non your bitch
I hear you mutter, under your breath
Put up or shut upwards, it'due south notwithstanding
It'due south still, never modify, never change

Anonymous Club

The Double EP: A Sea of Separate Peas – six. Bearding Club

Let'south start an anonymous gild, we can sit shut in the night.

Come round to mine, nosotros tin swap clothes and drink wine all night.

Plough your phone off friend, y'all're amongst friends and nosotros don't need no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, forth with your troubles.

Let'south start an anonymous guild, I'll brand the states name badges with question marks.

Come up round to mine, nosotros can bandy clothes and drinkable wine all night.

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

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

Cheers for cooking for me, I had a really dainty evening, just y'all and me.

Take It Solar day Past Day

Things Take Time, Take Time – 6. Take It Day By Day

Take it day by 24-hour interval, y'all gotta put
I human foot in front of the other
You'll get what you want,
I promise, only don't give up just yet,
Maybe tomorra
Could be time well spent, reflecting,
On all the little things y'all keep projecting,
On everybody that you're then obsessed with
Take a look at yourself

Tuesday night I'g checking in
Just to see how y'all're going
Are yous good are y'all eating
I'll call you back next week

Don't stick that knife in the toaster
Baby life is like a rollercoaster
And at that place's nothing wrong with getting older
Proceed ane middle on the prize.
Don't surrender just yet, you got it.
Don't worry your pretty little head,
Shortly you lot'll be in bed
Oh what a long, long day information technology's been.

Tuesday night I'm checking in
Only to come across how y'all're going
Are you good are you eating
I'll call y'all back next week

Dead Fox

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 7. Dead Fox

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

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

If you lot can't see me I tin can't come across you.

Heading downward 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 recall a single sneeze could be the end of us, my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved into a passing truck.

Large business concern overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the right, been driving through the nighttime to bring u.s. the best price.

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

More than people die on the road than they practise in the ocean, maybe nosotros should mull over culling cars instead of sharks (or just lock them up in parks where we can get and view them).

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

There'll exist no salad sandwiches. The police force of averages says we'll stop in the side by side town where petrol price is down (what do I know anyway?) If you tin't run into me I can't see you.

Crippling Self Doubt and a General Lack of Confidence

Tell Me How You Really Experience – 7. Crippling Self Doubt and a General Lack of Confidence

Yep they say whoever pays
The piper calls the tune
Let'due south avoid the truth
Make y'all all feel special

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

(Tell me how y'all really experience)

I don't know, I don't know anything
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
Every bit when I'm around you

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

(Tell me how y'all really feel)

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

Lance Jr.

The Double EP: A Sea of Divide Peas – 7. Lance Jr.

I masturbated to the songs you wrote.

Resuscitated all of my hopes.

It felt wrong but it didn't take also long.

Much appreciated are your songs.

Doesn't mean I like you man.

It just helps me go to sleep.

And information technology's cheaper than Temazepam.

I under-estimated your intelligence.

A little bit of weed mixed with some sentiment.

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

If I Don't Hear From You Tonight

Things Take Time, Have Fourth dimension – 7. If I Don't Hear From Y'all Tonight

Stars in the heaven, are gonna die, eventually it's fine.
Just like a lonely satellite, globe-trotting for a fiddling while.
If I don't hear from you this evening, if I don't hear from you tonight.

And it's and then quiet outside, with this curfew lullaby.
Is now an okay time to, tell yous that I like you?
I wait for your reply, expect for your reply.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you this evening.

And I swear i'll never mention, this e'er once again.
But now that I got your attention, 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'southward a ninety-ix percent run a risk that it's requited.
I read my bible left to correct,
I fantasise I'k past your side.
I lay awake and wonder why,
I pray for pelting and angels cry.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you this evening.

Babe I demand reminding, I got feelings too.
And I tried my best to hibernate them, but I don't wanna hide anything from yous.

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, somewhen it's fine.
Yknow that every morning time I'g rising with y'all on my heed.
If loving you lot's a offense, and then gimme those front end page headlines,
across the country and worldwide, singing I won't surrender this time.

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

Nobody Really Cares If Y'all Don't Go To The Party

Sometimes I Sit down and Call back, and Sometimes I Only Sit down – 8. Nobody Actually Cares If You lot Don't Become To The Party

You always get what yous want and you don't even try.

Your friends detest it when it's always going your way, only I'm glad that you've that got luck on your side.

Y'all're maxim definitely possibly.

I'm maxim probably no.

Y'all say you'll sleep when you lot're dead, I'm scared i'll die in my sleep, I estimate that's not a bad fashion to go.

I wanna become out but I wanna stay home.

Why you so eager to please? I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the winter, gotta exist a fake or shiver, Information technology takes a not bad deal out of me.

Aye 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 have to pick my encephalon up off of the flooring.

I wanna become out simply I wanna stay home.

Help Your Self

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

Darkness depends on where yous're standing
Spring the creek northward watch the sunshine swim
You found inner peace in the inner north-east.
Got a momentary bend
Gimme dreams up-stream
Lower Dantian screaming

Y'all got a lot on your plate
Don't let it become to waste material
Humble but hungry
Need validation

You lot take hold of the moon so carefully
Breath out, breath in
This tiger claw gets patient
Pull back n release.
The sign on the shelf says
"Please help your self"
Won't you lot tell me something new
You're in tune with who surrounds you

You got a lot on your plate
Don't let it go to waste matter
Humble but hungry
Need validation

Y'all got a lot on your mind
You know that half the fourth dimension
It's only half every bit true
Don't let it swallow you

Are Yous Looking After Yourself?

The Double EP: A Body of water of Split Peas – 8. Are You lot Looking Afterward Yourself?

Are you working hard my darling, nosotros're so worried, always thinking of y'all and we just want y'all to be then happy, keep on going.

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

Have y'all got some money saved up for those rainy days?

Yous should start some sort of trust fund but incase you fail.

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

Did yous see that special on Television the other eve?

No my TV, it stopped working when nosotros got here (information technology's been four years).

Are y'all eating? You sound then thin.

I don't know what I was thinking, I should get a chore.

I don't know what I was drinking, I should get a canis familiaris.

Should get married, take some babies, scout the evening news.

Write A List of Things to Expect Forrad to

Things Take Time, Have Fourth dimension – eight. Write A Listing of Things to Await Forward to

Nobody knows, why we go on trying, why we keep trying.
And so on it goes, I'thou looking forward to the next alphabetic character that I'g gonna get from you.

A babe is born, as a man lay dying, every bit a human being lay dying.
And so on it goes, I'm looking frontwards to the next letter of the alphabet that I'm gonna become from you.

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

I'grand walking around, walking around.
With my head down, my head down.
I'm pushing away, I'g pushing abroad.
Yes I'm pushing abroad, pushing away.

Debbie Downer

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Just Sit – nine. Debbie Downer

Tell me when yous're getting bored and I'll get out.

I'thousand not the one who put the chain around your anxiety.

I'g pitiful for all of my insecurities, merely it's but part of me.

Envy is thin because information technology bites only never eats.

That's what a overnice old Spanish lady one time told me.

Hey Debbie Downer turn that frown upside down and just be happy.

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

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

I'm not fishing for your compliments.

I'g growing older every time I blink my eyes.

Dull, neurotic everything that I despise.

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

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

If I'one thousand non happy I'll be glad I kept receipts.

I won't ask too much of you, I used to wonder what to habiliment.

Don't finish listening I'thousand not finished yet, I'one thousand not fishing for your compliments.

Walkin' On Eggshells

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 9. Walkin' On Eggshells

Earlier nosotros get started I'll clean this upward
No use drinkin' from a leakin' loving cup
Yknow what I hateful?
Not really it seems

N when we become going' we'll keep information technology sane
Change is as good as a holiday
I'm not claimin' I'm some patron saint

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh just what I got
I'd give
It all away

Walkin' on eggshells gets tiring
Pullin' teeth, white knucklin'
N I don't wanna hurt your feelings
And so I say nothing

Sorta self-rightous my center of gilt
Merely sit down back, practice what you're told
If you spot it you got information technology
Well perhaps I got it likewise

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

Say what you desire
Don't got a lot
Oh just what I got
I'd give
It all away

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh simply what you lot got
Yous'd throw
It all away

Scotty Says

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

In my wallet is a photo of you.

The twenty-four hour period nosotros split I ripped it in two.

Stuck it dorsum together with glue.

Tear my posters down from the wall.

Don't wanna worship no dead heroes.

Everything I owned I sold.

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

In my pocket is a canteen of blue.

Drink it when I'thousand feeling misconstrued.

Don't like the gustation but I similar the overview.

I made a lot of money in my days.

Spent it all on the current craze.

I don't meet no need to save.

I got lost somewhere between here and at that place, I'thou not sure what the town was called.

Splendour

Things Take Time, Take Time – nine. Splendour

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

Remember when we watched that sunset?
Deep in the desert, on the cliff edge.
Some day, so soon, I'll be seeing you lot
I'll exist seeing you.

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

Kim's Caravan

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 10. Kim's Caravan

Watermarks on the ceiling.

I can see Jesus and he's frowning at me.

I see a dead seal on the beach.

The old homo says he'southward "already saved it iii times this calendar week. Estimate it just wants to dice?

I would wanna die too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air but to be fair I've done my share gauge everybody'south got their different point of view."

I was driving down sun set strip (Phillip Isle, non Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a cool drink, took a sandy seat on the shore.

There'southward a paper on the footing, it makes my headache quite profound as I read it out aloud (Information technology said) "The Bang-up Barrier Reef information technology ain't so corking anymore, Information technology's been raped beyond belief, the dredgers care for it like a whore."

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

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

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

We all remember that we are nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody.

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

Then accept what you want from me.

So take what y'all want from me.

So accept what you desire from me.

So take what y'all want from me.

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

All I wanna say is…

Lord's day Roast

Tell Me How You lot Really Feel – 10. Dominicus Roast

Don't come with your arms swinging
Throw them around me
Some kind of sweetness relief
I hope you lot never leave
It's all the same to me

Just bring yourself
Y'all know your presence is
Present enough
I got a front row seat
It's even so to me

I spend a lotta my fourth dimension
Doin' a whole lotta nada
I know yous're doin' your all-time
I retrieve y'all're doin' just fine

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

Ignore that phonation
It puts you downwardly
You make your choice
I'yard hither for yous

It's all the same to me
I got a lot on my heed
But I dunno how to say it
I know y'all're doin' your best
I retrieve you're doin' just fine

Keep on keepin' on yknow you're not alone
And I know all your stories but I'll listen to them over again
And if you move away yknow I'll miss your confront
It'southward even so to me yknow it's all the same to me

Canned Tomatoes – Whole

The Double EP: A Ocean of Separate Peas – x. Canned Tomatoes – Whole

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

Last week I turned twenty-four, you don't phone call me anymore
We used to speak every forenoon I was sleeping on the flooring

I still get the mail for you lot, I get out information technology at the door
Every letter seems a warning, pay your rego past the fourth

Monday morning laundry or java on the garden wall
Yous're expert 'cause you're never irksome, you should probably call me more

Oh The Night

Things Take Time, Take Time – ten. Oh The Night

Oh the night, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get low.
And I don't really need reminding,
I know it's only in my mind.

And you say that'southward show biz baby.
Nothing ever stays the same.
Merely I'one thousand the same kid, always laughing
At your jokes the aforementioned old mode.

Sad that I been slow yknow information technology takes a little,
Time for me to evidence, how I
Really feel. Won't yous meet me somewhere in the middle
On our own fourth dimension-zone.

And the days seem and then familiar
Similar a film ya never seen.
Still you still get that strange nostalgia
In the sentimental scenes.

Pitiful that I been slow yknow it takes a little,
Fourth dimension for me to show, how I
Really feel. Won't yous run across me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

Oh the nighttime, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get low.
And I don't really need reminding,
I know it's only in my mind.

Boxing Day Dejection

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I But Sit – 11. Boxing Day Dejection

I know that I allow you lot down.

You're not slap-up on what you constitute.

When'due south the funeral, do you desire me to come?

I'grand not what you're looking for.

My business firm has an open door.

You need a lock and a key.

I love all of your ideas.

Yous love the idea of me.

Lover I've got no idea.

Lover I've got no thought.

Lover I've got no thought.

Boxing Solar day Blues (Revisited)

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I Just Sit – xi. Boxing Day Blues (Revisited)

How was your day?

Mine was OK.

Worked my fingers down to the os.

How almost y'all, what did y'all do?

Spent my whole nighttime dreaming of yous.

Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown away.

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

I'm feeling fine, except the times I'1000 non.

Why you lot and then calm? I wanna shout.

I wanna rip my goddamn throat out.

Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Solar day: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

Nosotros're just like 2 icebergs in climatic change: globe-trotting away.

Why do you feel for me anyway?

Porcelain

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – xi. Porcelain

I found you at the store, pretty as porcelain.

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

Don't allow them handle you, you ameliorate start praying.

That ain't no way to be, I got a colour Telly.

I'll listen a k times, you tin can repeat yourself.

If it helps articulate your mind, it's merely another night.

Telephone call me when you are done, I'll count my tickets upwardly.

No demand to feel so low, you're but as low equally you could go.

Ode To Odetta

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Split up Peas – 12. Ode To Odetta

I sing high, you sing low.

I swing by, and you're not dwelling.

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

I sing evidently, you sing pretty.

Everything you say sounds easy.

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

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