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Idiot's
04:49
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too lucid
you can't touch this
morning after
Michael Douglas
in Basic Instinct, not Michael Douglas in Fatal Attraction
i bought it, i wanted it
i didn't have to ask ya
we ripped apart your dormitory
we tipped over your microwave
we fucked on top of your short stories
we signed our fucking lives away
there's idiots in the commissary
there's idiots on the quad
somebody really should call the dean
sound the alarm
idiot's on the baseball diamond
idiot's on display
oh c'mon, you say it too, don't look at me that way
put your tongue in me i'll put my tongue in you
and that's how people are born because there's nothing to do
put your fingers in me i'll put my fingers in you
yeah that's how people are born because there's nothing to do
put your cock in me i'll put my cock in you
tell the reliever get warm because we're starting to lose
beat the shit out of me i'll kick the shit out of you
idiot's letting off steam
idiot's made something new
well hey i miss you, bitch
i wanna kiss you, bitch
i wanna build you up
i wanna make you rich
lips to tits, flinch, lips to hip bones, flinch, lips to tits, flinch, lips to hip bones
the open shots the pick and roll bring fall alone
even Pippen couldn't stop Stockton to Malone
everybody knows anybody could know me
anybody could be my homie
the snow falls slow but it's falling fast now
put your cap on backwards pal, it's time to rally
pivot, fake, double back down the alley
i'll take unanswered questions for one thousand Alex
hey i'm telling you if everyone that we knew rushed the gates of disney land at once they'd have no choice but to let us all in for free
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Melanie
04:03
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Melanie you sway to and fro
tell me how does the window
hold the indigo inside of these living room walls
our memories can often times be problematic
like when three different witnesses to a crime
don't recall the same things happening
and Melanie when you are a mouse
you have to dig down to get out of your bed
i don't want to be a body in a bed
somebody let me out of this box
you can come on over
Melanie
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i feel like someone might shoot me
so i get filled with fear
i feel like someone might shoot me
am i being paranoid or being real
i feel like someone might shoot me
how much do you wanna bet
i feel like someone might shoot me
a gun is one of the easiest things to get
i feel like someone might shoot me
i feel like someone might shoot me
can i imagine what it'd be like if it happened
i feel like someone might shoot me
i wonder did anyone ever try to shoot Aladdin
i feel like someone might shoot me
my good mood continues to flatten
i feel like someone might shoot me
somebody definitely at least tried to shoot Aladdin
i feel like someone might shoot me
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it's so hard to be cocky
when i feel she doesn't want me
i am broken down embodied
i am a bad cup of coffee
i'm the fishing lure flying
and the fish on shore frying
i am the armpit made to lie in
not the body made for climbing
no one looks sexy when they're crying
you always catch me bragging
from the back of my Volkswagen
i look back at you in the rearview
but you're never looking at me too
when i try to try trying
the only thing that i am finding
is i'm a shoulder to rely on
but not an outfit you could try on
i'm not dangerous or violent
i don't get to be invited in
no one looks sexy when they're crying
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5. |
I Am Alone, I Am In Pain
05:40
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i am alone, i am in pain
with nothing to cling to
with no one to blame
my cheek to the window
my fist to the rain
i am alone, i am in pain
i used to have ideas, with passion and soul
embedded like diamonds, that lined all the roads
the child yells, "why god?!"
the lion just knows
i am in pain, i am alone
i've been orange and brown
i've been pink and blue
the most beautiful downpour
i ran through it with you
i've been black, i've been sky gray
rising up your chimney
if i had it my way, you'd just lay down with me
is it true we walk backwards when we follow our hearts
is it just to distract us from falling apart
is that why i feel foolish whenever i hear your name
is that why i'm alone and i am in pain
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6. |
Everything
04:12
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We woke up needing water badly
The glamour glad to be missing
The gossip of our losses
Tallied with abacuses
Well let’s take hell to breakfast
Let’s get something to eat
Hanging by our eyelashes
Skeletons at the feast
My knuckles bled white
Guillotine thumbed it’s nose at me
I clenched my fists so tight
Silliness made me so happy
my palms bled red like
the square on the center of the backboard
You’re like an enzyme, the way your
Chemicals move faster than before
I’ve got a haircut scheduled
This afternoon at 5:30
How do I know which thoughts are special
Enough to think of as worthy
I’m planning a trip to the mountains
For you and I on Wednesday morning
So many people I can count on
And every single thought is important
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7. |
Lazy Ghosts
03:26
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use your own madness
to eliminate your sadness
i ain't got no more routines to try out
i ain't got no talent to flaunt
the ghosts in my houses make no effort to haunt
babies don't need experience to have their own nightmares
beautiful monsters won't you isolate or usher in the light
beautiful monsters won't you isolate
beautiful monsters won't you isolate or usher in the light
beautiful monsters won't you isolate or usher in
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8. |
Depersonalization
03:19
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unlock me while you're walking up to meet me
look into your eyes until your eyes are all you're seeing
shoot your shot it's getting dark
drive, reverse, neutral, or park
your mind is buckled in while your body's busy leaving
depersonalization
is that my stomach that's achin'?
or is there some other place where my stomach is stayin'?
depersonalization
are these my hands that are shakin'?
is it me or someone else that's holding them in front of me?
that fact that i can't tell is not the least bit comforting
your thoughts aren't so innocuous
your heartbeat's getting faster
life feels a lot like looking through binoculars backwards
every traffic light gets stuck between yellow and green
when you walk you don't feel steps you're downright levitating
how often do you revel in a touch from someone else's cheek
at night you are imprisoned and you cry yourself to sleep
depersonalization
is that my stomach that's achin'?
or is there some other place where my stomach is stayin'?
depersonalization
are these my hands that are shakin'?
is it me or someone else that's holding them in front of me?
that fact that i can't tell is not the least bit comforting
like a crab telling it's shell to come over back to it
you're yelling to yourself it's much to heavy to move it
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Anvil
06:24
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the older i get the more vicious i want to be
the darks of my eyes, the food in my teeth
this boy has been vetted and they're hoisting a triangular lateen
it's just empire maintenance that give a fluid maneuverability
but it's not comforting, it's just boring and dry
like making the switch from coins to slips
you're still witnessing a crime
boundless, curving
endless, deserving
what you've found is substantial
what you're missing it can't fill
it can get you there like a camel
make you so scared, make you scramble
it's blank canvas, it's red flannel
makes you anxious and dismantled
warm you over, like a candle
put you under, like an anvil
a convincing impression
all the best ones never had one lesson
the hairs on the back of your neck carry branches of semantics like the alphabet
when you answered my question i said it with you aloud in my head
i broke down at the dinner table about an hour after they pronounced you dead
sometimes we don't have a choice but to hurt when we can't hide
why does it have to be so hard to find peace when we're alive
spacious, all embracing
exhaustive, amazing
certain colors make a promise
you found faith in their harmonics
so far August has no answers
there's no hang time, only landers
it's the angle you've been plotting
circumstantial, corner pocket
you could trust you'd, got a handle
then it crushed you, like an anvil
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10. |
Be Mean
04:16
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crush me sweetheart
bury me in the sand
blanket me in pressurized air
hold me in your hand
when it seems like love is not enough we can be mean to each other too
oh god, we're gonna have to be grown ups soon
kiss me i'm dying
i'm drunk and i'm crying
my makeup is running
ain't my suffering so funny
when it seems like love is not enough we can be mean to each other too
oh god, we're gonna have to be grown ups soon
midnight astound me
under the moon i'm drowning
no ears to listen
no one here to give permission
when it seems like love is not enough we can be mean to each other too
oh god, we're gonna have to be grown ups soon
sunshine flowers
lying down we talk for hours
laughing and dating
all the things you've always hated
when it seems like love is not enough we can be mean to each other too
oh god, we're gonna have to be grown ups soon
when it feels like love could make you puke
we can be mean to each other too
when it seems our love is long forgotten
we can be mean to each other like we've always wanted
oh god, we're gonna have to be grown ups soon
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RATIGAN Providence, Rhode Island
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Ratigan is Patrick Higgins. Written, performed, recorded, produced, and arranged.
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