Les Savy Fav Album

What we don't know can fill a truck
What we don't know cannot hurt us
Well, is that so?
We're hard to destruct
Well, is that so?
Why do we get crushed?

Prepare the isolation chamber
I'm going in
And all the people there will wonder
"Can we go with him?"

Tell me now you're only kidding
When you say "We'll pass away"
Tell me now this yarn we're spinning
Doesn't end on judgement day

All tragic monsters are crying for themselves
In attics and in basements
In cages and prison cells
Wishing that the citizen's myth they could dispel
LyricsUntil you see the faces
In the limestone on the pipe
Don't tell the tragic monsters what loneliness is like

And is there any wonder
That some misfits lose their mind?
Left to fumble asunder
In the world deaf, dumb, and blind
And can they sense our justice
When they commit their crime?
How can they abide our justice?
They're already doing time

What we don't know (x7)
Can't hurt us yet

Blessed be the doctor and blessed be the nurse.
Blessed be the coachman who put me in the hearse.
Blessed be the blessings and blessed be the curse.

Rattled from the sediment
Old bones around the settlement.
Tell who passed out the medicine
The dose was much too strong.

He goes to bed bereft and berated
and rests his head in the hands of the over rated.
Sweating bullets in the faculty lounge,
sensing treason they're not waiting around;
On the first bus out of town
they're playing movies that they've already seen.

The jewelry advances as the gums recede,
the devil goes out dancing on the angels perceived needs, please go easy on me.

Cheap sex with a discount broker-
Cop's walkie-talkie squawks breaker-breaker,
Lyrics âЂŒWe got to take her down to the station
she says that that broker broke her.âЂќ

Read the text at the ticker tape parade-
The subtext is that someone's getting paid off.
Check the checks at the ticker tape parade-
Pay stubs of the people who've been laid off.

Insurance can't cover what the world's exposed-
Open nerves. Touching toes to stretch,
the A.C. made us retch.
Can you conceive of working for the
emperor's new clothes?


(please go)
Please go easy on me!
Please go easy on me!
Please go easy on me!
(please go)
Please go easy on me!
Please go easy on me!
Please go easy on me!
(please go)
Please go easy on me!
Please go easy on me!
Please go easy on me!
(please go)
Please go easy on me!

I was a member of a succescful society.
there was a sucesfull someone inside of me
but then it turned around
and inside out and upside down.
they trapped an wrapped and packed
me shifty out of town.

crawling can be beautiful
it sure beats standing still
crawling on your hands and knees
takes self-control and skill.

can we declare, though scared,
this room to be a sovereign state
where citizens share skins
and sins and copulate.
'cause if we can I think we should
and shouldn't waste a breath.
a baby place is faced
with settling on baby steps.
people party here with me.
Lyricscause the party people's party
puts the fear in me.
let loose here with me.
cause suits suit suits
but the noose suits thee.

crawling can be beautiful
it sure beats standing still
crawling on your hands and knees
can be a show of will.

who here finds this world distracting?
who here finds this world a bore?
who here thinks we're all play acting
and that the show's piss poor?
I for one am dazzled,
I don't care if dazzled blind,
rapt, enraptured, captured
by every little thing I find.

Look-look-looking in the pink
While living in the red
Pissing in the sink-sink-sink
Too drunk to find the head
Beg-beg-begging for the black
Make me rich or make me dead


I want a little pick me up
So I won't stumble down tonight
Considering staying alive
Hitchhiking on the Disco Drive


Sometimes jobs turn to vacations
but always I must earn
Waiting for standing ovations
For filing my tax returns
Searching for zippers
but finding only seams
The seamstress for strippers
LyricsMust suspects my dirty peeking schemes*


I want a little pick me up
So I wont stumble down tonight
Considering staying alive
Wish I could only Disco Drive


A man can only do his best
I'm skipping steps and I'm taking breaths
Hold your horses, cool your jets
You can't make me be finished yet


Don't trust the poets, they want to get paid
They're playing their trade to the art of getting laid
Don't trust the prophets, their visions are fudged
They're buying our houses while selling us floods


The hours will get you
The owls will get you
When I was a swear word
The hours we shot-gunned
The hours will get you
The hours will get you
The owls will get you
The hours will get you

If when running from the flood
It overtakes you.
Crushed by slow waterfalls and such
The ocean breaks you.
Let go of everything you know
And love and fear
Let go of everything you know
And disappear.


If you've been rolling with a crowd
Who want to save you
And all you want is to forget
Every speech they gave you.
Let go of everything you know
And love and fear
Let go of everything you know
And disappear.

If you disappear without a trace:
a.)They won't give chase.
b.)No hearts will break.
c.)As some must do.
d.)Take me with you.

the pen in the pocket
the fall down the stairs
the fork in the socket
these are our daily dares.
these are my concerns
these are my disregards
this is what ive learned
and ive forgoten so far.
im making lead from gold
im turning friends to err
carries into cabals
victories to dispair.
it hits you like a brick
it hits you like a smell
it doesnt bat a lash
it brings on fainting spells.
use sentiment like aloe
use sentiment like mace
use sentimental explanations
of how we got to this place.
i got fucked by fate
on fate and I's first date
and now i know i knew
breaking up is hard to do.

Don't place your bets on me just yet
I'm only half-way home.

This racket takes it's toll
My scams are smooth and cold.
I'm bathing in a fountain
And I'm not getting old.
I crave to catch an edge;
Break bones and cartilage.
Send back the architects of Carthage
Take down the flag
Forget the pledge.
I'm only half-way home.
Puff out your chest and step to the sun
Its done its best to burn everyone
Whose gotten half-way home.

Cut me in 2 3
1 2 save, 1 2 waste, and 1 2 eat.
I cut myself in 3
1 4 us, 1 4 them, and 1 4 me.

Drinking pots of coffee
Till every drop is gone.
Painting a portrait
of Ponce deLeon
Out of clipped nail
From the hands and the feet
Of every lost and stubborn soul
I hope to ever meet.

Once when walking in the woods
I came upon a burning bush.
"What wants you vision?", says I
And it spoke, and I quote,

"Apocalypse can go down easy
You gotta know it's an acquired taste.
You're sacrifice can't please me
I'm dead set to destroy this place.
Hip hip for imperfection,
I want to make a mess.
I've got a secret theory
That disarray works best
And though it don't work often
Oh my God when it does-
Watch as the outburst softens
It's had its way with us.

They're scared of the silence
But be scared-er of the sound.
Hearts are not only beating
LyricsThey are all counting down.
You're not ready for disorder.
You're not ready for decay.
Have you been staving
Time and aging
Sloughing dead skin away?

I must confess I said with a smile,
"I'm frightened as a child.
And I suspect by
The smoke in your eye
You're thinking 'So am I.'

Apocalypse can go down easy
You gotta know it's an acquired taste.
Our sacrifice can't please thee
You're dead set to destroy this place.
If the aspirin you take
Doesn't cure your headache
Why do docs propose
The headache's in your head?
And if the orgasms we fake
Take their toll and take the cake
Why do they suppose
We're better off in bed?

And then the bush said,
"You and I, we were meant to be together.
You and I, we are gonna hang together.
You and I, we are going down together."

kidnapped!
I was kidnapped.
I dreamed I was kidnapped.
by a guy with a moustache
and a chick with an eyepatch
who though they could trade me back
for some quick cash.
but when they relayed the bargain
my family said,
"we'll pay half that"

the haggling went on for days,
the days went on for weeks
and weeks for years.
riding in the trunk was never fun
but soon I plum ran out of tears.
they camped us in the woods
we cooked canned goods
they never threatened me with pain.
they treated cops politely
driving nightly
Lyricsalways using coded names.
so if slowly I could trust them
dare I say it even love them
who's to blame.

I learned my alphabet
and letterset while setting up
my latest ransom note.
they got me correspondence classes,
got me glasses,
gave me dropcloths in the cold.
my fondest memories
are from my hostage crises
I know it's strange.
although we got so close
you know they never even
told me their real names.

the singer of the band
has been encased
in a circuit board formed
from arsenic and old lace.
the piano has been dropped
a c-note hits the cop
so he would turn away
while we're cleaning up the slop.
this is the bishop's finger
this is the bishop's hand
onto Jesus' body
the people place demands.
they're pointing with their pistols
while we're reaching for the sky
the soundtrack of their lives
is an eye for an eye...

hail hail the talk show
cocked after cocktails
i lied and i lied...
god save the techno
Lyricsthe sequencers dont know
when it died, when it died...

edison put the gun in our hands
the black bear put
the muzzle to its muzzle.
the dogwood didnt care
but the maple was troubled.
trademark, this is a trademark
this move was trademarked in 1883.

He was a rare orchid dealer
Whose dealings were coarse.
The c.i.t.e.s. cited permits
But he could show no source.
Did they bloom in his mouth?
Did they bloom in his hand
Did they bloom in his pocket?
Did they bloom on demand?

The doctor who invented anesthesia
Could not anesthetize himself
To the pain and shame he felt
When it wore off on a patient
During his first amputation.

This giving in is wearing thin.

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