1. |
Sweet and Tasty
02:35
|
|||
Come down, we're almost there.
Hold on, we're almost there.
Pipe down, we're almost there.
Bite down, we're almost there.
Oh, buddy, hold on.
Hold on, we're almost there.
Oh, honey, hold on.
Hold on, we're almost there.
I'm tired and I can't get enough.
Say you're anything but human for a sec:
Where would you make your nest?
|
||||
2. |
Here Come the Predators
03:04
|
|||
What did we discover?
We're just another roving heard with dwindling duration.
We feast on ourselves.
Where are all our worries going to?
All our friends are anxious.
Spend power to run in circles.
All our friends are anxious.
More means and less potential.
All our friends are anxious.
Here come the predators, they dot the far landscape.
Here come the predators. "It's our turn. It's our turn."
Here come the predators, staring through sliding doors.
Here come the predators, hot breath on glass.
|
||||
3. |
Our Imperfect Hearts
02:59
|
|||
Expose a soft-belly secret, make your play.
And shake it in our faces: You're here. You are here.
Like Howard Dean and his ill-fated scream,
you're first in dust and dirt, you're first in lust and hurt,
you're first in dust and dirt, you're here. You are here.
Let free every pop and sizzle, reveal every seeping cell.
We'll turn from your radiation, that singe, that smell.
Teddy speaks as he bleeds and bleeds,
"You're first in dust and dirt, you're first in lust and hurt,
you're first in dust and dirt, you're here. You are here."
|
||||
4. |
Vernal
03:39
|
|||
Ooh, sunshine in my blood. It's in my blood.
Here before a wall of rust
uneven gold patina crust
of spattered bird shit streaking
I am seeking
I am asking for relief
but I will make it work with
just the year’s first furtive thaw
I’ll petition for release
but I can make it work with
just a crack between the walls
I make my offer kneeling
on a blistered sunburn peeling
on a rotten boot sole seeping
on itching in the evening
I am walking in the dark
but I can make it work with
just a match’s sputtered spark
I’m an exclamation mark
but I can make it work with
just a fumble in the park
Ooh, sunshine in my blood. It's in my blood.
|
||||
5. |
Tall Timber
02:31
|
|||
Let's build a dam!
You're really something with your something something something.
Tall timber! Tall timber!
You're really tall.
You're really — you tell me — you're really tall.
You're really frontin' like you're brimmin' with the substance.
You're really talkin' like you heard that we were hungry.
You're really loomin' like a shadow in the closet.
You're really actin' after faulty information.
You're really suckin' up the room's remaining freshness.
You're really foggin' up my window onto daylight.
You're really boring and I need to do my taxes.
You're really harpin' on some shit we learned in high school.
You're really sittin' where I should've put my snow boots.
If you're feelin' small remember Mama says you really are, you're really tall.
You tell me you're really tall.
Tall timber! Tall timber!
Let's build a dam!
|
||||
6. |
Walter
05:10
|
|||
Running from your memories on that dusty ground
And then the brains come out and they’re all around you
How did you come home
Come home
How did you come home
Come home
You want to sleep but you're not allowed to sleep
Your day will come
You want to eat but you're not allowed to eat
Your day will come
You want to speak but you're not allowed to speak
Your day will come
You want go but you're not allowed to go
Your day will come
Running over the dusty ground and feeling everything
Running over the dusty ground and feeling too much of
Everything
How did you come home
Come home
How did you come home
Come home
You want to sleep but you're not allowed to sleep
Your day will come
You want to eat but you're not allowed to eat
Your day will come
You want to speak but you're not allowed to speak
Your day will come
You want go but you're not allowed to go
Your day will come
How did you come home
Come home
How did you come home
Come home
Mother, these babies cry here on this dusty ground
Mother, these babies die here on this dusty ground
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Ding-a-ling, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp