Demos: Death of War Prophet / geology blues

Death of War Prophet -- lyrics.





Geology Blues -- lyrics.

prairie face (never)

(Goiterneck
Sludgefoot
Melontesticle
Billowcaul

A billowing call...

Broken feet
Mendax...Mendacitor!

That's what they called him
(that's what they called me)
That's what they called him
(yeah that's what they called me)

Moonshine traveler
Insanity cousin, chainsmoking
Gluehearted
Bellyshaved

Fool and Ghoul Broker
of Most Warped Mendelism!

That's what they called him
(that's what they called me)
That's what they called him
(yeah that's what they called me)

(yeah)
(yeah yeah yeah)

I make a soft pillow
From whatever I can get...
I make my highwayside offerings
From wherever I can stand...

NEVER

Hell. What?
I know it makes no difference to you
(You’re the outsider)
What I do
(You’re the outsider)

So I, I’m just content to sit
(You’re old)
With my old hands composed
(Not composed)
Over this plate and wait and feel
If you’re gonna weigh back to where you came…
(Never)

I’ll take a small triumph from whatever I can get
(Can’t get much)
I can hear the cars out
I can hear the cars out on 96
Where you going?
I know it don’t bode well for you
Looking to get your kicks
(Already got them, honey)

Oh well.
(Learning to love them kicks)
Guess I’ll shit-kick out of here.
(Ah, yeah)
No one gets out of here alive.
I know you’ve heard that before, too.

But hey....

Clandannat Road

The gas stations explode down on Clandannat Road
I am high above drinking on the cliffs
Where Chactaqualqa laid his risen bones
A thousand years ago this moonrotten night

on the move

we are on the move
we are burning crude
like that Walking Dude
we are on the move

get up or lay down
get a cut of the deal yo
you get cut you get real yo
get a cut of the deal you

we are on the move
we are burning crude
like that Walking Dude
we are on the move

Paranoia Downs

Your ashen gaze, no mystery
What this world does
is leach all your colors.
Leaves you wrinkled and scag

You imagine a pond here
A tree here
Some land of your own
And a view into time

The horizon, your line
You walk in design
Survey it and go
Survey it and go

Dark hands have fallen
they smite the stray
those cursed from the land
those lost from the way

you gotta walk a mile in my shoes to get out here
you gotta walk a mile in my shoes to get out here
you gotta walk a mile in my shoes to get out here
you gotta walk a mile in my shoes to get out here

Death of War Prophet

A cold dark night in a weird dark summer
You feel the lightning rising in the sky?
The night burns green.
What could it mean?
Could it mean that a king has died?
Could it mean that the Internet has lied?

The War Prophet came riding over the hillside
He only had one horse between his thighs
The other 4 horses left he left for Jesus Christ
The War Prophet knew his price
He knew he was not like Christ
Not yet

He came thundering over the hillside
Lightning shooting from his eyes
And long across the purple plain
You could see the farm house fires glowing
Men and women, girls and boys
Heads exploding from the noise
The War Prophet had looked too hard at the horizon
And the U.S. government saw him as Satan from his hell arising

His name was Lucius Cole
And he was just a kid
As he watched the bombs drop
And as he watched the bodies drop

They cut their throats on the plane.
9 months of rain.
The bodies rained down.
The bombs rained down.
9 months of rain.
And 9 more again

Standing there in the farmhouse fires' glow
Lucius Cole, a young man only recently reclaimed
From the maladies of the lost and shamed
From the maladies of a bastard name
Yet he knew he had to go
to the house of Washington

So he hit the road
He rode with the drovers
He rode in the dead trains among the corpses
And from the farmhouse living
He borrowed horses
And they gave him bread
And they gave him beer

In spite of a dark and murderous time
He saw Lincoln in their faces
(Abe, Honest Abe)
And in the sky bright flames
and burning roses

The majesty of the night
The blue and purple night
The cosmos like a caul
Blue and purple light

Who do you love?

Lucius Cole of the blood flag red
Lucius Cole of the blood flag red
Lucius Cole of the blood flag red
Lucius Cole of the blood flag red

Alienated Blues

I'm thinking about Sally
and what Sally said
She said you've got no birthright
You're not a prince
It's all in your head

I keep thinking about Sally
She said you've got no kingdom here
But alas, poor Sally's dead

They came to my chair
With a box
"Get your things
and exit by the loading dock"

I walked out past the dumpster
to the median
And threw away my shoes
And socks

I scrambled down the embankment
panicked
thinking about changes
and locks

I've got 47 dollars here
Think I'll go spend it on some Boone's
I've got 47 dollars here
Think I'll go spend it on some Boone's

Walk down past the culvert
Sit and drink by the river
all afternoon

I'm thinking about Sally
and what Sally said
She said you've got no birthright
You're not a prince
It's all in your head

I keep thinking about Sally
She said you've got no kingdom here
But alas, poor Sally's dead

The blue lights are my blues
And now your Daddy's off to jail
The blue lights are my blues
And now your Daddy's off to hell

the blue lights are my blues
such alien things
as through the universe
I moan and wail

at the chapter meeting

at the chapter meeting
they wrestled the old guy to the ground
and at the chapter meeting
they said you will be ruthless and relentless
heretofore
and at the chapter meeting
outside by the water cooler
she sidled close to me
and I noted her dark hair
her green chemise
and her thigh-high
black nylons
and inside and among the actual air
at the chapter meeting
all was sepia and drab
but my screenshot indicated
a febrile land
of fervent talking animals
and scheming androids
and humans better than human
and worse than
and it was all caused by The Aliens
yeh
the chapter meeting was dope
maybe it was lies
anyway at the chapter meeting
they wrestled the old guy to the floor
and said you will be ruthless and relentless
in your one a day plus iron
and I thought
yeah, I can do that
it has begun now
it really has

begun