mind cogs set to grind,
but life is an illusion,
still I can't seem to find,
my way past the door,

why can't I be,
faithful be me?
if I, 
if I could only stop it for a minute,
preened on the pain,
couldn't explain,
if I, 
if I could only stop it for a minute,

the light is all around you,
the Sun has finally found you,
it's you that's turned away,
to live your life astray,
chasing eternal grey,

pick it, pick it GOOD,

I'm losing the moment,

I'm not killing time,
time is killing me,

I'm a lesson unlearned,
I'm a bridge to be burned,
I'm staring at the wall,
doing nothing at all,

I've got nothing to say,
but I'll say it with conviction.
I thought I knew the way,
but it didn't mean a thing,

why can't I be, 
faithful to me?
if I,
if I could onlly take the world and spin it,
lonely denier,
must pass through the fire,
if I, 
if I could only stop for a minute,

wringing in the wrath,
and there is no path,
so tell the stumbling block,
it's the way that you walk,
that's the key in the lock,

Peace Of Trash

Hey there with your never ending
la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,
I can't help it, the signs your sending
la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,

I've been a pew in the church,
a statue in the cemetery,
I'd leave it all in the lurch,
just to taste your symmetry,
and we could make a hymn or three,

hey there with the way you're making
la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,
I'm off key and the world is aching,
la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,

I've been a never-you-mind,
a steeple in the nether reaches,
I'd leave all far behind,
for a song called you and me,
caught here in your gravity,

LAAAH!!!!

as I walk on tippy toes,
through the place where nothing grows,
here I have to plant my seeds deep inside me,
I was pregnant with the world,
and every thunder bolt it hurled,
till your beauty crept inside where I hide me,
and now everything is wrong,
I'll never show you this song,

la,la,la,la,

hey there,
did you know that you're so la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la?
lapping dream of a bright tomorrow,
la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,
but I'm a prison you see,
and it's really quite contagious,
so I'll be leaving you be,
putting out this tremble fire,
and wishing you your heart's desire,

Z - Field

(Silver Platter written by Jennifer Pitcairn.)

a lower case i and a melody,

I wish that I was like you,
without a care in the world,
some days I would dream like you dream,
some days those dreams would come true,

no, but I'm stuck outside in the cold
why can't you just let me in?
it would be so nice,
to shed some warmth on my life

why can't you just let me in?

I wish that I was like you,
sheltered and always kept warm,
some days I would dream like you dream,
some days those dreams would come true,

no, but I'm stuck outside in the cold
why can't you just let me in?
it would be so nice,
to shed some warmth on my life

why can't you just let me in?

              ...

lower cased i and a melody,
lower cased i and a melody,
offering every open ear and absent mind,
offering every open ear and absent mind,

lower cased i and a melody had a talk,
a lower cased i and a melody went for a walk,
out there, in the open air,
offering every,
open ear, absent mind,
offering every,
hope and fear,
heart resigned,

a lower cased i and a...
a lower cased i and a...

lower cased i and a melody spun a thread,
lower cased i and a melody went to bed,
inside my haggard hide,
offering every,
open ear, absent mind,
offering every,
hope and fear,
hear resigned,

Silver Platter/Lower Cased i

the sensation,
of sound vibration,
on your sweet skin,
am I spinnin',

it's a love spell,
couldn't you tell?
and now you're in range,
don't you you feel strange?

Mandragora,
I adore ya,
how I planned it,
pomegranate,

it's a love spell,
if it goes well,
and if it goes wrong,
it's a sad song,

now it's all gone wrong,
now it's a sad song,
now it's a sad,
now it's a sad...love spell,

it's melodic,
and hypnotic,
how your beauty,
shudders through me,

it's a love spell,
couldn't you tell,
of the cold heat,
in a heart beat,

obrigado,
desperado,
I'm a grail knight,
who's not there quite,

it's a love spell,
if it goes well,
and if it goes wrong,
it's a sad song,

Mandragora

On the 13th bar...

Jake-Leg Lindy came to town,
they set him up and put him down,
he's stuck on the 13th bar,
on the 13th...

No one wants to turn him on,
they all just wish that he was gone,
he's stuck on the 13th bar,
on the 13th...

Wagging heads will play dead,
and question his mental health,
no one understands him,
least of all himself,

He's stuck,
on the 13th bar,
on the 13th...

Spank it for me then Jake-Leg,
you know how I like it,
low and lonesome,
the blues I love to sing,

That's it boy!

Jake-Leg please don't go too far,
you must stay within the 12th bar,
but he wouldn't listen,
he wouldn't listen,

In the city,
everywhere you can look the roads cross,
that guitar is all strung out,
to measure the coin toss,

He's stuck,
and the roads cross,
and the 13th bar,
and the roads cross,
and the roads cross...

Jake-Leg don't you cry,
here's your lullaby,
hang your pretty head,

I love you Jake-Leg!

Jake-Leg Lindy and the 13 Bar Blues

(After Math. Before Spelling. A love that could not be. The true story of two best friends, trapped in My Own Private Manitoba.)

Trying to sing a sunrise,
from out the letting of our bad blood,
but your silence speaks,my knees weak,
beneath the flow of the flood,

Honestly, can't you see,this is me,
trying to be what you want,
except i couldn't and can't,
not a promise or pant, could i haunt,

desolation darkens the door,
where i dress up in my death,
but that's life, and it's rife,with this strife,
the clock breaking with each breath,

and now the hands never meet,
so we'll stare at our feet,with interest,
and the numbers don't count,
up to any amount, i confess,

Wager me, i'll be wringing the words,
from my clotted throat,
Wager me, and the tracks that we marked,
bid a baleful bloat,

Wager me,
for i told the truth,
and you broke my mirror,

It must be all my fault,
if we don't appear,
is our reflection gone?
is that the path we're on?
out from the sinking streets,
of the quicksand concrete,

you know my scars still sing...

Apologies to fall from my lips,
are only tears in the rain,
in the muddle of this puddle,
I would catch your refection again,
but for the reality that my proximity,
imparts pain,
and the truth is that noose of abuse,
swinging loose in my brain,

Sorry is the name of the blame,
that bides a world without friends,
where confessions of love, are made of,
old shames and long lost loose ends,

And every poor Palindrome,
a once and future home to forsake,
until they're lost in the cost,
of destruction that they'll leave in their wake,

Palindrome

Stranger did they send you,
to riddle me down?
when the enemy befriends you,
you must swallow your sound,

Hide what you roared,
in the same 7 chords,
puzzle box words,
left unheard,

In the temple of the insects,
that no one else can see,
will I climb the bony handles,
an offering of me?

White wolf says no,
and if it's just a dream,
why do the whispers scream?

Cause you did what you did,
oh you messed up stupid kid,
now you're forty years old,
pretending your shit's made out of gold,

The song is done,
but it's barely begun,
barely begun and it's done,

so end it,
so end it,
so end it,
(I can't.)

End it! End it! End it!

A blessing made of curses,
leaves me trying not to swear,
never clutching my pee-body.
never been so unaware,

Heaven and Hell,
are the same stupid place,
gay frogs can jump in your face,

And I die, don't why,
but I die, a little each day,
and it's good, least it should,
should be good, so they say,

The song is done,
but it's barely begun,
barely begun and it's done...

(Music and Lyrics written by Tommy Johnson.)

Cryin', canned heat, canned heat, mama, mama,
Cryin', sure Lord killin' me
Cryin', canned heat, 
Sure Lord is killin' me,
Killin' me,
Take alcorub to take these canned heat blues

Cryin' mama, mama, mama, mama,
Know canned heat's killin' me
Cryin' mama, 
Canned heat is killin' me,
Killin' me,
Canned heat don't kill me?
Cryin' babe, I'd never die.

I woked up, a-this mo'nin
With canned heat on my mind
Woke up this mo'nin'
Canned heat was on my mind
I woke up this mo'nin
Canned heat, Lord
On my mind,

Cried, Lord,
Lord, I wonder,
Canned heat, Lord, killing me
Think alcorub is tearing up my soul,
Up my soul,
Because brown-skin woman don't do the easy roll,
Because brown-skin woman don't do the easy roll,

Canned Heat Blues

I remember when you broke down crying,
said you were worried that I was dying,
and you'd have no one to love you,

but it seems that now you have forgotten,
in this woke mind virus you've been caught in,
and I can not get through,

and you promised me,
on your Mother's bent little finger,
and you promised me,
laid lies, taste will linger,
and you promised me,
and I promised me too,

Leanne, Leanne,
promised me,
Leanne, Leanne,
promised me,

go tell it to someone else,
someday you will be by yourself,
Leanne,

I do whatever I can cause I Iove her,
truth be told I'm always thinking of her,
like I promised to,

but they're stealing her race and her gender,
anything that I say will offend her,
and there's nothing i can do,

Promised To

Oh Dungeon Master!

It was golden to beholden,
the Well of Words began unfolding,
the One became the many more,
the starving of the hungry door,

Stainless was the Silence lost,
and I became the sound it cost,
I fell so far my wings caught fire,
they blackened down into desire,

Once there was no You or I,
and what's unborn can never die,
know that we are not as we seem,
we dream awake and wake in dream,
and Day will blossom from the Night,
it's bliss unborn to serve the Light,

Be as you are.

Ascension

Pain is the purpose I come from,
I have got to stand and overcome,
every diversion deludes,
in the Nightmare Latitudes,
suffering is the language of the God,
don't wanna hear,
don't wanna speak at all,

I'm learning the lesson,
I'm learning the lesson,

4 legs and I've,
bones buried in he dirt,
breaking my mirrors,
making sure it won't hurt,
hiding in the music,
hiding in the music,

And don't you beat my heart?
and I won't face my part,
couldn't we speak,
in a language of joy?
daze of the weak,
angles set to annoy,
now the walls are breathing,
now the walls are teething,
all closing in,
me and the language of God,
Karma not Sin.
Love is the endless laud,
suffering the language,
suffering the language,

and don't you give the gift?
and I'm the living rift,
sometimes I wish,
wish that he'd just shut up,
I've gotta drink,
drink from the empty cup,
suffering the language,
suffering the language,
I lay awake,
just me and my mental health
dreaming of ways,
to get revenge on myself,
odds are getting even,
cumming will be leaving,

to get revenge,
to get revenge,
to get revenge on God,

I will hurt myself,

revenge on God,
I will hurt myself,

I'll tear down this tiny temple,
cut it's skin and burn it's brain,
a drowning pool of perversion,
soaking in pleasure and pain,
a million drugs to null and numb me,
ignorance to dull and dumb me,
because it's your beauty,
that's hurting me most of all,

and the wind says: "blow",

revenge on God,
it's the only way,
revenge on God,
revenge on myself,

I'll spend the rest of my life,
planting seeds in the wasteland,
I'll strive for peace in the strife,
and do everything I can,
there's nothing could be placed above you,
now I know, I'll always love you,
maybe you could even help me,
help me now to love myself,

revenge on God,

To Get Revenge On God ( I will hurt myself)

The lies that you spoke to me,
were Eden on earth,
and I waited for your sweet touch,
from birth,
I wanted to believe you,
so bad,
wanted to believe you,
cause i love you like mad,

the sun sets slow,
now you're no longer mine,
the colours just don't shine,
just please don't go,
I'll give you everything,
listen to what i sing,
my sweetest MInx,
back on the dope and drink,
I don't know what to think,
My Honey Hole
I gave you everything...
I guess it just wasn't enough,

and I'm waiting for you,
at my window,
and I'm waiting for you,
even though I know that you won't show,
and I can't believe,
that you're no longer mine,
if you still need me baby,
give me a sign,

the sun sets slow,
now you're no longer mine,
the colors just don't shine,
just please don't go,
I'll give you everything,
listen to what i sing,
my sweetest MInx,
back on the dope and drink,
I don't know what to think,
My Honey Hole
I gave you everything...
I guess it just wasn't enough,
my Honey Hole...

Honey Hole

empty hands,
wring an empty heart,
salt the licking wounds,
till there's no longer anything left to say,
so I've come to pick a scab named yesterday,
...till the bleeding starts,

where you wanna be?
not here, not now,

the scarred flesh,
I bared as we'd undress,
precludes my pain,
these soul sick scars that slither in my brain,
there's a darkness there that dares not speak it's name,
...oh this black recluse,

some people touch the light,
just to let the shadow fall,
it's waiting in your shape,
all swollen on the wall,

it's too much,
I lay the burden down,
I couldn't quite,
drown myself in fast forwards,
and powdered pause,
I was brittling up between the broken laws,
till I started breathing,

if you were never a child you'll never be a man,
and all that you can do,
is to do all that you can...

Boregasm

I saved the moths and mice and fleas,
my High Priestess,
so in my dreams you'd come to me,
from north eastest,

your love is such,
beyond all physical touch,
and it's everything I need,
so I'll follow and you lead,

went  to the doctor man to see,
my blood pressure,
ten thousand leagues under the sea,
was my measure,

your heart and soul,
someone long ago had stole,
but we found this lump of coal,
and we placed it in your bowl,

dear lost and alone,
you're already home,
we've been here in you all along,
so try to discern,
and learn how to learn,
there's something so sad in your song,

can you confirm this rumour of Angels?

I saved the setting Sun for thee,
my High Priestess,
it's in a locket in my pocket,
in my hand,
down on one knee,
saying come and live in me,
let your wisdom guide my light,
through this knotted nape of night,

d alone,
you're already home,
we've been here in you all along,
so try to discern,
and learn how to learn,
there's something so sad in your song,

can you confirm this rumour of Angels?

A Rumour Of Angels

Truffles has found a poo-snack,
can't control the,
can't control the,
trying to take his view back,
and insightful,
turns to spiteful,

Truffles, don't you know?
poo-snacks bring you low,

Truffles upon the long road,
don't you ever,
touch his lever,
flush of the fancy song toad
always knowing,
overflowing,

Truffles has found a poo-snack,
looking for the sweet Aurora,
expert on all that you lack,
call it kindness,
blind to blindness,

black wings that must enfold him,
bought and sold him, 
never hold him,
everything that they've told him,
poison password,
world gone assward,

Truffles don't you know?
poo-snacks bring you low,

Truffles Finds A Poo-Snack

you found all your answers,
swimming in cancers,
crystal breath,
crystal death,
crystal gaze,

one of these days,
you'll make it all up,
it's only a phase,
you'll make it all up,
invisible friend,
on the lend,
as if that's okay,

somehow you became completely nocturnal,
so kneel to the urn in a pipe made of glass,
one of these days,
you'll make it all up,
it's only a phase,
you'll make it all up,
everyone's to blame,
all the same,
for the things you do,

get some rest,
it'll be okay,

sketching out,
with your hooves and snout,
shame,
need someone to blame,
"it's you fault,
it's your fault,
everyone,
they're all out to get me,
they're all out to steal my garbage,
IT'S YOUR FAULT!"

upping your doses,
reaching psychosis,
don't you know,
what goes up must come down?

one of these days,
you'll make it all up,
it's only a phase,
you'll make it all up,
and Mother knows best,
get some rest,
it'll be okay.

Mother Knows Best

in the flesh chasms,
the Children of the One,
gorge themselves on the first forgetting,

how the blind,
will stare into the Sun,
never knowing that it's setting,

mind falls into meat,
and a flower's conceit,
and the wintering kiss,
of the blossom-scatter wind,
so your shaking your cage,
and you rut and you rage,
but someday you will learn,
we can only ever hurt ourselves,

you were cast into the darkness to shine,
not to worship your own shadow,
"that side's yours and this side's mine",
and it's true but it makes me sad though,

so choke on your laugh,
tear it in half,
all that you are,
is all that really ever is,
a wheel for a spoke,
and a practical joke,
don't tell it to me,
don't you ever tell me the time,

Om namah Shivaya,

been down so low,
be as you are,
raise it up now!

I came walking,
up into the bind,
pain came knocking,
to open my mind,

now that you see,
don't turn away from me,
don't turn away from yourself,
we came here to raise it up,
every little choice,
your thoughts and your voice
the War has a name,
it's something you can  never avoid.

Om Namah Shivaya

somebody call the shots,
somebody call them off,
your vision is blurred,
and they're culling the herd,
the blind will lead the blinded,
off the cliff,
it's the big what if,

someone call the shots,

we don't need history,
because we have a future to lend,
and a message to send,
your kids will be retarded,
with no gender or race,
just a happy face,

someone call the shots,

somebody call the shots,
the left and the right,
gonna pretend to fight,
they're both pushing the death vaxx,
and it's curing you,
of the life you knew,

you're not allowed to think,
not at all,
just stare at all the Hollywood clones,
while they jimmy the jones,
somebody pass the kool-aid,
on the sunny side,
of mass suicide,

someone call the shots,
call them off,
I'll never agree to bio-slavery,
they've poisoned the well,
turning earth into hell,

trust in the science,
trust in the science
beast of compliance,
luxury graves,
I saw a billion souls,
crying for slavery,
prison flesh to flaunt,
getting what they want,

won't somebody?

somebody call the shots,
call them off,
everyone I know,
and everywhere I go,
genetically modified bio-slaves,
and they're well behaved,

somebody call the shots,
call them off,
they're mixing the clay,
with the do-as-we-say,
joining the Covid Death Cult,
so hide your face,
and go take your place,

somebody call the shots.

Jake Leg Lindy and the 13 Bar Blues

Popular tracks