Roll The Bones X

Pansy Waltz (Demo)

Violent Femmes

Add It Up

Cancer

Hells Welles

Fentanyl

orig: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqfJnUgvso0


we both got some hard knocks
we might've earned
some folks go to school
others have to learn

that most of life is wishin
trying to get back
to a memory of a memory
you never might've had

my hearts a locomotive
runs on blackened coal
cigarettes and coffee
I could never roll my own

I'm borrowing matches from the padre
hearing church bells toll
wondering what the hell's the difference
between dying and getting old

that can't be right
what year is it this year tonight?
if I die I'll die of fright
that can't be right

that acid flashback really
really cracked my ice
do the right drug once
you'll get to do it twice

now I'm crowing about places
and things I've never been
you know I'm never gonna whore it out
and take that gig again

I believe the light is cracklin 
round the edge of anesthesia 
lying on a table
with the whole world reaching in ya

hope to Jesus Buddha bob
that they washed their hands
there's no class action passage
to break all my shitty bands

that can't be right
what year is it this year tonight
if I die I'll die of fright
that can't be right

when I was younger it confused me
now I think I get it
my old man he don't like pictures
specially if he's inn em

time is not a mirror 
it's some distorted view
of the way you thought you was
and what you thought they thought of you

and all that trash that I tossed out 
it weren't by no means good
but jus cause someone tells ya
don't really mean you should

my friends would try and cheer me up
the best they knew to do
there's no rescuing a diver
with two cinder blocks for shoes

that can't be right
what year is it this year tonight?
if I die I'll die of fright
that can't be right

I'm still agog with mortal dogs
and skills I don't possess 
I'm a practitioner of practice
ima givin it my best

I'm left and I'm still leaving
I got several miles to go
I ain't ready to do somethin
till there's something I'm ready for

there's a pillar in the desert
and it's all alit with flames
it's been burning there for eons
it's the end of all the days

we owe apologies and ass whoopins
it seems to even out
you can't never know you're happy
if you've never lived without

and that's alright
what year is it this year tonight
if I die I'll die of fright
that can't be right

that can't be right
what year is it this year tonight
4 white horses towards the light
that can't be right

That Can't Be Right - Jesse Welles

Bugs

recorded on iPhone voice memos, edited in GarageBand

girl from the east coast (acoustic jam)

Middle Brother

The World's Best American Band

Daisies

I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning

At the Bottom of Everything

Volume 1

The Weight

Sayonara Owen Jonesru: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Tu5qhoZL_JMIngWiWn8fQ-M3NLA8bpE1LldWRgfCBYo/edit?usp=drive_link

Oh, please don't go... I'll eat you up — I love you so!
Won't you stay? Won't you love me — love me all the way?

From various Reflektor lyrics, a myth of Orpheus and Eurydice <3

Hey, Eurydice!
Can you see me?
I will sing your name
Till you're sick of me

I think I saw what happens next.
Oh, it was just a glimpse of you,
Like looking through a window,
Or a shallow sea.
Could you see me?
And after all this time,
It's like nothing else we used to know.

But I know you can see
Things that we can't see
But when I say I love you
Your silence covers me
Oh, Eurydice, it's an awful sound.

Heard a voice like an echo.
But it came from me.
“Please stop wondering why you feel so sad
When you already know…
Already know
It's time to go”
She said

You came home from school,
Knew you had to run.
Please stop running now,
Just let me be the one.

I was standing beside you
By a frozen sea
Will you ever get free?
Just take all your pain
Just put it on me
So that you can breathe.

I know there's a way
We can make 'em pay
Think it over and say
“I'm never going back again”

I know they hurt you so.
They don't know what I know.
It's so little that we know,
But the cup it overflows.

And after all the hangers-on are done hanging on
in the dead lights of the afterglow,
After all the bad advice
That had nothing at all to do with life
I've gotta know…

Can we work it out?
If we scream and shout.
If telling the truth is not polite
Then I guess you'll have to fight.

There's so much inside you
That you won't let me see
You fly away from me
But it's an awful sound
When you hit the ground

Now, the signals we send, are deflected again
We're still connected, but are we even friends?
We fell in love, alone on a stage
In the reflective age

We stood beside a frozen sea.
I saw you out in front of me.
Reflected light, a hollow moon,
Oh Eurydice (Orpheus),
It's over too soon.

That Can't Be Right - Jesse Welles

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