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RELEASED AS: EPIC 88697210802 (CD), SRC-108 (LP)

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YOU CAN READ RICHARD'S RETROSPECTIVE ESSAY ON ANIMAL! AND NOT ANIMAL, WRITTEN FOR THE 2018 SRCVINYL REISSUES OF BOTH ALBUMS, AT HIS PATREON CLUB (NO MEMBERSHIP REQUIRED TO READ).

WRITTEN BY RICHARD EDWARDS
PUBLISHED BY SONGS PUBLISHING / MICE AND MARGOT MUSIC LLC (ASCAP)
ANIMAL! WAS PRODUCED BY BRIAN DECK AND MARGOT & THE NUCLEAR SO AND SO'S,
ENGINEERED BY BRIAN DECK, NEIL STRAUCH, TYLER WATKINS & ANDY FRY
RECORDED AT ENGINE STUDIOS (IN CHICAGO) AND QUEENSIZE STUDIOS (IN INDIANA)
MIXED BY BRIAN DECK (EXCEPT FOR TRACKS MIXED BY TYLER WATKINS) (ALL SONGS MIXED AT ENGINE STUDIOS IN CHICAGO)
MASTERED BY GREG CALBI AT STERLING SOUND IN NEW YORK CITY
A&R: ANDY GERSHON & MIKE FLYNN
MANAGEMENT: JOEL MARK / THE WORKER'S INSTITUTE

STACY NOVAK MADE THESE PAINTINGS
ERIK KANG PLAYED VIOLIN, VIOLA, LAP STEEL & GUITAR
ANDY FRY PLAYED GUITAR, KEYBOARDS, BASS & SANG
CHRIS FRY PLAYED DRUMS, PERCUSSION & KEYBOARDS
TYLER WATKINS PLAYED BASS, PERCUSSION, KEYBOARDS, GUITAR & SANG
EMILY WATKINS PLAYED KEYBOARDS & SANG
HUBERT GLOVER PLAYED TRUMPET, TROMBONE & FRENCH HORN
CASEY TENNIS PLAYED DRUMS, PERCUSSION & KEYBOARDS
RICHARD EDWARDS SANG & PLAYED GUITAR, HARMONICA & KEYBOARDS

TRACK LISTS

ANIMAL!

01. AT THE CARNIVAL / 02. O' WHAT A NIGHTMARE! / 03. HELLO VAGINA / 04. I AM A LIGHTNING ROD / 05. LOVE SONG FOR A SCHUBA'S BARTENDER / 06. MARIEL'S BRAZEN OVERTURE / 07. THERE'S TALK OF MINE SHAFTS / 08. A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID / 09. GERMAN MOTOR CAR / 10. COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES / 11. MY BABY (SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF) / 12. AS TALL AS CLIFFS

NOT ANIMAL

01. A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID / 02. GERMAN MOTOR CAR / 03. BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING / 04. HOLY COW! / 05. COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES / 06. HELLO VAGINA / 07. AS TALL AS CLIFFS / 08. REAL NAKED GIRLS / 09. PAGES WRITTEN ON A WALL / 10. THE SHIVERS (I'VE GOT 'EM) / 11. THE OCEAN (IS BLEEDING SALT) / 12. HIP HIP HOORAY

CONTEMPORARY CUTS

A TANGLE OF BLONDE / BLUE COLLAR, RED LETTER / CAROLYN AND HEATHCLIFF / GIVE US BARABBAS / IF YA WANNA GO OUT / NO VASELINE / PAYPHONE / WHAT A WASTED LIFE / WHISKEY JINGLE

PATREON HIGHLIGHTS

FROM THE STILL-BARELY-TAPPED "NOW THAT WE HAVE EXPIRED" FOOTAGE,
SHOT BY LA BLOGOTHèQUE ON THE FINAL ANIMAL!/NOT ANIMAL TOUR:

FULL TROUBADOR SHOW / FULL PHOENIX SHOW / 20 MINUTES FROM AUSTIN SHOW

LYRICS

AT THE CARNIVAL

CARNIVAL

WE'LL HAVE A GREAT TIME

WE'LL FLY THE FERRIS WHEEL

TO THE MOON

AT THE CARNIVAL

CARNIVAL

I'LL BE YOUR SCARECROW

WE'LL DRIVE YOUR FATHER'S CAR

DOWN THE ROAD

AT THE CARNIVAL

CARNIVAL

YOU'RE ON MY LAST NERVE

I'LL BE YOUR HUMMINGBIRD

YOU SHALL SEE

AT THE CARNIVAL

CIGARETTE

WE'LL HAVE A QUICK DRAG

I'LL BOOT YOUR BONY ASS

TO THE MOON

AT THE CARNIVAL

LET'S BUST OUT OUR NEW PIANO

PLAY A TUNE IN THE CORNER OF YOUR SPINE

CHASE THE MOTH, MOTH, MOTHS AWAY

CHASE THE BLUE, BLUE, BLUES AWAY

AND TAKE ME TO THE CARNIVAL

SUPER FRIEND

I'D LIKE TO HEAR YOU

IT'D MAKE ME HAPPIER

THAN A CHILD

AT THE CARNIVAL

O' WHAT A NIGHTMARE!

I CAN'T BELIEVE WE GOT WARM BY A FIRE

FED WITH MY MANUSCRIPT

WHAT A NIGHTMARE

BUT YOUR HANDS LOOKED SO COLD

I WAS FEELING ASHAMED

SO I SET THEM AFLAME WITH A LIGHTER

AND I WILL BE CALM

WHILE YOU'RE BLOWING YOUR STACK

MY BABY DOES NOT WANT ME BACK

I CAN'T BELIEVE WE GOT STUCK IN THIS HOLE

THIS WHOLE PARTY'S A BORE

WHAT A BUMMER

WHEN WE FINALLY GREET EARTH

WHEN WE'RE ON OUR HOME TURF

I'M GON’ THROW SUCH A BEAUTIFUL RAGER

AND I WILL HAVE FUN

WHILE YOU'RE BEING A DRAG

MY BABY DOES NOT WANT ME BACK

AND I'M FLYING AROUND

HEAD OVER HEELS

SOMEHOW

FIRE, FIRE, EVERYWHERE

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, OH

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, OH

AND I WILL BE CALM

WHILE YOU'RE BLOWING YOUR STACK

MY BABY DOES NOT WANT ME BACK

AND I'M FLYING AROUND

HEAD OVER HEELS…

HELLO VAGINA

COKE BOTTLE GLASSES

TV SCREEN

I AM YOUR MOTHER

AMY

THIS IS THE END OF BOLLYWOOD

I AM YOUR RIGHT HAND

I AM YOUR BEST MAN

I AM, I AM, I AM

MYSTERIOUS BRUISES

WHISKEY SMILE

I AM YOUR MONKEY

STAY A WHILE

I AM REBORN, YOUR FAVORITE SON

I AM REBORN HARD

BLOWN THROUGH YOUR BACKYARD

I AM, I AM, I AM

I AM THE WAY

TO HEAVEN’S GATE

SO POUR ME A DRINK

‘FORE WE FLY AWAY

I AM YOUR RIGHT HAND

I AM YOUR BEST MAN

I AM YOUR RIGHT HAND

I AM YOUR BEST MAN

I AM A LIGHTNING ROD

I'LL BE YOU

YOU'LL BE TALKIN' TO

A FLOWERPOT

BUT THAT'S HARDLY WORTH A THOUGHT

OR A PLAGUE OF FROGS

WE WILL VOMIT UP

OUR CHICAGO LUCK

AND WE WILL DANCE

ON BROKEN SHEETS OF GLASS

TO MAKE OUR POINT

AND IF THIS TOWN SEEMS TOO BIG

IF THE TRAFFIC FREAKS YOU OUT

I WILL BE YOUR LIGHTNING ROD

DELIVERIN’ SOUND TO YOU

HE'S A CHARMING WRECK

AND HE'S A HANDSOME WRECK

THE KIND OF RAT

THAT TOOK MY WOMAN BACK

TO HIS PAD

AND I'M NOT TRAVELIN'

AND I'M NOT SLEEPIN' IN

THE CLOTHES I WORE

A HUNDRED TIMES OR MORE

AND IF THIS TOWN SEEMS TOO BIG

IF THE TRAFFIC FREAKS YOU OUT

I WILL BE YOUR LIGHTNING ROD

DELIVERIN’ SOUND TO YOU

AND WHAT WILL I DO

WHAT WILL I DO

WHEN MY NERVES GET

TOPSY-TURVY

I'LL BE YOU

IF YOU WANT ME TO

I'LL CLEAN YOUR CLOCK…

AND IF THIS TOWN SEEMS TOO BIG

AND THE TRAFFIC FREAKS YOU OUT

I WILL BE YOUR LIGHTNING ROD

DELIVERIN’ SOUND

I CAN SEE BENEATH YOUR SKIN

IT REALLY FREAKS ME OUT

I WILL BE YOUR CAMERA FLASH

DELIVERIN’ SUNBEAMS

LOVE SONG FOR A SCHUBA'S BARTENDER

HANG THAT WREATH SO I CAN

HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR

YOU'RE SO PRETTY

PEOPLE ENVY YOU

CAN YOU TIE A TIE

YOU'RE THE REASON

CHILDREN TURN TO DOPE

POUR MY DRINK SO WE CAN

HAVE OURSELVES A GOOD TIME

YOU'RE THE REASON

PEOPLE LOSE THEIR MINDS

WHEN THEY'RE ALL AROUND YOU

AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE

MARIEL'S BRAZEN OVERTURE

NOW THAT WE HAVE EXPIRED

I SHOULD BE HONEST

MARY I WAS UNFAITHFUL

TO YOU AND IT KILLS ME

AND I HAVE A SON

WHO I'VE NEVER MET

MARTIN YOU CAN BE HONEST

WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO

I DON'T WANT YOUR DEVILS

TO HOLD ME AND HAUNT ME

‘CUZ I HAVE A LOVE

FOR YOU THAT'S ABSURD

FOR EIGHTY MILES, OH HOW WE DROVE

I DROVE, YOU DROVE

WE DROVE TOGETHER

FOR EIGHTY MILES, PUFFING OUR SMOKES

I SMOKED, YOU SMOKED

WE SMOKED TOGETHER

BUT YOU LOVED ME

YES I LOVED YOU

FOR SEVEN DAYS, OH, HOW WE DRANK

I DRANK, YOU DRANK

WE DRANK TOGETHER

AT ROADSIDE PUBS IN THE RAIN

I DRANK, YOU DRANK

LET'S DRINK TOGETHER

BUT YOU NEED ME

YES, I NEED YOU

MARIEL, SOMEONE'S BLEEDING THE WALL

THE HOUSE IS BEGINNING TO CRUMBLE

THE BABY’S ON FIRE

OH DEAR, THE ZEBRAS SCALING THE ROOF

THE MICE ARE BEGINNING TO SCATTER

OH MARY

YOU TIED MY SHOES FOR ME

YOU TIED THEM TIGHT

BUT THE ROOF BLEW OFF

AND YOU FELL OUT OF LOVE

I WASTED TIME ON YOU

I WASTED SOCKS

BUT THE SUN WENT DOWN

AND I FELL OUT OF LOVE

MARIEL WOULD YOU LOVE ME

IF I WAS A LIAR

THERE'S TALK OF MINE SHAFTS

THERE'S TALK OF MINES WHERE WE CAN HIDE

THERE'S ROOM FOR YOU AND ME INSIDE

OH MARIEL, SWEET APPLE PIE

YOU CAN'T BE SHY OR CLOSE YOUR EYES

YOU TALK OF MINES WHERE WE CAN HIDE

UNTIL THE BOMBS AND FLOODS SUBSIDE

BUT THAT HOLE'S A DRAG, IT'S NOT MY BAG

IT'S DARK AND COLD, IT SMELLS LIKE MOLD

‘CUZ THERE'S A WORLD BENEATH THE EARTH

IT DEALS IN BLOOD AND LIVES IN DIRT

BUT WE'LL ESCAPE BIBLICAL FATE

YEAH WE'LL BE SAFE IN A MINER'S GRAVE, OH

A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID

SARA SETTLE DOWN

PUT YOUR HELMET ON

WALK THROUGH STREETS OF GOLD

WITH CIGARETTES YOU HAND-ROLLED

I DON'T KNOW YOU

AND I DON'T OWE YOU A DAMN

BUT I SMILE SO HARD IT HURTS

JUST WHEN THINGS GET WORSE

YOU SAID YOU’D WOKEN FROM A DREAM

ABANDONED BY YOUR MOTHER

COULD THIS BE

SATAN, SETTLE DOWN

KEEP YOUR TROUSERS ON

YOU CAN WARM THE GLOBE BUT LEAVE MY WRETCHED SOUL ALONE

I DON'T KNOW YOU

AND I DON'T OWE YOU A THING

BUT THE CHILDREN LOSE THEIR MINDS

IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES

I'VE AWOKEN FROM A DREAM

SURROUNDED BY MY LOVERS

WOE IS ME

AND A HUNDRED THOUSAND TIMES A DAY

THE YELLOW LIGHTS TURN RED

AND A HUNDRED THOUSAND MILES AWAY

I'M TURNING MYSELF IN

OH CHRIST I AM

SARA SETTLE DOWN

PUT YOUR HELMET ON

WALK THROUGH STREETS OF GOLD

WITH CIGARETTES YOU HAND-ROLLED

I DON'T KNOW YOU

AND I DON'T OWE YOU A THING

BUT THE CHILDREN LOSE THEIR MINDS

IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES

THE CHILDREN LOSE THEIR MINDS

IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES

IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES

GERMAN MOTOR CAR

WELL IT SURE FELT NICE GETTING RIPPED APART

IN THAT JUNKED OUT GERMAN MOTOR CAR

I'VE GOT YOU

WELL THE ROBOTS CLEANED AT ALARMING SPEED

ALL THE BEDROOM SHEETS AND THE TV SCREEN

WITHOUT YOU, I HAVEN'T A THING TO DO NO MORE

THIS IS HOW YOU DITCH

SOMEONE THAT DRIVES

YOU MAD

WELL I STRUGGLED AND SWAM IN A PANICKED SEA

I HAD A BACKYARD GANG AND I DRESSED IN GREEN

AND I HAD YOU

SO I NEVER HAD THE BLUES

NOT ME

THIS IS HOW YOU DITCH

SOMEONE WHO DRIVES

YOU MAD

SO I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL

AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL

I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL

AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL

WELL IT SURE FELT NICE GETTING RIPPED APART

IN THAT JUNKED-OUT GERMAN MOTOR CAR

I'VE GOT YOU

SO I NEVER HAD THE BLUES

NOT ME

THIS IS HOW YOU DITCH

SOMEONE THAT DRIVES

YOU MAD

SO I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL

AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL

I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL

AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL

COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES

OH GOD DELIVER ME

FROM MY ENEMIES

THESE WOMEN IN GREEN

WINTER COATS

WORKING FOR A TIP

DON'T PAINT YOUR LIPS

AND DON'T BITE, I'M BATING YOU

AND DON'T CRY, ‘CUZ THEY WANT YOU TO

MAMA, I'M SLEEPING IT OFF

WORN THIN FROM RED LIGHTS AND SCOTCH

HOW I HATE BEING CROSS

BUT YOU SHOULD HOLD YOUR BOOZE

PLEASE DON'T DROP BOMBS ON ME

I BEG OF THEE

JUST LEAVE ME IN PEACE

I HAVE COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES

OH LEMON EYES

OH MY GOD

AND DON'T SUCK YOUR GUT SO TIGHT

DON'T CUT YOUR HAIR SO NICE

MAMA, I AM SLEEPING IT OFF

WORN THIN FROM RED LIGHTS AND SCOTCH

HOW I HATE BEING CROSS

BUT YOU SHOULD HOLD YOUR BOOZE

DON'T BITE, I'M BEGGING YOU

DON'T LEAVE WHEN I CURSE AT YOU

AND MAMA, I AM SLEEPING IT OFF

WORN THIN FROM RED LIGHTS AND SCOTCH

HOW I HATE BEING CROSS

BUT YOU SHOULD HOLD YOUR BOOZE

MY BABY (SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF)

HARD TIMES

BAD BREAKS

MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF

YOU'RE STRIPPING NAKED

IN A HALLWAY

NOT A CARE IN YOUR HEAD

NO STRIP OF CLOTHING

NO COP INSIDE

I’D SAY YOU’RE DOIN’ ALL RIGHT, KID

YOU'RE A TOUGH CHICK

MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF

MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF, MOUTH OFF

COME OVER

AND CONVERT ME

LEAD ME STRAIGHT TO THE CROSS

YOU'RE GETTIN’ VULGAR

IN THE CHAPEL

PEOPLE ARE STARING AT YOU, PLEASE

GOOD GRIEF

MY BABY WANTS TO KILL ME

MY BABY WANTS TO KILL ME, KILL ME

HARD TIMES

BAD BREAKS

MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF

MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF, MOUTH OFF

AS TALL AS CLIFFS

I TELL TALES TALL AS CLIFFS

YOU'VE GOT A LISP

KID, THOSE THINGS ARE HARD TO MISS

LIKE MY CRIPPLE COUGH

OR YOUR WEEKENDS LOST BY THE LAKE

WELL YOU SAID I NEEDN'T BE AFRAID

OF ALL THOSE DEVILS ON THE WALL

THAT MAKE A FELLA SMALL

WHEN HE'S FEELING BRAVE

YOU TAKE HIS WINE AWAY

THERE WERE POSTERS ON THE WALL

I SWEAR MY MOTHER SAW

THAT I'D BEEN UP ALL NIGHT

UP ALL NIGHT

AND YOU CAME WELL EQUIPPED

WITH A GUN ON YOUR HIP

AND SOME POISON ON YOUR LIPS

BUT WHEN WE WAKE UP

IN OUR MAKE UP

WE'LL BE CLEAN

AND WE WON'T HAVE NOWHERE TO BE

OH BUT I CAN'T TALK TO YOU

THE WAY I'VE WANTED TO

I'VE BEEN TELLING LIES

BUT I'LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH

OH I CAN'T TALK TO YOU

THE WAY I'VE WANTED TO

I'VE BEEN TELLING LIES

BUT I'LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH

DARLIN' I'M TIRED

AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN', LEAVIN’

YOU KNOW I'M TIRED

AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN'

LEAVIN' TONIGHT

DARLIN' I'M TIRED

AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN', LEAVIN’

YOU KNOW I'M TIRED

AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN'

AND YOU'LL HANG LIKE THE REST

WE'LL LEAVE A NOOSE ON

THE ATTORNEY'S DESK

AND TAKE TO THE STREETS

CHANT LIKE AN ARMY

AND DOCTOR UP THIS DISEASE

BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING

CHILDREN, BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING

AND THE GIRLS ARE GETTING SICK

OFF HUFFING GLUE UP IN THE BATHROOM

WHILE YOUR BOYFRIENDS PICK UP CHICKS

AND DARLING I'M LOST

I HEARD YOU WHISPERING

THAT NIGHT IN FOUNTAIN SQUARE

THE TRASH FILLED STREETS MADE ME WISH WE WERE HEADED HOME

AND THERE WAS LOVE INSIDE THE BASEMENT

WHERE THAT WOMAN USED TO LIE

IN A SLEEPING BAG WE SHARED

UPON THE FLOOR MOST EVERY NIGHT

AND DARLING I'M DRUNK

AND EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE LOVED HAS TURNED TO STONE

SO PACK YOUR BAGS AND COME BACK HOME

AND I'M WASTED

YOU CAN TASTE IT

DON'T LOOK AT ME THAT WAY

‘CUZ I'LL BE HANGING FROM A ROPE

I WILL HAUNT YOU LIKE A GHOST

AND IF MY WOMAN WAS A FIRE

SHE'D BURN OUT BEFORE I WAKE

AND BE REPLACED BY PINTS OF WHISKEY

CIGARETTES AND OUTER SPACE

THEN SOMEBODY MOVES

AND EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD WILL GO TO SHIT

WELL WE'VE GOT A LOT

DON'T EVER FORGET THAT

AND I WROTE THIS ON AIRPLANE

WHERE THE PEOPLE LOOKED LIKE EGGS (ANTS)

AND WHEN A WOMAN THAT YOU LOVED WAS GONE

SHE WAS BOMBING EAST JAPAN

AND DON'T FUCKING MOVE

‘CUZ EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD WILL GO TO SHIT

WELL WE'VE GOT A LOT

DON'T YOU DARE FORGET THAT

AND I'M WASTED

YOU CAN TASTE IT

DON'T LOOK AT ME THAT WAY

‘CUZ I'LL BE HANGING FROM A ROPE

I WILL HAUNT YOU LIKE A GHOST

HOLY COW!

SETTLE DOWN, YOU'RE STARTIN’ TO FREAK ME OUT

AND COMB YOUR HAIR IF I'M TO TAKE YOU ANYWHERE

I'VE GOT IT MADE WHILE MY WOMAN IS AWAY

OFF TAMING GOATS WITH COMPASSION I SUPPOSE

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

HOLY COW, I WANT YOU TO GET OUT

AND TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS THAT I'M NOT MYSELF AGAIN

BUT I CAN'T TALK ‘CUZ I'D DO THE SAME TO YOU

NO, I CAN'T TALK ‘CUZ I'D UP AND WIG OUT TOO

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

JEN SINGS OF GROWING UP IN MONTANA

WHERE EVERYTHING WAS GREAT

AND THE PEOPLE KNEW YOUR NAME

ICING ON A YELLOW FROSTED CAKE

AND HOW YOUR MOTHER'S HEART DID BREAK

WHEN SHE FOUND US IN THE HALLWAY

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME

REAL NAKED GIRLS

REAL NAKED GIRLS

YOU COULD GO AROUND THE WORLD BUT I'VE BROUGHT THEM TO YOU

THEY HAVE REAL NAKED SKIN

THERE'S A PRIEST ON YOUR SHOULDER, DON'T BOTHER WITH HIM

'CAUSE THIS SKIN BELONGS TO YOU

SO USE IT AS YOU CHOOSE

OH YOUR BLUES

THERE WAS DARK CRIMSON BLOOD

IT HAD COVERED THE CARPETS, THE SCREAMS WERE DISTORTED

AND THAT OLD CHRISTIAN JUDGE

GAVE OUT FIFTY TO LIFE LIKE HE WAS HANDING OUT CHOCOLATE

BUT IT'S TOO LATE TO FLEE

BUT YOU CAN HELP ME BREATHE

THROUGH THIS GRUESOME SCENE

GRUESOME…

BUT IT'S TOO LATE TO FLEE

BUT YOU CAN HELP ME BREATHE

THROUGH THIS GRUESOME SCENE

GRUESOME SCENE

GRUESOME…

PAGES WRITTEN ON A WALL

CHOKING ON A BONE

SHE COMES WAND’RIN’ HOME

UP THE TWISTED STAIRWELL

THROUGH THE GREAT UNKNOWN

HOW WE GONNA WARM IF YOU ARE STEALING OUR LOGS?

AND WHO IS GONNA LOVE WHEN ALL THE LIQUOR IS GONE, GONE, GONE?

SCHEMING LIKE A RAT

SHE COMES CRAWLING BACK

BACK FROM SWEET CHICAGO

HOW WE GONNA WARM IF YOU ARE STEALING OUR LOGS?

AND WHO IS GONNA LOVE WHEN ALL THAT LIQUOR IS GONE, GONE, GONE?

LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE

WITH A TWO BY FOUR, ‘FORE WE GO

LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE

WITH A TWO BY FOUR

LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE

WITH A TWO BY FOUR, ‘FORE WE…

LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE

WITH A TWO BY FOUR, ‘FORE WE…

I SAW YOU

OUT PAST TWO IN THAT RAGIN’ CAR

I SAW YOU

OUT PAST TWO IN THAT RAGIN’...

I SAW YOU

OUT PAST TWO IN THAT…

I SAW YOU

OUT PAST TWO

THE SHIVERS (I'VE GOT 'EM)

I CAUGHT A BAD CASE OF THE SHIVERS

I CAUGHT A BAD CASE OF THE BLUES

AND I'VE GOT SOME BAD NEWS FOR YOU

SOME BAD NEWS FOR YOU

I WAS IN TROUBLE WITH THE LAW

SERIOUS TROUBLE WITH THE LAW

AND I WANT TO GET YOU ALONE

PEEL OFF THE CLOTHES

EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS LIKE A WINE-GLASS

EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS…

EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS LIKE A WINE-GLASS

EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS…

I WAS THE LONELIEST CAPTIVE OF YOUR SILHOUETTE

AND I AM BUGGIN’, SO PASS ME THE SLUG

I WANT TO GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES, SPLINTER YOUR SPINE

I WANT TO GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES, SPLINTER YOUR SPINE

EVELYN, YOUR SKULL POPS LIKE A WALNUT

EVELYN, YOUR SKULL POPS…

EVELYN, YOUR SKULL POPS LIKE A WALNUT

EVELYN…

THE OCEAN (IS BLEEDING SALT)

STRUNG OUT DOWN IN A HOLE

AND THE OCEAN IS BLEEDING SALT DOWN THE MINE

SO I HID (SAT) AS ARMIES MARCHED

BUT YOU FOUND ME ALL TREMBLIN’ ASLEEP ON YOUR PORCH

AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING

NASHVILLE IS FORGOTTEN

MAMA AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING

NEW YORK IS THE OCEAN

BROOKLYN, QUIET AND COLD

WHEN THE BARS CLOSE

YOU'RE STUCK COUNTING CRACKS ON THE STREET

THEN WAR BREAKS AND YOU'RE SWINGIN’ A GUN

BUT WHEN THE BOMB DROPS

YOU'RE STUCK PICKING LEAD FROM YOUR TEETH

AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING

NASHVILLE IS FORGOTTEN

MAMA AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING

NEW YORK IS THE OCEAN

STRUNG OUT DOWN IN A HOLE

AND THE OCEAN IS BLEEDING DOWN THE MINE

HIP HIP HOORAY

HIP HIP HOORAY

TALK TO ME

AND I'LL BE A SAINT

TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES

GRAVE-STARVED GHOST

AND DON'T BE ASHAMED

IF I'M WATCHING

DON'T STOP TALKING

JUST START WALKING

YOU SAT AND STARED

AT YOUR GRANDMOTHER'S CHAIR

IN THAT FAVORITE ROOM

AND HE, DRUNKENLY

FIVE FOOT THREE

PRESSING ON YOU

OH DARLING

STOP TALKING

AND START WALKING

OH DARLING

STOP CRYING

AND START SMILING

A TANGLE OF BLONDE

EVERYTHING CHANGED THE DAY YOU LEFT

I PACKED UP A TRUNK, PITCHED A TENT ON YOUR STEPS

AND HELD MY BREATH, THE DAY YOU LEFT

EVERYTHING BLEEDS IF YOU POKE IT TOO HARD

WE BURIED THE CAT IN YOUR GRANDMOTHER’S YARD

AND HELD OUR WAKE FOR OLD TIME’S SAKE

THIS ISN’T WHAT I WAS TRYING TO DO

A TANGLE OF BLONDE, FACE DOWN IN MY ROOM

OH GOD SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST

ANIMAL EYES AND A BODY THAT LIES

A NIGHT BEHIND BARS AND A NIGHT

BUT YOU HELD YOUR TONGUE AND HAD A SON

THIS ISN’T WHAT I WAS TRYIN’ TO DO

A TANGLE OF BLONDE, FACE DOWN IN MY ROOM

OH GOD SAVED THE BEST

HEAVEN KNOWS WHAT WE WERE TRYIN’ TO PROVE

WHEN WE CREPT FROM THE HOUSE AND CLIMBED UP TO THE ROOF

OH GOD PLEASE MAKE THIS QUICK

BLUE COLLAR, RED LETTER

OH MY LOVE, SHE SLEEPS LIKE A DOG

SHE ROLLS IN THE SHEETS

SHE'S WHIMPERING THOUGHTS

AND IT SOUNDS LIKE A PRAYER

THAT SHE'S CURSING AT ME AGAIN

AND OH WE LIVE IN A BROKEN DOWN SHACK

ON GOVERNMENT CHEESE AND JACK KEROUAC

WE GOT NABBED WITH AN OUNCE

SO I SPENT THE NIGHT IN JAIL

SO LOVE, LET'S HANG OUR HEADS LIKE WE'RE DEAD

AND WAIT FOR THE POLICE TO LEAVE

‘CUZ IN MY HEAD

I'VE BEEN DROWNIN’, I'VE BEEN SHRIEK—

I WENT THROUGH THE ROOM WHEN I SPOKE TO YOU

ON AN EAST SIDE BAR IN A GUCCI MOON

OH WE ATE ALL WE COULD

AND THREW BACK THE REST TO THEM

SO WITH BOOTS WELL WORN AND THE THREAD COUNT POOR

AT AN EAST SIDE PARTY WE ENDURED THEIR SCORN

OH WE ATE ALL WE COULD

AND THREW BACK THE REST TO THEM

SO LOVE, LET'S HANG OUR HEADS LIKE WE'RE DEAD

AND WAIT FOR THE POLICE TO LEAVE

‘CUZ IN MY HEAD

I'VE BEEN DROWNIN’, I'VE BEEN SHRIEKIN’

OH MY LOVE, SHE SLEEPS LIKE A DOG

CAROLYN AND HEATHCLIFF

I’LL MAKE MY PLANS

COVER MY TRACKS

A FEW DEMANDS

BEFORE I COME BACK

DID YOU GET MY GHOST

OUT OF YOUR CLOTHES

DID YOU NAIL THEM ALL

TO YOUR BEDROOM WALL

IN THE MIDDLE OF MY DAY

I PLEASE THESE PIGS

IN THE MIDDLE OF CONFESSION

ATHEIST

AND I COULD TELL YOU

MY TWO CENTS ON WRECKIN’ HOMES

I COULD TELL YOU

MY TWO CENTS BUT WHAT’S THE POINT

‘CUZ THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN SAD

OH THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN SAD

IN THE MIDDLE OF IT

A SNOW STAINED BLOUSE

WE WERE TOUCHING IN THE BASEMENT

OF YOUR FATHER’S HOUSE

AND I COULD TELL YOU

MY TWO CENTS ON BREAKIN’ HEARTS

I COULD TELL YOU

WHERE I WENT WHEN IT GOT DARK

OR HOW DEATH WILL COME TO ME QUICK

HOW DEATH WILL COME TO ME QUICK

AND ALL’S WELL WITH MY SOUL, OH GOD

IT’S A DULL FLASH LIKE LIGHT TO A BLIND MAN

AND ALL’S WELL WITH MY SOUL, OH GOD

FADE OUT, FADE OUT

AND DEATH WILL COME TO US QUICK

OH DEATH WILL COME TO US QUICK

AND WE WILL FADE OUT

WE WILL FADE OUT, OH

WE WILL FADE OUT

GIVE US BARABBAS

GIVE US DAN WHITE’S

HEAD ON THE PLATTER

WE SANG TO THE RAFTERS

‘TIL ALL THE SAINTS WELLED UP WITH TEARS

OH MOTHER DEAR

GIVE US MONEY

TO FILL OUR POCKETS

OH CARMEN’S LOCKED UP

BUT NO ONE KNOWS YOUR NAME BEFORE

OH WORTHLESS SAINT

GIVE ME DAN WHITE

SWINGIN’ FROM RAFTERS

AMIDST ALL THE LAUGHTER

YOUR HEART WILL BEAT AS ONE TONIGHT

OH WORTHLESS FIGHT

GIVE US BARABBAS

GIVE US BARABBAS

GIVE US BARABBAS

GIVE US BARABBAS

IF YA WANNA GO OUT

IF YOU WANNA GO OUT, I’LL GO

BUT I’D RATHER STAY HOME

SLEEP IN MY BED, SMOKE CIGARETTES

IF YOU WANNA BE MEAN, JUST KNOW

THAT TOMORROW I’LL GO

SLEEP IN THE CAR

AND HAUNT YOU BY DARK

WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT

YOU SHOULDN’T LIKE THAT

YOU SHOULD HAVE THE GOOD SENSE

TO REFRAIN FROM THIS

‘CUZ THEY DON’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO

LIKE I DO

IF YOU WANNA GO OUT, I’LL GO

BUT I’D RATHER STAY HOME

SLEEP IN MY BED, SMOKE CIGARETTES

IF YOU WANNA BE MEAN, JUST KNOW

THAT TOMORROW I’LL GO

SLEEP IN THE CAR

AND HAUNT YOU BY DARK

WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT

YOU SHOULDN’T TALK LIKE THAT

YOU SHOULD HAVE THE GOOD SENSE

TO REFRAIN FROM THIS

‘CUZ THEY DON’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO

LIKE I DO

WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT

YOU SHOULDN’T TALK LIKE THAT

YOU SHOULD HAVE THE GOOD SENSE

TO REFRAIN FROM THIS

‘CUZ THEY DON’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO

LIKE I DO

NO VASELINE

NO VASELINE

WHY DO YOU TREAT ME SO MEAN

I BELONG TO YOU

BUT I DON’T KNOW WHY I STILL DO

NO HEAVEN’S GATE

WHY THROW OUR MONEY AWAY

I WILL TAKE YOUR SIDE

AND TOWER OVER YOU LIKE A BURNING BUSH

FALL ON YOUR KNEES

PACK UP A SUITCASE AND LEAVE

BUT I’LL TRACK YOUR HIDE

THROUGH ISRAEL AND THE RED TIDE

NO HEAVEN’S GATE

I WON’T THROW MY MONEY AWAY

BUT I WILL TAKE YOUR HIDE

TO ISRAEL AND THE RED TIDE

PAYPHONE

WHEN IT FELL

ALL UNPLUGGING PHONES FOR WEEKS

BUT THEN IT HELPED

AND I COVERED MY HEAD WITH LEAVES

BUT JOLENE SAW ME PACING THE STREETS AFTER DARK

SHE ROLLED DOWN HER WINDOW, AND I GOT IN HER CAR

WE DROVE FOR AN HOUR THEN STOPPED AT THE BAR FOR DRINKS

THIS IS HELL

MY KIND IS A DYING BREED

AND I WILL KILL

THAT BASTARD BEFORE HE LEAVES

BUT YOU WAIT BY THE PAYPHONE FOR HOURS AT A TIME

I'M DYING OF THIRST SO PASS ME THE WINE

THIS IS ONLY A DREAM, YOU CAN WAKE UP ANY TIME YOU LIKE

SHOULD YOU TELL

OR LET ‘EM FIND OUT THEMSELVES

MADEMOISELLE

KEEP UNLOCKING DOORS, WELL

THAT'S WHAT I DO

HONEY YOU GET YOURS TOO

‘TIL I AM OLD, I WILL GO

AND SEE YOU THROUGH

BUT YOU WAIT BY THE PAYPHONE FOR HOURS AT A TIME

I’M DYING OF THIRST SO PASS ME THE WINE

THIS IS ONLY A DREAM, YOU CAN WAKE UP ANY TIME YOU’D LIKE

WHAT A WASTED LIFE!

WHAT A WASTED LIFE THAT I’VE BEEN LIVING IN

WHILE THE ARMY’S KICKIN ASS, THE FLOODS ARE MARCHING IN

SO WHILE MY MIND GOES 95 I’M DRINKIN’ ON A TRAIN

WHILE ALL THE POISON WASHES ALL THE HOMELESS DOWN THE DRAIN

AND IF THE MONARCHY’S GOTTA WASH THE CITY CLEAN

SO THEY’LL LOOK AS HANDSOME AS A PATCH OF SUNFLOWERS IN THE SPRING

YEAH, HONEY TOUCH ME, CAMELOT IS DROWNING AT MY FEET

HONEY KISS ME, I WILL BE THIS DYING CITY’S KING

I’VE GOT A KID AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW HIS NAME

BUT HIS MOM IS STUCK TO ME LIKE WALLS OF CELLOPHANE

OH HONEY PLEASE, I AM HEADED HOME

WITH A SECRET

HOT DAMN, HOLY SMOKE, THAT WOMAN IS A SAINT

AND I FEEL AWFUL ‘BOUT TWO-TIMIN’ HER TIME AND TIME AGAIN

NOW THE WORLD IS CRUMBLING HONEY JUST LIKE JESUS SAID

AND ALL THE INK IS RUNNING OUT OF MY ONLY FOUNTAIN PEN

AND THERE IS RIGHT AND WRONG AND THERE IS SOMETHIN’ IN BETWEEN

I’VE GOT RED BLOOD, HOT SKIN, AND THIS LIQUOR MAKES ME MEAN

OH MAMA TRUST ME, I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT HALF THIS MEANS

I’LL BE YOUR RED-BLOOD CANDLE WICK OR FIRECRACKER DREAM

AND I’VE GOT A KID AND I WAS NEVER TOLD HIS NAME

BUT HIS MOM IS STUCK TO ME LIKE ROLLS OF CELLOPHANE

OH HONEY PLEASE, I AM HEADED HOME

WITH A SECRET

A SECRET, ALL RIGHT

I’VE GOT A KID, HONEY TELL ME OF HIS NAME

AND HIS MOMMA’S STUCK TO ME LIKE ROLLS OF CELLOPHANE

OH HONEY PLEASE, I AM HEADED HOME

WITH A SECRET

WHISKEY JINGLE

I WOULD LOVE YOU

I COULD LOVE YOU

UNTIL I GO INTO THE GROUND

THE KING IS BACK

HERE I AM

AND I COULD LOVE YOU

I COULD LOVE YOU

UNTIL I GO INTO THE GROUND

THE KING IS BACK

WITH YOU

THE KING IS BACK

HERE I AM