In America, first you get the sugar, then you get the power, then you get the women.

by Kwyjibo

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released 22 February 2011

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Track Name: Wolf's Mouth (Kevin Devine)
i got a wolf's mouth
and it suits me
i chew the sides out
with my sharp teeth
i cut my tongue up
i make my gums bleed
i scare the people who pay to see me
when i sing

i saw a white steam
above yr blue face
it made my hands hot
it made my lips bake

and the sweat just makes my shirt stick
to that scratch across my ribs
that place where you fell from
and i haven't sewn up since

i'm trailing off again

and the strain just makes my face tick
and it messes with my head
that space you tore open
well i've had trouble sealing it

i got a wolf's mouth
Track Name: I Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin Light (Brand New)
the time has come for cold and overcoats
quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home
another week away, my greatest fear
i need the smell of summer
i need it's noises in my ears

if looks could really kill
then my profession would be staring
know we do this cause we care, not for the thrill
collect calls to home
tell them that i realize that everyone who lives
will someday die and die alone

and we won't let you in
though we're down and out
no, we won't let you in

wrote more postcards than hooks
i read more maps than books
feel like every chance to leave
is another chance i should've took
every minute is a mile
i've never felt so hollow
i'm an old abandoned church
with broken pews and empty aisles

my secrets for a buck
watch me as i cut myself wide open
on this stage, yes, i am paid to spill my guts
i won't see home 'til spring
yeah, i would kill for the atlantic
but i am paid to make girls panic while i sing

and we won't let you in
though we're down and out
no, we won't let you in
we don't want what isn't ours
no, we won't let you in

and the coastline is quiet
while we're quietly losing control
and we're silent but sure
we invented the cure
that will wash out my memory
the harpoon's loaded
the cage is lowered
the water's red
like you
Track Name: My Dream Girl Don't Exist (Neutral Milk Hotel)
my dream girl don't exist
at the age of five she slit her wrist
she didn't know that i'd be hanging 'round
so her parents buried her in the ground
and to this day you can still hear the sound
of a life in outer space

my dream girl don't exist
just you and i and this T.V.
and this sickness seems to feel so strange
like a henchman that's about to hang
the moon up like a ball in chain
and set the sands ablaze

and the weight is waiting, oh
feel the world so real and strong

my dream girl don't exist
just a photograph in a history book
i believe she had a voice and name
three children on the coast of maine
her life was in a hurricane
of love and real embrace

my dream girl don't exist
at the age of five she slit her wrist
she didn't know that i'd be hanging 'round
so one day she took a stroll to town
and walked in front of a greyhound bound
for new york central state

and the weight is waiting, oh
feel the world so real and strong

and she goes and now she knows she'll never be afraid
Track Name: Bankrupt On Selling (Modest Mouse)
well all the apostles are sitting in swings
saying 'i'd sell off my savior for a set of new rings
and some sandals with the style of straps
that cling best to the era'

and all of the businessers in their unlimited hell
and they buy and the sell
and the sell all their trash to each other
and they're sick of it all
and they're bankrupt on selling

and all of the angels would sell off yr soul
for a set of new rings and anything gold
they remember the people they loved, their old friends
and i've seen through 'em all
seen through most everything

all the people you knew were the actors

well i'll go to college and i'll learn some big words
and i'll speak up real loud
goddamned right i'll be heard
you'll remember the guy who knew all those big words
he must have learned in college

well it took a long time before i came clean with myself
fell clean out of love with my lover
i still love her
loved her more when i was sober
and she was kinder
Track Name: I Get Lonesome (Beck)
well there ain't nobody left to impress
and everyone's kissing their own hands
there's 666 on the kitchen floor
ain't no fire in the pan

i get lonesome

so glad to be a slab
stiff as a stick on a board
i get thoughts and dirty socks
piled in the corner

i get lonesome

gettin' fat on yr own fear
bring that beer over here
i stomp on the floor
just to make a sound

i get lonesome