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The Mighty Unveiling
08:41
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You know one thing about a chocolate cake is you want to make sure that it's not, you
Don't want it to be lumpy, you want those chocolate chips ground up so you have it nice
And fine there
It's got to mix in, it's got to mix in real smooth
Sometimes they stick a little bit on there but you just got to, you just got to keep
At it and you know they, those things, they crunch down, crunch down pretty good
Sometimes you got to kind of scrape them off the side but you know, I think it's working
Just fine
Yeah, I think everything is going just fine, don't you
Yeah, I think so
I hope they can stand a while before the slouch comes on
Cause eight years turns to twelve, then a sad, sad song
She was tumbling over her giant Lego tower
Little duckies falling over in the shower
When the keyboard plays itself so you can clap your hands
I hope the fall isn't the break that understands
I first heard it before I lived it, homesick blues
And one day she can fit in mama's shoes
The sky is so much bigger when you're small
Most of us don't see the sky at all
As soon as I hit the needle on the head
Dil Pickles started wishing he was dead
Well the Kool-Aid only works if you believe
When they say the abracadabra, that's when I leave
Cause I can tell a prophet when they're faking
The structure cries out loud as it's breaking
It's a mighty unveiling
It's a mighty unveiling
Better hold on to the railing
Well the beaming eyes see past the sickening state
The unveiling comes too fast, you hurry up and wait
For this happy-go-lucky feeling to come again
Then it's 63 years just pissing in the wind
And she's out collecting berries for her mommy
But her clumsy legs cave in under her body
Tell me, how could you ever be so nonchalant?
When somersaults and berries are all you want
And the van is making emphysema wheezes
The diagnostic yields uncommon diseases
One day it makes its way to the junkyard grave
The cost ain't worth the life you're trying to save
And she's finally learned how to say, "I want
It's all you need to order at the restaurant
If they don't give it to you, you can cry, "Waa waa waa waa!"
Now the little child knows how to lie
It's a mighty unveiling
It's a mighty unveiling
Better hold on to the railing
100 years is too much time to think
Open up the fridge, there's one more drink
Milk the blood, maintain a stasis will
No deeper meaning to that fool on the hill
She reads and writes, and she's the top in her class
And Cody drew the shortest straw, gotta squeeze her ass
She's unbearably in love, gonna be his wife
She'll show mom and dad she can live her life
But it's another murder-suicide town
And I wake up to some demolition sound
All those pharmaceutical companies will get paid
And Dil Pickles strikes up the band, he's got it made
And someone told her she's got pretty eyes
She's not allowed to hang with the older guys
Every bone in her body hurts now, cause it ain't no game
The mighty unveiling finally came
When it was coming out, it was kind of neat because I had this idea that a caesarean really
Wouldn't look like a vaginal delivery, but it did
I mean, it is, it's delivery out of the, well, I mean, it comes through the uterus
I mean, the baby's head came out of the uterus, and it was so big, they were just going, whoa
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2. |
The End of All Wanting
02:08
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There's a madman in the mirror
I feel the end of all wanting get nearer
He is a basket case with a razor face
Yeah, there's a madman in the mirror
There's a psychopath in the rear view
Tells me to close my eyes on the avenue
I tell him "That ain't wise," he covers up my eyes
Yes, there's a psychopath in the rear view
No matter what I do, he'll never ever turn his back on me
When I'm on a slump, need a bump, man he give me the key
Ain't that just like me? Ain't that just like me
There's a schizo in my whiskey
He does a magic trick, make my life risky
He is a friend of mine, my funny valentine
Yes, there's a schizo in my whiskey
No matter what I do, he'll never ever turn his back on me
When I'm on a slump, need a bump, man he give me the key
Ain't that just like me? Ain't that just like me
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3. |
Bacardi and Coke
00:36
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One, two, one, two, three
Well, I fall in love every morning
I got a broken heart every evening
But I don't mind as long as I got my Bacardi and Coca-Cola
Got a good feeling to start the day
By the night, the feeling's gone away
But I don't mind as long as I got my Bacardi and Coca-Cola
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4. |
Siddhartha
04:14
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Buckle your seatbelts, cause we got a long ride ahead
Obligated ritual, so the living may receive the dead
All the rest of his clothes are mixed up with yours
Fold them like it don't mean nothing, of course, of course
There's trouble in the valley now that God has been proven guilty
Just like the master couldn't help but give in for that virgin pussy
He could make you cut out pleasure for pain
But for you he wouldn't do the same, he wouldn't do the same
My mother is singing in a lonely kitchen
Every day everyone should sit, by a creek and listen
They say matter can't be created or destroyed
So comfort food is shipped in, filling up the void
Finally something Jameson won't ever heal
You don't need to gamble to fold on a losing deal
Sabbath, bloody Sabbath, and the dead keep walking
Show me the divine intervention, and then we can start talking
Ricky's grandpa was a cowboy
Ricky make a loop for the jump, say, "Now boy! Now boy!"
I'm out in the river pissing
Every day everyone should sit, by a creek and listen
Now dad is a ghost and I see him in grandma's reflection
He walks towards the door as she walks towards the salad selection
And now the salad is the door
I don't feel so hungry anymore
But isn't this such a beautiful way to die?
We have footage so one day my kids can see my mother cry
And when they sit on daddy's knee
They'll know the Dead are better than the Eagles like my daddy taught me
Look here at this one, mom and dad are kissing
Every day everyone should sit, by a creek and listen
And we see the father of Dylan, hey! Alright!
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5. |
The Rope
04:17
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It's the same bed but it's not the same smell
It's the same loneliness but it's not the same hell
It's the same trash can but it's not the same trash
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
It's the same drug but it's not the same feeling
It's the same dealing but it's not the same wheeling
It's the same campfire but it's not the same ash
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
Everyday! Everyday
It's the same love but it's not the same lover
It's the same friend but it's not the same brother
It's the same cooking but it's not the same joy
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
And it's the same driver but it's not the same car
It's the same drink but it's certainly not the same bar
It's the same man but it's not the same boy
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
Everyday! Everyday
It's the same yard but it's not the same crew
It's the same foot but it's not the same shoe
It's the same A but it's not the same B
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
It's the same joke but it's not the same laugh
It's the same hole but it's not the same half
It's the same you but it's not the same me
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
I'm at the end of the end of the rope
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6. |
30 on 2
03:33
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30 on 2 and a box of blues
I was a loser long before the day that I met you
No one remembers Shakespeare's daughter
Will they make an exception for the publisher's son?
Sunday, baby, and parking is free
I can see your new man looks even worse than me
Did you see his mask grow into his face?
A little death around the eyes and he's gone, gone, gone
Aren't we a little bit older?
Aren't we a little bit older?
Aren't we a little bit older?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It smells so good, I want to eat that fish
As you throw it all away, please don't break that dish
The only calls that I get are from telemarketers
Cause they don't feel bad when they lie, lie, lie
She does drugs instead of entropy
I do her instead of therapy
Half of my friends are one with God
And I guess we'll find out when we die, die, die
Aren't we a little bit older?
Aren't we a little bit older?
Aren't we a little bit older?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dr. Pepper and Sutter Home
It's a cheaper way to waste away alone
She said chicken soup is good for the soul
You ask me how I know she's lying, it's cause she's opening her mouth
Well, it all came around in 2009
Popping little candies with a friend of mine
We made a good run, but he got ahead
I packed my bags and made my way down south.
Aren't we a little bit older?
Aren't we a little bit older?
Aren't we a little bit older?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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7. |
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I heard that you take those bad boys in
Strap 'em all down and give 'em a spin
Teach a bad boy when they misbehave
You say there ain't no soul you can't save
I said, hey babe, why don't you do the same thing to me?
All those doctors and all those lawyers
All those subs and all those voyeurs
CEOs need a woman's touch
They call you mommy when it's all too much
I said, hey babe, why don't you do the same thing to me?
I said, hey babe, I'm down with the entropy
But I'm not doing all that well
Suppose it isn't hard to tell
Bigot is my middle name
So come on baby, bring that shame
Cause this here world ain't near enough
Need half the love and twice the rough
Come on darling, show me something I ain't seen before
Pins and needles do the trick
Stab me if I cum too quick
You can call me daddy if I need a little more
Cause pain will get me back to heaven
Pain will get me back to heaven
Pain will get me back to heaven
A little more, a little more
It's dirty deeds done dirt cheap
I'll see the bill and I'll read and weep
But like the lawyers, just like the doctors
God loves a man who makes his own answers
I said, hey babe, why don't you do the same thing to me?
I said, hey babe, I'm down with the entropy
I said, hey babe, why don't you do the same thing to me?
I said, hey babe, why don't you?
Hey babe, why don't you?
Hey babe, I'm down with the entropy
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8. |
Entropy Pt. 2: Egg Nog
05:43
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Dad and I always make the egg nog
A cup of whiskey to cook the eggs
Egg nog don't excite me no more
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Dad and I always make the stuffing
You just add water, it's easy as pie
Stuffing don't excite me no more
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Dad and I always drive to get the wine
Two buck chuck from the convenience store
Two buck chuck don't excite me no more
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Dad and I always sneak away from the family
And talk about things nobody cares
Sneaking away don't excite me no more
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Cause my dad is in ashes for Christmas
Cause my dad is in ashes
Joy to the world! The lord is come
Let earth receive her king
Let every heart prepare him room
And heaven and nature sing
And heaven and nature sing
And heaven and heaven and nature sing
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9. |
Entropy Pt. 3: Yosemite
03:24
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I was sitting in my room a little bored, a little sad
When the telephone rang, it was a call from my dad
It seemed a little early for him to call, like there's something I'm not knowing
But I answered the phone, I said, "Hey dad, how's it going?"
I was stopped in my tracks as I was slipping on my shoes
It wasn't dad, it was my mom. She said, "I have some very bad news,"
She was crying so loudly, I couldn't hear what she said
And I asked, "Is dad alive?" And she said, "No, dad is dead."
They were hiking with their friends at 13,000 feet
But at three miles in, dad said he felt weak
They took some weight off his pack and kept moving right along
And then dad turned to Glen and said, "My body feels wrong."
So they all agreed to stop for a break and a snack
And dad said, "I don't know why I can't carry this pack."
He sat himself down and said his hands felt numb
No one would have thought that his time had come
He had one last gasp and no more words were said
His body started shaking and his face turned blue and red
And then within an instant it was over and done
They took turns with CPR in the afternoon sun
Then the helicopter came and they strapped him to a gurney
Mom said, "Can you save him?" And they said, "I'm sorry!"
So they flew down the mountain to the coroner there
That's when she called me. I said, It's not fucking fair
la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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10. |
Casio DG-10
02:21
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Oh yeah
In my room I'm a happy boy
Just a play, play, playing with my favorite toy
I don't care about women, I don't care about men
All I care about is my Casio DG-10
All the other kids are playing basketball
I don't give a fuck about them at all
They don't know who I am, but they know where I've been
I've been in my room with my Casio DG-10
I don't wanna go to stupid karate class
I don't wanna go to school where they beat my ass
They call me a loser but I got one friend
It's my Casio DG-10
Safe and sound
In my room
Once again
All alone
Don't need women
Don't need men
All alone
Safe again
Safe again
With my
Casio
With my
Casio
With my
Casio
With my One, Two, One, Two Three Four!
Mom and Dad, they don't understand
I don't need no one else, I'm a one man band
I'm gonna do my chores real fast and then
I'm gonna rock all night with my Casio DG-10
DG-10
DG-10
DG-10
I'm a rockstar now, lookit!
Ladies
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Dylan Rodrigue Santa Clarita, California
under the moon,
into the womb
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