Audio Of Being

Matthew Good Band Audio Of Being Lyrics
1.Man Of Action

Between the night and day
Lost in the law of averages
What would you know
Unless you'd lived a life of it?

They say the kid sold out,
In love with himself run ragged,
Always looked to be a man of action
Cause that's what the old man
Should have been but
This world it wore him out
This world it wears you out

I dissapeared today
I went under
If only for a second
And i found where the light drown
If you lay down you can dissapear
Altogether

I got me a whore head
I got me a day star
I lost me control of myself
And baby i don't want it back
No i don't want to be like that
If this is us in control of ourselves

Between the night and day
And so few eyes left open
Your forgiveness ain't a neighborhood
That i'm looking to live in
Maybe this world it wore me out


2.Carmelina

Can you feel me slide in?
Can you hear your blood pound?
I will think of you in pieces
I will picture us found
My filthy mouth, well it makes my mom proud
I will bask in our disaster
If it'll phase us out

Hey carmelina
Target practice is for mexico
And i've become spectacular
Which is strange cause i feel dumb

Can you feel me glide in?
Can you make the pig sound?
I will think of you above me always
I will picture us clowns
My filthy mouth
Well it hides my clean selves
I will bask in my disaster
Maybe it'll phase me out


3.Tripoli

Best to smile
Best to squal for daddy
Best to revile
The baby jesus loves the company

Must have lost my mind
When i lost the car keys on my way out
Strange how you're not with me

Where has my head gone?
Where do you hole up to
Mutilate the day from me?
Where has my head gone?
Well i felt it slip away

Best to defile
Best to stay sleeping
In a while
I will awake to be a has been

Must have lost my mind
When i lost your heart key
On my way out
Strange how you're not with me


4.Advertising On Police Cars

Hey mr. chips
How's the wife?
And are the kids still poison?
Do you still eat them?
Been under the gun,
Running the guns
Say how'd this world get so fucking fun
All of a sudden?

Here's a quarter for the phone
Why don't you call someone and find out
How it is we can all belong
To something that no one
Wants any part of
One day you'lll wake up and they'll be
Advertising on police cars
And your death will sell you out
As someone smart,
Somewhat smart

Baby don't get out out of bed,
Just lay back down your pretty head
And they're advertising on police cars

Hey mr. chips,
Had me a notion
Like a burning sky dropped to the ocean
A bitter pill, is it better still
To lay undone your guts for show?
To reconstruct some of your bones?
To turn it up?
When it calls to you will you wake up?

They're advertising on police cars
Your death will sell you out as someone smart,
Somewhat smart
Baby don't get out of bed,
Just lay back down your pretty head
They're advertising on police cars


5.I, The Throw Away

Made a man out of me
A killing machine
Your baby's going to die ma
Your baby's coming home
You know they put a man on the moon
Simply to prove that we all need a place to go
Where we're not known
Where we're not
And to a lesser degree
I can recall breathing easy
But the deficit rolls
Built up i suppose
Picking up the pieces
Of another fucked up reason
For selling of some freedom that was never free
Well, never abseloutely
Never abseloutely

Made a mess out of me
A killing machine
Sometimes when i need them
If i look hard enough to see them
I can find my feet
As i push against gravity
In and out of having them been
Led by defeat
So one more time's all i need


6.Truffle Pigs

Don't fail me now
Don't you even fucking think it
We're dead somehow
But somehow we're still breathing
The secret's out
But it's too loud to think it
Whatever drowns the counting machines out
That drive you to eat shit
Damn i'll bring them to their knees

Don't leave me now
Don't you even fucking think it
I'm not myself
But somehow i'm still being him
The secret's out
But it's too loud to think it
Whatever drowns the truffle pigs out
That drive you to eat shit
Damn i'll bring them to their knees
Jenn i'll bring them to their knees


7.Fall Of Man

You pray for the sheep
I get closer to hell
I stand on the hill
Then i run down
I look in your eyes
You look for your price
You beg me to stop
But i was never that nice

Never did mind about the little things
We'll stick to the plan
The fall of man

You pray for the sheep
Look forward to hell
Go live on the hill
No one comes down
I look in your eyes
You look for some teeth
Like nickels at night
Left under the sheets

Never did mind about the little things
We'll stick to the plan
The fall of man

What you don't know won't kill you


8.Under The Influence

I dreamed i was a pigeon
Slipping through the heavens like a 747
Everyone left down below
Locked in a house of my invention
Learning the don'ts of fire prevention
If i roast marshmallows over their bodies
Do you think god will still find their souls?

Just want to be like we used to
Under the influence
Just want to see like we used to
Under the influence

I dreamed i was a white tip slipping through the pacific
My heart for a shipwreck and your legs left down below
Some things they come, all things they go
And there ain't nothing like exploding
If you've got something to explode


9.Rat Who Would Be King

Even a blind squirrel finds a nut once in a while
Once you're in you're pretty much fucked
When i was the rat
The rat who would be king
I imagined typhoid and us alone
Always us alone
And i've waited on the sidelines all this time
And i've a grenade
With our names scratched on the side
But that's love
And you know that love's not enough

Crawl from the sea
Wait for some thumbs
A greatness to breed
Build the mall of america
When i was rat
The rat would be king
I imagined ashes and us alone
Always us alone
And i've waited on the sidelines all this time
And i've a grenade
With our names scratched on the side
But that's just love
And you know that love's not enough


10.Anti-pop

Do do do
Do do do
Do do do
Do do do
Let's get the party started
All born to stay up late
No one gets out of this one
No one gets out of this

Got a life from life on tv
Two eyes that stay in my skull
Long enough to start belive
If you give it up they'll love you for it
Give them blood and they'll love you for it

You're not my girl
You're just tired

Do do do
Do do do
Do do do
Do do do

Let's get the party started
All born to stay up late
No one gets out of this one
No one gets out of this

You're not my girl
You're just tired

Give it up and they'll love you for it
Give them blood and they'll love you for it

You're not my girl
You're just tired

Do do do
Do do do
Do do do
Do do do


11.Workers Sing A Song Of Mass Production

He snuck out of the city
The night it had come early
She always used to say
Life's a dirty business
So why not do it while
The world's in bed
And there's a fake part of me
That comes off so you can read
I was made by the taiwanese in taiwan
But they don't like that much
Because it's called formosa

He snuck into the city
The dawn it had come early
She always used to say
Life's a dirty business
So just be a prick and do it while
The world's awake


12.Sort Of A Protest Song

I can't remember 1989
I can't remember what you look like
Cause i was dimed
Wasn't the whole world at the time?
A robot heart for my sleep in girl
She knows cpr so i can come back to life
Ya i can come back to life

I had me a vision
I was a fireman in a time of fires
And i was paralyzed
A robot heart for a theme park world
Whatever keeps us alive
Whatever keeps claim to us being civilized

I can't remember 1989
I try but i forget what you look like
Baby i ain't dimed
But ya, it still keeps me up at night
A robot heart for a robot boy
Who dreamed he was a lion

Our lives in these empty spaces aside
I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun
I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run
Tonight i'm going to go out and have me some fun
I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun
Baby, no pain, no gain