Life Like

The Rosebuds Life Like Lyrics
1.Life Like

I know a clean way out, the vandals made it low
The day so lean, the nighttime slips in a song
There was a shot way out, down past Varina
I burn my bed and run naked in the Winter

Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, consider my life,
I'm wild but I'm not free

By all accounts it was a heavy snow
Brown is black by contrast I'm aglow
I hear, 'Wait. You! I'm a man, you're the beast!'
But I'm just running so how can that be?

Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, consider my life
I'm wild but I'm not free
Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, believe me my eyes,
There's a thousand left like me

Reconstruct my body, capture me in flight
Glue in resin marbles, give me shiny eyes
Life like


2.Cape Fear

As I remember, I had one eye for a head
Making up my third-degree-burn bed
There's a baby catfish to be fed
But I turned him loose instead
Shaky shaky shaky shaky
Holler at me, give me updates
Heard another catfish ate a man
They got a search team going in
Shaky shaky shake all right

At the first lock of the old Cape Fear
At the first lock of the old Cape Fear
At the old Cape Fear all right


3.Border Guards

The hot and dusty road is where all things fall apart
You were my sleep waitress in this baking trailer park
On a calm March night, they left their drunken shouts behind
And carried you away to find work, a better life
I hear the stars talking from the tin roof of my home
Placing bets on the emigrants on how far they might go
I wonder where you are, are you out there all alone?
We can dance without a mask, just come back from where you've
gone
I wonder where you are, did you ever make it through?
The desert was a curse, lying still in wait for you
There's a coldness where you walked, and a silence in my yard
How can I not see you now? Goddamn the border guards.


4.Bow To The Middle: Religion Of Politics

Chorus:
Hey yeah, walk to the middle and bow to the middle
Hey yeah, walk to the left and bow to the middle
Hey yeah, walk to the right and bow to the middle
Hey yeah, walk all around and bow to the middle

When the devil came down here, he sang so good
And his voice was too sincere to be untrue

Chorus

We yelled and cussed our chains it did no good
If you dance to the devil's voice, you're the devil too

Chorus


5.Nice Fox

nice fox don't tempt the old owl in the tree
(and it don't mean nothing at all)
stay out of the busy street
(and it don't mean nothing at all)

nice fox don't dance on the oyster shells
(and it don't mean nothing at all)
don't tease the neighbour's dog
(and it don't mean nothing at all)

don't dig up the dandelions
(and it don't mean nothing at all)
don't scratch up my old screen door
(and it don't mean nothing at all)

don't make the old rock barn your home
(and it don't mean nothing at all)
you know it's rotting away in itself
(and it don't mean nothing at all)

i found you dead under there all alone
(and it don't mean nothing at all)
so i wrote 'nice fox' on a wooden cross
(and it don't mean nothing at all)

'nice fox' on a wooden cross
(and it don't mean nothing at all)

nice fox
(and it don't mean nothing at all)
nice fox
(and it don't mean nothing at all)


6.Another Way In

In around the hive it's always loud
Burning brandy rushes noisy cloud
Trace one mark for knowledge, two more down for sin
I know there's another way in

Old books to deconstruct your smile
Grab on to your lash, bat me around
Floor planks for tuxedo, a banister for veil
I know there's another way in

Carve out inroads to somewhere no one knows
Carve out inroads to somewhere no one knows

I'll spin cages for a mouth
Teeth in hand loose bricks falling out
If you don't love me now I'll die from inside out
I know there's another way in


7.Concordia Military Club

Trapped up in my keeper's room, the pride of the circus tent
Brought there for my safety, to hide among the made-up beds
Outside magic filled the carefree eastern streets
I could feel a stomach churn beneath the polished teak
They all dressed as swallows with feathers in their hair
And all that night they laughed and danced
While the walls shook the gas chandeliers

I trumpeted and I roared, but no one seemed to hear
Shoulder blades beneath the water slid closer every year
Men in suits proudly talked of the pointed peak
Pillars of flames built armies who were hungry and had to eat
They all dressed as swallows and songbirds bearing gifts
And I could feel it in my bones
Something out there somewhere had to give

Narrows canals no longer flow, and nothing happens here
And even in the afterlife an elephant can't forget
Skull and bones of a Bengal tiger wash in the sea
A reminder of that August night when the Island disappeared
They all dressed as swallows and songbirds on that eve
Falls of ashes pouring down as the ocean turned into a
milk-white sea


8.Hello Darlin

Hello Darlin, I'm wondering what y'all are doing tonight.
Writing me, I hope. Darlin, don't work much. I'm okay and I hope
to be back home soon.


9.Black Hole

When scientists made it and all was destroyed
My little diary was all that survived
Carries seeds of corruption, of beauty and lies
An ugly little fruit, all alone
Scrapes across unknown dust along the way
Becoming striated to announce where it's been
Carries seeds of corruption, of beauty and lies
Out of context, all alone
Maybe it never finds another to tell
Infinite misses with meaning instead


10.In The Backyard

I heard it time and time before, the preacher's digging in our
backyards in the dead of night. Looking for the demon boards to
put them out there on the front porch like it came back to life.
Yeah, like it came back to life. 'Some folks say it's just a
toy, but that board game can take your soul away,' I heard my
mother say it. 'It's a gateway to the underworld,' my old
Baptist preacher swore as he took our family's tithes away. And
once in a while, you can hear him digging in our backyards.
Yeah, in the backyards. And once in a while, you can hear him.
We are desperate boys and girls and we all need to ask our Ouija
boards what the spirits have to say. Churches bought stock and
stopped their wars and Jim Morrison talked again to all the goth
kids from his grave. And once in a while you can hear him howl
in the backyard.