j.f. sowards

LYRICS:tender comrade-- Sail straight, tender comrade; as if you know where to go. Before you wave, you think goodbye; some acknowledgment that this is not at all how you said, the fellowship was never really there; You did more harm than any enemy. Burn bright, headless citizen. Twist the facts, you find us lost as you toss your babies, you rename your days. Play the moment; ride that throne. You welcome these battles until it's your cage that's rattled. A fist full of bread and a cloud of never rest. ____________________________________________________________ _____________________White Tuxedos-- Three ideas cloud your face, falling short of your brain. On this map with no rivers, everyday looks the same. Please don't watch me shake velvet hands. Fat cat friends rattle chains in immaculate jets. White tuxedos on the march; over my dead body. You start stealing all the big scenes; explain: you're just exploring your greed. Invade future ruinous green.______________________________________________________ _____________________So it Goes-- Don't I know. Twin coincidence pointed me. Can't be sure I fell through this trap door before. Over and out; welcome home swinging pendulum. Speak of the gold, but prefer doctored photos of it. Get it And go. What's in it for me, sheep of the week? Yeah, I know; mumbling momentum driving this. Buried by sound, hungry ghosts drunk on joking. So it goes, memorize unfolding fat chance. Head in the clouds, weighing her down. Over and out. All I know: senseless circulate endlessly. Scared to death, stopsign tongue lashing under your bed. Spinning our wheels: too much or too little struggle.___________________________________________________ ______________________Count by Fives-- Slowdive through the trapdoor boredom, we're chauffeured underground. Lose a year in a hall of mirrors; until they had to toss us out. Plunge into a hopeless battle. We're off into the future, running, but there's no one in the race. Punctured, and you're left straight standing on the surface of the moon. Every space I count by fives. Cracked on pills: attack with no warning, as you stir up stupid storms. So pool your love or watch it whither while we blame it on this town._______________________________________________________ __________________________backwards-- Light speed out of nowhere. A champagne funeral by ourselves. Why tell someone? Who cares? Resurrecting what was left. Cursed by big pictures. Sweet schism we prepare. Payday masks unravelling. Expect nothing nowhere.____________________________________________________ __________________________What did you expect?-- Just pulling a string may cause the universe come apart. You're dying to see the deadly damage you can impart. I'm sick of only serving curiosity. It's needling me, how easily you move in the dark. It pleased me to see you; apparently at a loss for words. The vacuum may create a pretty awful scene. You're thinking for me. I lose it, then I figure it out. You're speaking for me, because I would never use these kinds of words. Why won't they recognize this idiocracy?