3 posts tagged “adlib”
[lyrics written around 1994]
reference earlier blog on 'anti-love songs'
icicle love
I dont feel as cold as i do when I'm with you
it took millions of years to form these stalagmites
in this cave
it took only two seconds for our love to grow cold
our love to grow old
our love went molded
on Jefferson street
walk my feet live my lips and brush my teeth
cause I'm walkin' on jefferson street
icicle love where you live
I look at your house
i see that its on fire
Im walkin up icicle love puts it out real fast
startle me as you walk down the street
spilling the beer all over my new shirt
my new shirt smells like beer
the stain over where it says no fear
i feel like i love you
but i feel real cold when i do
i know i should just pack up and move
whos that man youre with
its probably your brother
I know you wouldnt cheat on me I know you wouldnt cheat
come to think of the consequence
your brother isnt alive anymore he is not
veitnam war took him
I wish I died with him
I never thought i'd hate you so much
now we are married and we have beautiful children
I never thought I would hate you so much
feel as I get colder
the icicle on my beard
the cornflakes on my shoestrings
the beer on my hair
I smell like pigeon powder
and I dont where i got my fear
and i think i'm going to melt with my hate
icecile love
puts it out real fast
blast from the past
I think i like it
come on give me a spade
ones thats black
instead i didnt get it
I got an icecile with a wreath behind it
with a temple dedicated to the god of hate
the god of hate is the same as the god of love
icicle love
my lips freezin
my tongue stickin to the mail box
here i am standin naked with my tongue on the mailbox
here i am naked and I dont love you
i dont love you, i dont love you
without my icicle
icecream man goes to dairy queen buys him a sundae
i stand behind i say do you have some of that icicle love
the woman winks and says ya thats me
I said get away from me
she said wanna get married
I said lets have three
three what she said
three kids gosh darn it
we are going to have icecilce babies from our icicle love
lets go icicle communion
at the pentecostal church down the road
ah ya
dont stick your nose in the air
dont stick it too high
you might smell some stuff that doesnt smell all too appetizing
no it doesnt
my retarded son puked all over the floor
it got moldy and it melted and the rats came home for dinner
the cows left one evening went to mass and never returned
all i have left is my chick
and my icicle love
icicle love, ya
icicle ya, love
if the wilderness could breath on my shoes and make em clean again
like the wilderness could breath on my heart and make it beat again
im a naked skeleton
Im a naked gem
im a naked gemstone
and I know
not much at all
not much at all, ya
not mucha ya, all
icicle love, meow
[intro brought to you by miller genuine draft]
cold white sheet
play upon your rules
cold white sheets
despite us
if it feels like
the cruelist rain
you might be listening to
this side of you
how do you reinvent away
that which is just an image
that which in your youth
gave you a reason
gave you hope
but now chemicals
are just about all you have
in mind
and all you can do
is take your time
and find when
its time
to banish
your mind and
drink it all away
[soul escapes]