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Purity
06:36
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the purity of god lives on
in my lover when she sings her song
childhood in love all around me
lulling my brain back to sleep
love believes, a cousin of monogamy.
fire the gun, just when it teethes.
I brought my anecdotal scorn
and placed my lips on every scar that you’ve ever born
maybe the real me only lives between the sheets
my schizophrenic great aunt lives inside of me
Mother Nature take this course away from me
I no longer want to be free
Mother Nature place me back on the high road
memory is all that I know
I’m a bad influence on myself
pour gasoline on my mental health
I think I finally understand immortality
never-ending faith and love through my teeth
a magic trick born in the next room
I think my ego’s getting too big for it’s womb
helplessly devoted to being a groom
but I’ll find my way out of Babylon soon
I’m a bad influence on myself
pour gasoline on my mending health
I think I finally understand immortality
never-ending faith in love through my teeth
don’t try and analyze this
You strike a deal every time that we kiss
Sacrifice my past for a promise
Be vulnerable , don’t be helpless
Well here’s the part that I’ve been waiting for
Wear sorries on my sleeve and leave shame at the door
Come to me!
(Come to me)
Hold me!
(Hold me)
Through the bad dreams!
(through the bad dreams)
If only I knew just how to live
If I didn’t take pride in how much I give
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2. |
San Francisco
03:28
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I can tell from my mothers tone
my father set off on his own
to my sister out in San Francisco
when the money comes that’s where I’ll go
Kiss me longer my love
cut me off when I talk too much
watch the fire from my window
break every heart in San Francisco
take the long way around
when my body starts to break down
hungover across America
Does she finally understand ephemera
A new ocean the same old sun
Maybe I’ll always hold my fathers gun
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3. |
Little Things
02:48
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My best friends a socialist
When the mood becomes suggestive
He hides out in a bathrobe
Counting up hearts that he stole
There’s a screw loose in my head
Since the day I started walking
Fill it with stats and compazine
Play Roger Clemens in my dreams
Feel like Dylan went electric
Just to make posers lose their shit
A blue pickup down the wrong way
A renegade ex pat and sorbet
Nail Waterboys at karaoke
In flower sheets please hold me
Finally understand dream lover
A looking glass of the boy wonder
Give it up
For the little things
On my way to
the little things
Thank you for the
Little things
I fell in love with the little things
I think that i’ll skip the fire
Now I understand desire
Eyes open wide in the A.M
Good friends around the bend
I’ll get drunk at my fathers funeral
I know a secret that they don’t know
My sister got married in her room
I don’t think I’ll see her soon
Give it up
For the little things
On my way to
the little things
Thank you for the
Little things
I fell in love with the little things
Steal 2nd in 04 awake from my slumber
Drive dads Plymouth change the plate number
Tattoo amen dunes so I’ll love forever
Wake up kiss the face of the simple pleasure
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4. |
Gentle
03:56
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Constance talks, she says to me
Doctors pills they fill my body
Constance hides out in my bed
A church on fire in her head
Andalusia pose for the camera
hand up the skirt you bought for 3 dollars
Appropriate and claim that you’re a witch
Thank god you look like Stevie nicks
Be gentle my love
be gentle my love
Hand to god they’re framing me for the murder
Of the holy man who invented bitters
Suck the venom through my ring finger
Reminisce cucking the British post punk singer
Maybe I’ll always be
The boy who out drank baz in the hotel lobby
Promise me the next 25
I’ll quit taking the piss out of being alive
be gentle my love
be gentle my love
Be gentle my love
One night is enough
Kiss my eyes and leave me
A promised land of something sweet
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5. |
King of Pentacles
03:16
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Card of constriction
Suffocate ambition
Stop atoning freely
The soils rich
In gethsamene
Oh mystic woman
Tell me that I’m worth it
A lesson I should’ve learned long ago
But pride comes and it goes
Is there hope for the future?
Wedding bells and conjecture
I’ll pray at the statue
Of the weeping mother
Well the king of pentacles is just a card
To tell me that I’ve been too hard
I’ve bled and I’ve cried
sang about how I almost died
Maybe I start singing about
How I survived
My good friends by my side
Finally use my eyes
On her hair in the sunrise
She’s beautiful
And so am I
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6. |
Sick Man Pastoral
04:14
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May 4th 1886
Long live the dead anarchists
Monetize your basement secrets
I’ll wash my hands of this
Serial killer arterial
I know what parliaments are for
I’ll ride parallel
To our raging hells
The pitch black resurrection
Of Sierra passing away
A list of everything that moves
And everything that stays
A dog collar on the beach
Your new lipstick on your teeth
She says she’s the new Odyssey
So be good to me
Divine enemies
The devil lives in Arcadia
Sip sisters ambrosia
Sick mother paranoia
Your bedroom tachycardia
A broke down Karmann Ghia that’s all wrapped up in plastic
In bum fuck California
I awake to a papulose liver call you up and scream
Fuck the pageantry and the gun salute I’m bleeding out
In the gift shop bathroom
Sense the evil in my half Windsor noose
Walking home cut myself loose
This is what it felt like at 23 when I lost my shit at grackle creek
Washed in lamplight and silky smooth tendrils
In that moment I knew I could kill
Sincerity balks
a guilty man walks on revolution eve
To a bridge collapsing
oh when I send up the flares and crane my neck up towards the celestial
I’ll play the sober mans Nero
Kiss your rosy cheeks while American piano bleeds
Trash your moms place, Milwaukees best
An empty womb in your Sunday best
KYRIE ELEISON
in the final moments of the film, right after teenage celebrity drug induced tragedy, I conjure a future of domesticity
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7. |
Part Time Famous
04:14
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Part time famous
Crossroads of my years
Part time famous
Dimly lit tears
Part time famous
Wasting my good years
Part time famous
Crushed dreams and veneers
They try and dress me up in men’s clothes
There’s no such thing as men’s clothes
There’s only suits and ties and what they signify
Your fantasy has been crucified
They try and force me into a career
well there’s no such thing as a career
There’s only submission to television
I don’t wanna watch no more
Part time famous
l will dress the part
Part time famous
Cashed out from the start
Part time famous
I will act the part
Part time famous
There’s beauty in my heart
Oh my god I think I finally understand style
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I’m a stranger to myself, but she knows me
This is not my face that I created empty
Thin breath to the earth
All I have is chemicals
Misuse my finances in the name of self care
The dying days of social media I’m prepared
Haven’t you heard that I’m no good for me
Body heat and Easter sweet
Bible Belt America wet dream
Carnival boys drinking gasoline
The county jail where me and Jesus meet
Claim my throne in the outer reach
In the Vatican washing my feet
Drink up boys this is enough
A lobotomized sense of your parents love
Read to me from the book of the dead
Love saves the radio said
Dueling breakdowns in the park
Rorschach bullshit in my heart
The sky is blue and blue is not sky
Behavior and experience through the careless eye
The real me I’ll never know
Always a child born ex nihilo
But right now
I know
Burn the
Dark halo
Right now
I love
All that
You are
Haven’t you heard that I’m loves new king
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9. |
Honey
07:38
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Honey
She’s got first Corinthians 13
Tattooed next to notre dame burning
Honey
Tell me that’s your real name
Drown the fish and learn to dance I’ll do the same
Honey
I’m your biggest fan
Sharpen the knife in your mouth I’ll keep up best I can
Honey
Pose for the camera
Hike up the skirt you stole from lucid dreaming monomania
Honey
Help me understand
2 years a good son I’m still a bad man
There’s a world outside but not for me and you
4 walls and door I’m still in love with you
Head on my head honey your love is true
Honey uses a ribbon to tie me to a tree
She says cut yourself loose I’m sick of memory
Watched them kill that dog I’m next I think
When he pointed the gun I was already free
A parking lot in the snow I’m a thief
Wino in a Cassock crying to a priest
Sweet honey don’t worry about me
The scar on my hip is my new philosophy
When you talk about love do you talk about me
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10. |
Back West
01:28
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11. |
Honey Bunny
03:29
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There’s a man on the other side of the street
Few winters back he blew off his cheek
The money man shakes his head and ignores it
skipped out on Vietnam so he wouldn’t have to see that shit
My miracle soul is singing
My miracle soul is singing
The death of American family
for my sweet honey bunny
Well Annie drives a fast car she says it’s alright
My honey bunny says the roads make more sense at night
Dropped out of art school to protest and revolutionize
The pearls that she stole shine a fear into her eyes
My honey bunny likes when she can see my bones
Sticking out my chest leave my angled spine alone
I shoot the money man in his face but its alright
Honey bunny knows the backroads better at night
My miracle soul is singing
My miracle soul is singing
the death of American family
my sweet honey bunny
My miracle soul is singing
My miracle soul is singing
Put the blame on me
My sweet honey bunny
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12. |
Emma Brighter
03:58
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Remember this place
We used to talk about it
Like it was some far off dream
Remember this face
We used to get drunk about it
The biker bar on 114
Still count the days
I don’t wanna talk about it
Smell the rot before I’m clean
There’s a right way
and there’s a wrong way
I’m sitting somewhere in between
We hold our stare
On the bridge
Just keep driving I'll learn to forgive
Say goodbye
never got the chance to get it right
She’s just fine
isn’t that worst part
Emma keeps the lights down low
Kiss me soft before you go
The tragedy of growing old
It’s in my blood it’s in our oath
I wanna live longer than my consequences
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13. |
Muchacho
03:35
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You broke my heart muchacho
when you rode off and didn’t look back
Only way to love the music
It can’t end if it never starts
You were the only one who knew
What I was going through
Because you put me there
Oh you put me there
We stole your old mans money
Just to outdrive the state police
Scam the evil man on the corner
Out of his bag and his 9 piece
The corpse in his eyelids
Were singing along
To some watered down nomad honkey tonk song
Well you sang it first
Oh you sang it first
muchacho sang it first
in the 74 duster
Muchacho’s in command
doing donuts in the desert
God bless the wayward man
Well you took me there
Oh you took me there
you took me there
muchacho...
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