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suburbanexploration.mp4
01:39
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set off on your exploration in the late evening of a sunday that marks the end of the hot days
begin with the larger roads, then quickly move to twisting offshoots
do not be afraid of cul-de-sacs, but avoid dead ends
and ignore all traffic signals
because these are things which no longer apply
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fourth sphere
00:57
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reality died a little ways back
and its taking us a bit to catch up with that fact
the tethers that hold us down aren't even there
if we stopped caring what some dead guys thought was fair
contradiction's the law
there's no sheriffs in town
the whole field is ours
we can burn it all down
if we stop trying to retread the paths of the past
logic is a chain when freedom's within grasp
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neo-paverist
01:51
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the surface of the earth is far too green
there's far too many bug and critters, plants and leaves and trees
lots and lots of things all trying to make a life round here
but there's nothing quite as stunning as a perfect black sphere
pave the earth
when all the cities move underground
car will be free to drive around at near the speed of sound
asphalt and gasoline will freely flow
if you aren't lucky enough to get a car, you'll mine tar down below
pave the earth
every hill and mountain will be leveled
the oceans will be nuked and then filled in
they say we have 8 years
i say whats done is done
so fuck it, we'll just cover it up and have a bit of fun
pave the earth
pave the earth
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pyre
04:25
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(here and there you will see an old prickly-haired woman
bending over the kitchen table
clearing away the plates after the KKK meeting has ended
or was it a tupperware party?
and all have gone to their own home sweet homes)
apathetic open maw
gristled teeth, unhinged jaw
witty cowards stand their ground
same spot later, nothing found
stand in line, do your due
bills piled up, noxious fumes
hall of power ornament
veins pump oil, congealed cement
judges pass down their decrees
nothing free will remain free
god will do as god will do
sews the spine, smears the glue
it's ok, it'll be fine
wash up beach, cough up brine
collect yourself, take it in
air is hell, flee back in
the ocean kills, so do they
freak and sin will have their day
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i'm not really sure how to cope
with the noise around me and the thoughts of rope
one of those i have been told will go away
if i just take it slow, just take it day by day
but that doesnt work, in fact it makes it worse
don't wanna have to get high as a matter of course
but nothing else seems to clear my mind
if there is an answer i haven't been able to find it
i can't open up, let anybody in
cause they will see my faults and they will see my sins
this inability is in itself a fault
if they try to get close they hit a fucking wall
i hide myself from view, always just out of frame
hard not to run away, find a new place and name
i've done it before and i'll do it again
why cant i be ok
why cant i just be a good friend
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dogoda
02:36
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an unstable warm front rolls in
trees bend, paying their respects to the goddess passing through
the birds frantically prepare for whats to come
so do i
the first drop falls as i knock on your front door
i wait
the leaves fall
i wait
and think of better times than these
i wait
we used to know each other so well
it's been a minute
i hear movement from inside and i hear the lock click
the door swings open
sudden second thoughts
we take a second to take each other in
you speak first, you invite me to come in
lets just get this over with
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hard sex, harder drugs
00:37
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you're strong and brave, you don't need to be saved
got everything under control
don't let the mask slip, if you do
people will see the real you
and you don't want that
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i found a little place to sit underneath a tree
i'm high as hell and still don't know what it means to be me
i'm far away in space and time from everything i know
take off my glove and write a little message in the snow
i don't know what i want, i don't know how to be
trying hard just not to die can't be all there is for me
why does a bullet sing my name
why is all i want to quit
i'll tell myself there's something more
i know i'm full of shit
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dissolution
00:59
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what does it feel like to know whats real
whats it like to just feel what you feel
what is it like not having to be on constant guard
whats it like to be whole and uncharred
im so fucking tired man, i dont know what to do
tired of never being able to discern the truth
why am i like this, what unforgivable sin did i commit
to deserve any of this shit
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hcf;
01:58
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flaking on my friends i want nothing more than to see
their head shakes, my hand shakes, i wish i had more i could bring
how can i show them how much i care for them if i can't be open at all
nothing's improving, everyone is moving on, at least it's not far to fall
if you need me i'll be here sitting in my room alone again
trying to feel love but i can't rise above
i'm giving up on life again
people reach out and i don't respond, i wanna be sorry but i cant
because an apology without a change is worth nothing
instead i log on and i banter
with people who will never care about me half as much as you
at the end of the day i lay alone in my twin sized bed. fuck. what do i do
if you need me i'll be here sitting in my room alone again
trying to feel love but i can't rise above
i'm giving up on life again
i thought that i was getting better
i was wrong
if you need me i'll be here sitting in my room alone again
trying to feel love but i can't rise above
i'm giving up on life again
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this world wasn't made for people like you and me
active hostility keeps us bottom of the hierarchy
they want our bodies cold when we just wanna chill
they're a death cult, i guess that makes us the hill
we're all that we've got
so i'll give you all i got
hate to say it but it's important we understand
no helps coming, allies just give us handshakes, not a hand
so bomb your local transphobes house (make sure they're home)
give a fascist a lead kiss to the dome
we're all that we've got
so i'll give you all i got
we're all that we've got
so show me what you got
what we got is what we got
and i think that we've got a shot
if we stay together, keep it tight
do the deed and steal into the night
bricks with bricks, huns with guns
fascist transphobes on the run
trannies filled with righteous hate
fuck the church fuck the state
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