Corruption and English majors all around me

by Moral Straightjacket

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released November 16, 2012

Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Eric Mileham @ Noise Pollution Studios Anaheim, CA Oct. 13-14, 2012

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Track Name: Argyle straightjacket
Too many emails sitting in drafts
My lifestyle warrants a laugh
Another meal in a parking lot
Words are spoken without thought

Your dress is moving with the wind
Darling, be my Marilyn
Too Catholic to live in sin, too Irish to live in happiness

Invite me in, but not to sit
Call me late, but not for a visit
I'm drunk and you're sober, and you're drunk and I'm sober
Don't call me with a: "Can I come over?"

Your dress is moving with the wind
Darling, be my Marilyn
Too Catholic to live in sin, too Irish to live in happiness

My book waits on a shelf, but I can't read when you're awake

Lie with me, with my back to you
I'll lie with you, with your back to me

Your dress is moving with the wind
Darling, be my Marilyn

I'll lie with you, with your back to me...
Lie with me with my back to you
Track Name: Holy animal
God, I'm horrible
But I can lie in this cell all day

Inside out, backwards, and the car can't go faster
I've placed my hopes, in the trust of disaster
For better or for worse

This is the voice of the herald beheaded:
"Soon you'll be home, you'll be in my arms."
I meant no harm, I mint nothing but harm

So can you hear that message? Can you take a message?

God, you can't be real, so I'll carry this weight
On the shoulders of my head
You're a merry-go-round
And that red circle isn't ringing
It's screaming!

'Til death does its part
And the car won't go faster, sweeping by
And my life can't grow faster, just weeding by

Eat your fear, with its bitter sweetness
Taste that pure, unforgiving meanness

Single purposed solutions for wounded moral confusion
Content smile and a sneaking glance of hushed purpose
I'll lie in this cell all day
Trapped, shameful animals
Simple wants, unfulfilled
Track Name: I've been wrestling with some pretty taboo...
I cannot tell you, it's confidential.
Track Name: Oahu (b)
Not a broken bone in my body, except for the one...
Yeah, just that one.
Track Name: Sometimes life goes south
Six month march to my own exile
Now I'm all alone, save for this city
Golden gates speak while you stay silent
Brick walkways don't ask for my pity
Desert sands? No, no not here
I'd really prefer them to all this green
And I know that you'd agree

I lose myself in the view from my window
Forget my room is full of piss filled bottles
The earth is flat, and I won't step out
For fear of falling off
Leave the blinds wide open
So the morning sun can peer right in

Six month march to my own exile
Now I'm all alone, save for this city
Golden gates speak while you stay silent
Brick walkways don't ask for my pity
But this city has been without hot water
For three whole weeks
They say that when it rains it pours
Well another cold shower, is just what I need

I lose myself in the view from my bed
Forget my room is filled with piss filled bottles
The earth is flat, and I won't step out
For fear of falling off
Leave the blinds wide open
So the morning sun can sear right in

Let's just be honest and sit in silence
Because what doesn't need to be said
Doesn't need to be said