The Sounds Wrong E.P.

1. The Dirty Sea (Koski/Dison)

Nothing Comes over me
Nothing like inspiration
Not even on the seaside
No Fantasies to ration
The swell looks mighty slim,
And the water level's down
The dirty sea adds to the junk I’m in
Until the sun creeps up the sound

And then I’m outright broken
Disgusted and outspoken
My drinks are watered down and sick,
Like my old man's tired convictions
Nobody has a hold on me

At dusk it looks mighty dim
And the lights fire up the beach
I don't feel much like a swim
'cause I’m afraid of the dirty sea
The swell looks mighty slim
And the water levels, they're all down
The dirty sea adds to the junk I’m in
Until the sun creeps up the sound
I wake myself hastily
In time for the break of day
The air smells sweet by the sea
It stinks of my old memories
I try to grab hold of things
Of anything I can reach
But I’m only swatting at air
Staring blankly at the dirty sea

2. Stupid Lullabies (Koski)

Cigarette ashes
And tickets to free dances
A buck bottle of wine
Under a minute of my time
I'll give you all that I have, son
It may be less than I have, son
Don't cut the lines that border us, son
Don't waste my time
You're no son of mine
I've got so many errands to run, son
Fraternize with poker buddies and
Their cash, son
I spent the better part of my life
Singing you stupid lullabies
And handcuffed tight behind my back
Under your mother's watchful eye
God rest her soul
And God bless a wasted life


3. L.O.V.E. I Hate You (Bonnel)

Your selfishness is horrid
And your beauty is queen
Puts the pain gut-wrenching
And the grass a sickly green
The troubles of youth
Have got your hair in a mess
And when you speak there's
length in excess
About your storm and stress

Our love was never sacred
Kept me figuring out what to do
L-O-V-E, I hate you

There's blood on the frosting
When you cut the cake
The meaning lies much deeper
You're a big mistake
Let me count the ways
On the squirming centipede
You'll never find what you're
looking for
With these insatiable needs

Your passion is a pesticide
The birds and bees are never in my trees
You'll never find what you're looking for
With these insatiable needs
The trouble of youth
Have got your hair in a mess
When you speak
There's length in excess
About your storm and stress

4. Greg’s Love Song (Bonnel/Koski/McEntee)

There aint nothing good about saying good-bye
There aint nothing fair about saying farewell
There aint nothing better than my baby
So go to hell

There aint nothing wrong about what you're doing
I didn't say anything about stopping your screwing
And if you don't like my baby
I'm gonna put the boot in

5. Sounds Wrong (Bonnel) Devious Means (B. Childish)

The Devil Dog
Has got you pinned to the ground
you try so many ways
and you look how that sounds
You got me telling me the difference
between night and day
I thank the lord
I wouldn't have it any other way

If these things sound wrong to you
well they should

Jehovah’s witness and the setting sun
He gave me a leaflet
I gave him my gun
He fears for my life
He's afraid of my son
I got down on my knees
And I kissed his polished tongues

I heard I was a member of the I.C.F.
I eat vermicelli,
but I’m Irish at best
I Shoot for the stars
And I fuck the moon
If the lighthouse gets in the way
I'll curse it too

     
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