Left for Dead (2008) Lyrics
Trail of Sadness
(Lyrics: Chuck Cleaver / Music: Cleaver, Wussy)
Trail of sadness
Following the breadcrumbs to your door
And I remember
Your family doesn’t live there anymore
I remember
Making faces in the window glass
Mid September
Making fun of us as days flew past
Light My Fire
Always playing on the radio
My desire
Always so afraid of letting go
Trail of sadness
Following the breadcrumbs to your door
And I remember
Your family doesn’t live there anymore
At the curtain
I’ll be proud to say you were my friend
And I’m certain
There never will be one like you again
Rigor Mortis
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
We can go out to the country
I will let you drive my car
It’s not so hard as you imagine
And the trip is not too far
Here’s the cure for rigor mortis
Here’s the place that you call home
There are voices in you yet that
Haven’t made their presence known
I will smuggle something in to get me through
I’m resigned and I can’t win this fight with you
I’m not laughing at you, baby
You’re so worried all the time
I could not replace her
Much as I would try to change your mind
I will smuggle something in to get me through
I will sling the epithets at everyone but you
We can go out to the country
You can drive my car around
We will drive away from nothing
And count crosses that I’ve found
I will smuggle something in to get me through
I will sling the epithets at everyone but you.
Mayflies
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
Take this bread and take this cup
It’s no fun being runner up
Never meant to be so mean
First time comes for everything
Like this blood on my hands
And the mark on my head
And the memory of someone I left for dead
Angels just won’t let it be
Always picking fights with me
Catch your tiger by the heel
Trade it for a solid meal
And the clothes on your back
And this voice in my head
And the memory of someone I left for dead
Mayflies cloud the summer skies
Flying fast to their demise
Spindle legged against the sun
Guess you’re not the only one
With this blood on my hands
And this voice in my head
And the memory of someone I left for dead
Millie Christine
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
Millie Christine’s so pretty
Standing back to back and side to side
I know the way already
I’d sure love to take you for a ride
You say it won’t kill you
Like it killed your friends
But now I’m not so sure
Say what you will
But you’re still haunted by the things
You never were
When you’re asleep
And all the morning air
Is heavy with the dew
”Two Headed Nightingale”
Will sing their pretty songs
For me and you
Look at you standing there
You’re built so sturdy like a pioneer
I’d like to climb right up
And ride you very far away from here
The carpenter ants are eating through
The hollow logs behind the house
Put on your pants and comb your hair
We’re getting up and heading south
When you’re asleep
And all the morning air
Is heavy with the dew
”Two Headed Nightingale”
Will sing their pretty songs
For me and you
Killer Trees
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
Fast asleep, fast awake
They reach down so they can shake me
In their arms, in their hair
Fast enough to disappear
Fruit of the spirit on the trees
Milk and honey in the breeze
So much I can’t hold it in
Love is running down my chin
Get me out, cut me down, get me out
As often as you take this sip
Locks around your fingertips
Tied up in the weeping leaves
Do this and remember me
I can’t find him for the trees
I think they’ll get there before me
Now they’ve got him by the hair
The prince is hanging in mid air
Get him out, cut him down, get him out
Three times through the beating heart
This is how things fall apart
Guess I thought I saw you smile
Tell the king I’ll be a while
I can’t find him for the trees
Milk and honey in the breeze
So much I can’t hold it in
Love is running down my chin
Get me out, cut me down, get me out
Jonah
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
Sometimes I like to think about
The stars that cover you
How they burn out one by one
Until another day is through
You came by when I was sleeping
To unveil your newest plan
We could get to know each other
In the back seat of your van tonight
Angels sing around you
In a chorus all night long
And you transcribe their expressions
In the morning with a song about it
A little swallowed whole
And spat back up on solid ground
I’m the Jonah at the party
And you’re nowhere to be found
So it’s you and me St. Patrick’s Day
And our unlikely plan
We could get to know each other
In the backseat of your van tonight
Angels sing around you
In a chorus all night long
And you transcribe their expressions
In the morning with a song about it
What’s-His-Name
(Words: Chuck Cleaver, Lisa Walker / Music: Cleaver, Wussy)
I’ve got a phantom limb
It’s getting my attention even though there’s really nothing to say
It belongs to him
And it isn’t my intention but I think about it every day
I’d like to cut it off
Throw it in the river baby, send it to a watery grave
Honey I’m in love
And you’re in bed with what’s-his-name
I’ve got an axe to grind
And you’d better swallow hard
You know your upper hand is on my list
I’m not the hurtin kind
But you’ve gone beyond the limit and I really can’t go like this
Honey shake it off, you’re drinking your own poison now
And choking on the way that we were
Baby I’m in love
But I knew you’d rather be with her
Here baby take wheel
And try to see if you can keep it going from the passenger side
And tell me how you feel
Driving into ditches when you thought you were along for the ride
Better buckle down
It doesn’t really matter cause we’re going through the window the same
This is where we drown
You and me and what’s-his-name
Tiny Spiders
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
The day we ran away
I stole you from the schoolyard
On a woodchip bed we lay
Surrounded by the tiny spiders
Me and my old friend
Starring in the Christmas play
On the stage we both pretend
To be the two who ran away
You threw it all away to find it
You threw it all away to find yourself
The inn is full and all our words
Prove we’re nothing more than liars
The sky is black for all the birds
Balancing along the wires
You threw it all away to find it
You threw it all away to find yourself
Star of wonder to your door
It’s home to me if you can make it
Leave our costumes on the floor
Nothing more than sheets and blankets
You threw it all away to find it
You threw it all away to find yourself
Sun Giant Says Hey
(Words: Chuck Cleaver, Lisa Walker / Music: Cleaver, Walker, Wussy)
Walking with a mountain
Through the streets of Tiny Town
He lifts you up above the rain
To where the sun is always out
He picks you like a flower
Under heaven from the ground
It’s a lonely lonely lonely life
And the giant says hey
The Sun Giant says hey
You holy rollers better call the Lord
You tell him all the giant sins you’ve stored
You tell him everything because you’re bored
You holy rollers better call the Lord
Walking with a mountain
Up the stairway to the stars
They’re leaning out their windows
And they’re pointing from their cars
They’re sleeping on their fire escapes
Just to get a glimpse of God
It’s a lonely lonely lonely life
And the giant says hey
The Sun Giant says hey
You holy rollers better call the Lord
You don’t have much to talk about no more
You cut up all your giant sins
And stored them in the floorboards
God’s Camaro
(Words: Chuck Cleaver / Music: Cleaver, Wussy)
I have God’s Camaro parked out in the drive
And when I get behind the wheel I’m never more alive
I feel it when I peel it and I’m
Slinging gravel all across the parking lot
Before I burst
I hit the gas and chirp em off in first
Washing God’s Camaro with my favorite shirt
There’s silver in the bird shit
And there are diamonds in the dirt
The water is running
Down the hood in rivulets
This is the day
I take the hose and rinse my sins away
Starting God’s Camaro and pulling down the door
I knock into a jar of nails and when it hits the floor
It scatters as it shatters
And it mixes in with my regrets
Just make it so
I’m riding off in God’s Camaro
Melody Ranch
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
When you ride my shovel down the hill
Look out for the sliding cars
I hear your ghost laughing at me still
Shooting out the Lucite stars
Guess we’ll have to call of the show
Better tell Karen you know
They say there’s robots living underground
Mining secrets from the deep
You can hear them working after hours
When the ranch has gone to sleep
Smoke is rising up from the mouth
Better tell Karen it’s out
He comes calling when the night is still
With silver bracelets from my wrists
He hates to do it but I know he will
Shy away from our first kiss
Better luck next year
Better tell Karen he’s here
Vivian Girls
(Words: Lisa Walker / Music: Walker, Wussy)
Your mystery house bringing me down
Footsteps behind when there’s no one around
Black and white pearls
Vivian girls
Saving the day when our hero left town
Heavenly hosts give up their ghosts
Sing you to sleep as you travel downstream
Your secret is out
Running aground
Taking the lead with those sneakers you found
Make your big leap
Claimed by the deep
Hiding inside when the man comes around
Heavenly hosts give up their ghosts
Sing you to sleep as you travel downstream
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