Tell me what you're thinking, what you're thinking about
Tell me when you're finished - maybe I'll come around
Had enough to bring me all the way to the ground
I don't have to tell you what I'm thinking about
You have made your bed, I know better than to sleep in it
Better off dead than the hell that will become of it
You have hurt my head but I'm not denying
That I did not bring it on myself
I take pieces of myself from everyone around me
I'm not individual enough for you
I replicate the people I admire
But at least I'm not bitter and sad, bitter and sad
I may not be 100% happy but at least I'm not with you
I may not be 100% happy but at least I'm not with you
I may not be 100% happy but at least I'm not with you
I may not be 100% happy but at least I'm not with you
I may not be 100% happy but at least I'm not with you
I may not be 100% happy but at least I'm not with you
Monday, January 9, 2017
Avant Gardener lyrics - Courtney Barnett
I sleep in late
Another day
Oh what a wonder
Oh what a waste.
It’s a Monday
It’s so mundane
What exciting things
Will happen today?
The yard is full of hard rubbish it’s a mess and
I guess the neighbors must think we run a meth lab
We should amend that
I pull the sheets back
It’s 40 degrees
And i feel like I'm dying.
Life’s getting hard in here
So i do some gardening
Anything to take my mind away from where it’s supposed to be.
The nice lady next door talks of green beds
And all the nice things that she wants to plant in them
I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps.
Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.
I feel pro-active
I pull out weeds
All of a sudden
I’m having trouble breathing in.
I’m having trouble breathing in.
I’m having trouble breathing in.
I’m having trouble breathing in.
My hands are shaky
My knees are weak
I can’t seem to stand
On my own two feet
I’m breathing but I'm wheezing
Feel like I'm emphysemin’
My throat feels like a funnel
Filled with weet bix and kerosene and
Oh no, next thing i know
They call up triple o
I’d rather die than owe the hospital
Till I get old
I get adrenalin
Straight to the heart
I feel like Uma Thurman
Post-overdosing kick start
Reminds me of the time
When i was really sick and i
Had too much psuedoefedryn and i
Couldn’t sleep at night
Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent
He’s probably wondering what i’m doing getting in an ambulance
The paramedic thinks I'm clever cos i play guitar
I think she’s clever cos she stops people dying
Anaphylactic and super hypocondriactic
Should’ve stayed in bed today
I much prefer the mundane.
I take a hit from
An asthma puffer
I do it wrong
I was never good at smoking bongs.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
Another day
Oh what a wonder
Oh what a waste.
It’s a Monday
It’s so mundane
What exciting things
Will happen today?
The yard is full of hard rubbish it’s a mess and
I guess the neighbors must think we run a meth lab
We should amend that
I pull the sheets back
It’s 40 degrees
And i feel like I'm dying.
Life’s getting hard in here
So i do some gardening
Anything to take my mind away from where it’s supposed to be.
The nice lady next door talks of green beds
And all the nice things that she wants to plant in them
I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps.
Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.
I feel pro-active
I pull out weeds
All of a sudden
I’m having trouble breathing in.
I’m having trouble breathing in.
I’m having trouble breathing in.
I’m having trouble breathing in.
My hands are shaky
My knees are weak
I can’t seem to stand
On my own two feet
I’m breathing but I'm wheezing
Feel like I'm emphysemin’
My throat feels like a funnel
Filled with weet bix and kerosene and
Oh no, next thing i know
They call up triple o
I’d rather die than owe the hospital
Till I get old
I get adrenalin
Straight to the heart
I feel like Uma Thurman
Post-overdosing kick start
Reminds me of the time
When i was really sick and i
Had too much psuedoefedryn and i
Couldn’t sleep at night
Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent
He’s probably wondering what i’m doing getting in an ambulance
The paramedic thinks I'm clever cos i play guitar
I think she’s clever cos she stops people dying
Anaphylactic and super hypocondriactic
Should’ve stayed in bed today
I much prefer the mundane.
I take a hit from
An asthma puffer
I do it wrong
I was never good at smoking bongs.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
History Eraser lyrics - Courtney Barnett
I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets but luckily i left the heater on.
And in my dreams i wrote the best song that i’ve ever written…can’t remember how it goes.
I stayed drunk and fell awake and i was cycling on a plane and far away i heard you say you liked me.
We drifted to a party – cool. The people went to arty school. They made their paints by mixing acid wash and lemonade
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
I found an ezra pound and made a bet that if i found a cigarette i’d drop it all and marry you.
Just then a song comes on: “you can’t always get what you want” – the rolling stones, oh woe is we, the irony!
The stones became the moss and once all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.
We drove by tractor there, the yellow straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
You said “we only live once” so we touched a little tongue, and instantly i wanted to…
I lost my train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly closing on the world.
I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and still the inspector inspected me.
The lady in the roof was living proof that nothing really ever is exactly as it seems.
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
We caught the river boat downstream and ended up beside a team of angry footballers.
I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino.
We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went home as winners of a kind.
You said “I guarantee we’ll have more fun, drink till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi home I’ll sing you a triffids song!”
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
And in my dreams i wrote the best song that i’ve ever written…can’t remember how it goes.
I stayed drunk and fell awake and i was cycling on a plane and far away i heard you say you liked me.
We drifted to a party – cool. The people went to arty school. They made their paints by mixing acid wash and lemonade
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
I found an ezra pound and made a bet that if i found a cigarette i’d drop it all and marry you.
Just then a song comes on: “you can’t always get what you want” – the rolling stones, oh woe is we, the irony!
The stones became the moss and once all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.
We drove by tractor there, the yellow straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
You said “we only live once” so we touched a little tongue, and instantly i wanted to…
I lost my train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly closing on the world.
I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and still the inspector inspected me.
The lady in the roof was living proof that nothing really ever is exactly as it seems.
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
We caught the river boat downstream and ended up beside a team of angry footballers.
I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino.
We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went home as winners of a kind.
You said “I guarantee we’ll have more fun, drink till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi home I’ll sing you a triffids song!”
In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name
David lyrics - Courtney Barnett
If you see me when I’m feeling down, I don’t know if I want you around
Don’t want you around
I don’t really like any of your friends, but it’s not that hard for me to pretend
Hard to pretend
Come on Davey, let’s go plant a tree. You bring the spade, I’ll bring the seeds
I’ll bring the seeds
Don’t want you around
I don’t really like any of your friends, but it’s not that hard for me to pretend
Hard to pretend
Come on Davey, let’s go plant a tree. You bring the spade, I’ll bring the seeds
I’ll bring the seeds
Anonymous Club lyrics - Courtney Barnett
Let's start an anonymous club
We can sit close in the dark
Come round to mine
We can swap clothes and drink wine all night
Turn your phone off, friend
You're amongst friends
And we don't need no interruptions
Leave your shoes at the door
Along with your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Let's start an anonymous club
I'll make us name badges with question marks
Come round to mine
We can swap clothes and drink wine all night
Turn your phone off, friend
You're amongst friends
And we don't need no interruptions
Leave your shoes at the door
Along with your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Thank you for cooking for me
I had a really nice evening
Just you and me
Thank you for cooking for me
I had a really nice evening
Just you and me
Just you and me
Just you and me
Just you and me
Just you and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
We can sit close in the dark
Come round to mine
We can swap clothes and drink wine all night
Turn your phone off, friend
You're amongst friends
And we don't need no interruptions
Leave your shoes at the door
Along with your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Let's start an anonymous club
I'll make us name badges with question marks
Come round to mine
We can swap clothes and drink wine all night
Turn your phone off, friend
You're amongst friends
And we don't need no interruptions
Leave your shoes at the door
Along with your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Thank you for cooking for me
I had a really nice evening
Just you and me
Thank you for cooking for me
I had a really nice evening
Just you and me
Just you and me
Just you and me
Just you and me
Just you and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
Lance Jr. lyrics - Courtney Barnett
I masturbated to the songs you wrote
Resuscitated all of my hopes
It felt wrong but it didn't take too long
Much appreciated are your songs.
Doesn't mean i like you man
It just helps me get to sleep
And it's cheaper than temazipan
Ah ah ah ahhhh etc
I under-estimated your intelligence
A little bit of weed mixed with some sentiment
Over-rated films marked xxx
Come on play it with some tenderness
Resuscitated all of my hopes
It felt wrong but it didn't take too long
Much appreciated are your songs.
Doesn't mean i like you man
It just helps me get to sleep
And it's cheaper than temazipan
Ah ah ah ahhhh etc
I under-estimated your intelligence
A little bit of weed mixed with some sentiment
Over-rated films marked xxx
Come on play it with some tenderness
Are You Looking After Yourself? lyrics- Courtney Barnett
"Are you working hard, my darling?
We're so worried, always thinking of you.
And we just want you to be so happy, keep on going."
"I don't want no 9 to 5
Telling me that I'm alive
And 'Man, you're doing well!'"
"Have you got some money saved up for those rainy days?
You should start some sort of trust fund...
Just in case you fail."
"My friends play in bands.
They are better than everything on radio."
"Did you see that special on TV the other eve?"
"No, my TV, it stopped working when we got here.
(It's been four years.)"
"Are you eating? You sound so thin..."
"I don't know what I was thinking. I should get a job.
I don't know what I was drinking. I should get a dog.
Should get married, have some babies, watch the evening news."
We're so worried, always thinking of you.
And we just want you to be so happy, keep on going."
"I don't want no 9 to 5
Telling me that I'm alive
And 'Man, you're doing well!'"
"Have you got some money saved up for those rainy days?
You should start some sort of trust fund...
Just in case you fail."
"My friends play in bands.
They are better than everything on radio."
"Did you see that special on TV the other eve?"
"No, my TV, it stopped working when we got here.
(It's been four years.)"
"Are you eating? You sound so thin..."
"I don't know what I was thinking. I should get a job.
I don't know what I was drinking. I should get a dog.
Should get married, have some babies, watch the evening news."
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