Good Morning Spider
October 1998
[Apple Music / iTunes]-
Why don’t you sing me that
Pretty lullaby?
The one you sang me way
Back in the lab
I wanna new face right now
And I want it bad
I wanna new body that’s strong
I’m a butchered cow
I wanna try and fly
I wanna try and die
I wanna be a pig
I wanna fuck a car
I wanna new face right now
And I want it bad
I wanna new body that’s strong
I’m a butchered cow
I wanna be a stupid and shallow motherfucker now
I wanna be a tough skinned bitch but I don’t know how
I wanna be a shiny new baby with a spongy brain
I wanna be a horse full of fire that will never tame -
God damn it’s so very hot
Supposed to come rain but it’s not
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
Spiral down those hateful dears
Between our skins and burning spheres
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
God damn it’s so very hot / Spiral down those hateful dears
Supposed to come rain but it’s not / Between our skins and burning spheres
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
Oh yeah
Here come the painbirds
Oh yeah -
Blanket me sweet nurse
And keep me from burning
I must get back to the woods dear girls
I must get back to the woods
In the bloody elevator
Rising for their first cup of tea
Of the day
When does sky turn into space?
And air into wind?
The only things I really need
Is water, a gun and rabbits
Let me rest my fevered cheek
Upon your warm sweet bellies
In the bloody elevator
Going to the bright theatre
Now come on boys
Please let me taste the clean dirt in my lungs
And moss on my back -
(instrumental)
-
If I could just keep my stupid mind together
Paint my thoughts across a land for you to see
No one sees you on a vampire planet
No one sees you like I do
The seconds click in which I’m changed to dust
Withered roots of knots and hair and rust
No one sees you on a vampire planet
No one sees you like I do
I’m so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes
I’m so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes
Goodbyes
The night comes crawling in on all fours
Sucking up my dreams through the floor
I’m so sick
I’m so sick of goodbyes
I’m so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes
I’m so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes
I’m so sick, so sick, so sick
Of goodbyes, goodbyes
I’m so, I’m so sick -
My bones wish
to escape
And run
along an alien expanse
To collapse
from the heat
In a cartoonish
heap
To sleep
Oh
to sleep -
I opened my eyes
And watched the sun shine
It had been out all night
To relax and unwind
There will come a time
gigantic waves
Will crush the junk
that I have saved
When the moon explodes or floats away
I’ll lose the souvenirs I made
La la la
I lay down on the grass
And let the insects do their thing
She covered me with wings
And held my head and said poor thing
There will come a time
gigantic waves
Will crush the junk
that I have saved
When the moon explodes or floats away
I’ll lose the souvenirs I made
La la la -
8. Chaos of the Galaxy/Happy Man
If I had
If I had more
More would be laid at your feet
If you give me
Just a little smile
The dogs on my trail wouldn’t drag me back to jail
I woke up in a horse’s stomach one foggy morning
His eyes were crazy and he smashed into the cemetery gates
All I want is to be a happy man
All I want is to be a happy man
I’ve seen teeth
Across the horizon
Fangs spanning yellow against the earth
There ain’t nothing here but ghosts
Fever, rabbit dreams and drunken boats
I woke up In a horse’s stomach one foggy morning
His eyes were crazy and he smashed into the cemetery gates
All I want is to be a happy man
All I want is to be a happy man
I woke up in a horse’s stomach one foggy morning
His eyes were crazy and he smashed into the cemetery gates
All I want is to be a happy man
All I want is to be a happy man
All I want is to be a happy man
All I want is to be a happy man -
(written by Daniel Johnston)
Hey Joe
Come on Joe
Don’t make that sad song
any sadder than it already is
Hey Jack
Get back
Get yourself together
Come on, come on
I know you’re thinking about your nervous laugh
I know exactly what you’re thinking of
Hey Sid
No matter what you did
It can work out, work out
No matter how you feel right now
Hey George
Do your chores
Don’t feel sore
I know it’s a lot more than just being poor
There’s a heaven and there’s a star for you
There’s a heaven and there’s a star for you
There’s a heaven and there’s a star for you
There’s a star for you
There’s a star for you -
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray my soul to take
Come on in
Come on in
Take me home tonight
Now in perfect peace I rest / Now I lay me down to sleep
In full salvation blest / I pray my soul to keep
For thy grace that keeps me still / If I die before I wake
Safe from every ill / I pray my soul to take
Come on in
Come on in
Take me home tonight
Now I lay me down to sleep / Now in perfect peace I rest
I pray my soul to keep / In full salvation blest
If I die before I wake / For thy grace that keeps me still
I pray my soul to take / Safe from every ill -
Well I’ll bet my Maria’s got an elbow full of lonely
Now here’s a little prayer so that she might get some sleep
Don’t let her face be skinned by the sun today
Don’t let it in when it comes knocking at your door
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Oh
Sometimes you feel you’ve got the emptiest arms in the whole world
Try to make sense but it always comes out absurd
Sleeping horses keep eating up your flowers
Don’t let ‘em in when it comes kicking at your door
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Oh
Came kicking at my door
She said I’ve really come to hate my body
And all the things that it requires in this world
I bet you’re out there getting drunk with all your friends
And it’ll get you in the bathroom of a Texaco
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Oh
Came kicking at my door -
It’s crawling
Still all in
Befallen
Cruel sun
In summer
Who slumber
My number
Is up
The peaches
In reaches
With leeches
At heart
I’m thinkin’
And blinkin’
It’s stingin’
Mine eyes
Abhorring
The scorching
Thing boring
On me
It’s lighter
It’s brighter
No fighter
Is I
It’s dried up
And tied up
And fried up
Mine eyes
It’s crawling
Still all in
Befallen
Cruel sun -
Shining motorcycle
Through the trees we rifle
We’re gonna drive
All night home
We’re gonna drive
All night home
Down to West Virginia
Like the blood within ya
We’re gonna drive
All night home
We’re gonna drive
All night home
Shining motorcycle
All her worries stifled
We’re gonna drive
All night home
We’re gonna drive
All night home
This ought to hold her now
This ought to hold her now
This ought to hold her now
This ought to hold her now -
He don’t get out much these days
But I wouldn’t call him lazy
He sees the dawn sneak into the room
He knows the dogs will be up soon
And we thought that he was doing alright
As the sun chased down another night
And days careen like the waters
Of a river rushing to the sea
Here she comes again down the staircase
She never passes without saying hello
And we thought that he was doing alright
As she says hello
I can’t forget the ghost
I can’t forget the ghost
I can’t forget the ghost
Of his smile
Dogs will wag their tails and birds will sing
Hell it’s a hard world for little things
And we thought that he was doing alright
I can’t forget the ghost
I can’t forget the ghost
I can’t forget the ghost
Of his smile -
Every hair on your head is counted
You are worth hundreds of sparrows
A tree you planted has become fecund
With kamikaze hummingbirds
Her wings of hundreds of beats per second
Of people whose wings are just a blur
Afraid our eyes might become impaled
By their sharp and tiny beaks
I’m so sorry
My spirit’s rarely in my body
It wanders through the dry country
Looking for a good place to rest
Your head upon my chest
And I can feel the pillow of your breast
You are worth hundreds of sparrows -
(instrumental)
-
A beautiful woman she rose
From the smoking waters of a lake
With a candle that burned in each palm
My teeth each sank gently to the floor
Bring me some luck little junebug
You cousins they’re gods to the seas
The March afternoons
The sun and the moon
Before I fall asleep
My white blood of the wolves
must be drained
And that sorry Captain Howdy
Scatters my bones for the lambs
Bring me some luck little junebug
Your cousins they’re gods to the seas
The March afternoons
The sun and the moon
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