Here We Go Again I Dont Wanna Know Lyrics

Everybody Here Hates You

Other – one. Everybody Here Hates You lot

I feel stupid, I experience useless, I feel insane
I feel toothless, man you're ruthless, oh…aye
i go to Loving Hut, i get my hair cut, i feel the same
i experience putrid, i'yard getting used to information technology, these days

you said, "it'southward only in your head
they're probably thinking
the same matter"

i'm bleeding, you're leaving, i feel strange
you been distant, you seem different than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, due north everybody fades

nosotros're gonna tell anybody it's ok
we're gonna tell anybody it's ok

you lot said, "information technology's simply in your caput
they're probably thinking
the aforementioned affair"

How To Boil An Egg

Other – 1. How To Boil An Egg

All my clothes in milk crates, I don't slumber for days.

Wait until the letter'south red until my bills get paid.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when's it gonna modify?

Every morn I feel more useless than earlier.

Trying hard to come across the point in anything at all.

Aw I've been trying, I've been trying really hard.

Pull yourself together.

Selection myself autonomously.

Nothing lasts for never and then be still my bleeding heart.

Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a brand new start.

You take a great abundance of axes there to grind.

Remember some people have real problems side by side time you whine.

Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line.

Yeah I've been trying, I've been trying actually hard.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when'due south it gonna change.

Let Information technology Get

Other – 1. Allow Information technology Become

What time do you unremarkably wake upwards?
Depends on what time I sleep
Technicolour rainbow horror
Sweet dreams

Go along on rolling on the impulse
Ignore backstage lethargy and
All those obligations lost in
Reverie

You've gotta allow it become
Before it takes you over
Eastern standard open Yard
Transpacific malady and
At-home is more conducive to the
Remedy

Speckled sunlight on my freckles
Salty water curls my hair
Run the race at your own pace
You'll get at that place

What comes first - the chorus or the verse?
I'1000 a fleck blocked at the moment
They say the more you larn the less that
Y'all know

Y'all've gotta let it become
Earlier information technology takes yous over
You've gotta let information technology go
Before it takes you over
Yous've gotta let it go
Earlier it takes y'all over
You lot've gotta let it get
Before it takes you over

On Script

Other – 1. On Script

On script every night
Similar a well-rehearsed phase prove
Moisture your lips, information technology won't have long
To break this old behavior

Wings clipped, no need to wing
What, do you think that y'all're special?
No reflex, it's just a bend of the elbow
I know it'southward getting old

Nondescript, every night
Like a well-versed become well carte du jour
Barely dressed, and I just might
Accept you up on your offer, yeah

Pickles From The Jar

Other – 1. Pickles From The Jar

I say dance, you say trip the light fantastic.

I say France, you say France.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

I say Hugh, you say Grant.

I say pot, you say plant.

You're from Adelaide, I'grand from Hobart.

Nosotros couldn't be more contrary if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, nosotros rarely see eye to eye.

I am dumb, you are smart.

We are fifteen years apart.

You're from Adelaide, I'thousand from Mars.

I say ooh, you say aah.

I am careful, y'all like scars.

I like pickles from the jar.

Nosotros couldn't be more contrary if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, nosotros rarely see heart to eye.

I say Yous, you say Am I.

You similar mornings, I like nights.

I'll beloved y'all till the day I die.

You say Christopher, I say Walken.

Yous dear, I love Christopher Walken!!!

I guess at least we have got ane thing in common.

Modest Talk

Other – 1. Small Talk

do you have any siblings?
i got a brother, Blake, he's iv years older than me
(n i estimate he always volition be)
yeah he's clever and he's got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw simply expect, now that they're engaged soooooo
i hope they have kids so i tin exist a cool aunty

i'm waiting here for you
i'm waiting hither for yous
what'd you call up of the ultimate catastrophe?
i fast forrad, get busy pretending that i've seen everything.
tin can i get you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? y'all got information technology.
i got meliorate things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..

i'g waiting here for you
i'm waiting here for you

i'grand looking 'cross the room n hoping that you're lookin as well..
do y'all accept any siblings?
you lot got a sister yeh she's a detective,
well i bet she'due south got some good stories.
i gotta become merely i hope nosotros can go on in impact
i like very much being here with yous
but you run across, all this pocket-size talk is killin' me

i'one thousand waiting hither for you
i'm waiting hither for you
i'm looking 'cross the room n hoping that you're lookin likewise.. etc

Three Packs A Solar day

Other – ane. Iii Packs A Day

I'm down to three packs a day of Mi Goreng I can't explain information technology.

Can't await for yous to get away cos i just crave that meagre taste yep.

Boil it upward, water in the saucepan.

In a cup, drinkable it from a silver spoon.

That MSG tastes skilful to me, i disagree with all your warnings.

And it can't be true that they utilize glue to keep the noodles stuck together.

2 minutes seems like a life-time.

Burn my tongue, patience is a virtue.

I'k downward to three packs a solar day,

I sneak abroad to find a kettle.

I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans, I'm ill of lentils.

Boil it upwards, water in the saucepan.

In a cup, drinkable it from a argent spoon.

It's no good, it's no expert, you say information technology'south no salubrious.

Elevator Operator

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 1. Elevator Operator

Oliver Paul, twenty years one-time, thick head of pilus worries he's going baldheaded.

Wakes upward at a quarter past nine, fare evades his manner down the 96 tram line.

Breakfast on the run again, he's well enlightened he'due south dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.

Feeling ill at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters.

Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless homo, sleeping in the corner of a Metro omnibus stand.

He screams "I'm not going to piece of work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans."

Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Edifice, he trips on a pothole that's not been filled in.

He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side.

Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin.

Pilus pulled then tight you can see her skeleton.

Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts.

She looks him up and downward with a Botox frown, he's well used to that look by now.

The elevator dings, and they awkwardly stride in, their fingers touch on the rooftop button… "Don't jump fiddling male child, don't jump off that roof, yous've got your whole life alee of you yous're still in your youth, I'd requite anything to take skin like y'all!"

He said, "I recollect you're projecting, the fashion that you're feeling, I'yard not suicidal just idling insignificantly. I come upwards hither, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I'm playing Sim Urban center. All the people await like ants from up hither, and the wind'southward the simply traffic you can hear"

He said, "All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!" ... "Don't jump footling boy, don't jump off that roof, yous've got your whole life ahead of y'all you're all the same in your youth, I'd requite annihilation to have peel like you!"

Hopefulessness

Tell Me How You lot Actually Feel – 1. Hopefulessness

Yknow what they say
No one's born to hate
We learn it somewhere along the way.

Take your broken heart
Plough it into art
Tin can't have it with you lot, can't accept it with you

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Empty bottle blues
Sleepin' unlike rooms
Hardly a bohemian
Lesser than average

Your vulnerability is stronger than it seems
Yknow information technology's okay to have a bad day

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Simply become this i done, then you tin can move forth
Can't take information technology with you, tin can't accept information technology with y'all
Yknow what they say, no 1's built-in to hate
Getting louder now, getting louder now

Out Of The Woodwork

The Double EP: A Body of water of Separate Peas – 1. Out Of The Woodwork

I was decorated underwater seeing how long I could hold my jiff.

A drowning flower caught my center and I had to come on upward for air.

Just because you're older than me, doesn't mean you have to be so cavalier.

I still see the same things that you see, I'm a little shady on my history.

I am normally pretty forgiving only only if you are.

She's so easy.

I noticed yous stopped talking to me, at present you're talking to me all the time.

Practice you know you're no good at listening?

But you lot're really good at maxim everything on your mind.

It must exist tiring trying and then hard, to expect similar you're non really trying at all.

I guess if you're afraid of aiming too high, then you lot're not actually gonna take as well far to fall.

I am ordinarily pretty forgiving just only if yous are.

She's so piece of cake.

Climb aboard the wagon when it comes on through.

Jump upwardly on your horse and tell me how's the view.

Look over my shoulder when I talk to yous.

Where's the more of import person in the room?

Rae Street

Things Accept Time, Accept Time – 1. Rae Street

In the morning I'm slow. I elevate a chair over to the window. And I spotter what's going on. A garbage truck tiptoes along the road. Low-cal a candle for the suffering. Transport my best wishes with the wind. All our candles, hopes n prayers, though well-meaning they don't hateful a thing, unless nosotros run into some change. I might change my sheets today.

Well fourth dimension is money and coin is no man'south friend. And all optics on the pavement, I'thou not gonna bear on ya don't worry and so much about it.

The 24-hour interval begins to smooth. The parent teaches the kid how to ride the bike wobbles side to side. Ii dogs entangle, everybody smiles. The pair across the street; one'south upward the ladder and one'south on their knees, painting the faded brick. What'south the point, information technology looks fine from up here.

Well time is money and coin is no human being's friend. And all optics on the pavement, I'chiliad not gonna touch ya don't worry and so much about it. I'm just waiting for the twenty-four hour period to go night.

Next door the kids run amok. The female parent screams "don't you always close-upward?" And in that location'south one thing I know; the sun volition rise today and tomorrow. We got a long, long manner to go.

Well fourth dimension is money and coin is no man's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm non gonna touch ya don't worry and then much virtually it. I'm simply waiting for the day to become nighttime.

Polish those shoes n mow those lawns, allow'southward go dorsum to normal. Lay it all on the table, you lot seem so stable, but you're just hanging on. Permit go that expectation, change the station, discover out what out what you want.

Pedestrian At Best

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 2. Pedestrian At Best

I honey you I detest you I'm on the fence it all depends whether I'm up I'thou downwardly I'm on the mend transcending all reality.

I like yous despise you lot admire yous what are we gonna do when everything all falls through?

I must confess I've made a mess of what should be a small success just I digress at least I've tried my very best I guess.

This that the other why even bother, information technology won't exist with me on my decease bed, just I'll still exist in your head.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you lot.

Tell me I'm exceptional I hope to exploit yous.

Requite me all your money and I'll make some origami, honey.

I think yous're a joke but I don't discover you very funny.

My internal monologue is saturated analogue, It's scratched and drifting, I've become attached to the idea it'south all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, I've got no thought how I even got hither.

I'm resentful I'm having an existential fourth dimension crisis, what elation, daylight savings won't fix this mess.

Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest, the rats are back inside my head what would Freud accept said?

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you.

Tell me I'm exceptional I promise to exploit y'all.

Give me all your money and I'll make some origami, dear.

I think you're a joke just I don't notice you very funny.

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I endeavour to catch your eye I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen I don't know why it affects me like this when you're not fifty-fifty mine to consider.

Erroneous.

Harmonious.

I'm hardly sanctimonious.

Dirty clothes, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

I'm a fake, I'm a phoney, I'm awake, I'yard alone, I'chiliad homely, I'yard a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you.

Tell me I'1000 infrequent I promise to exploit y'all.

Give me all your money and I'll brand some origami, dearest.

I remember you're a joke merely I don't find y'all very funny.

Metropolis Looks Pretty

Tell Me How You lot Really Feel – two. City Looks Pretty

The city looks pretty when you been indoors
For 23 days I've ignored all your phone calls.
Everyone's waiting when y'all become dorsum home
They don't know where you been, why y'all gone so long.
Friends treat you lot similar a stranger and
Strangers treat you lot like their best friend, oh well
Spare a idea for the ones that came earlier
All in a daze bending backwards to reach your goal.

Sometimes I get sad
It'south not all that bad
One solar day, maybe never
I'll come around

The city takes pity on your injured soul
N heavenly prose ain't enough good to fill that hole.
Everyone'southward soaked in animosity
It'southward vicious in winter, you never say what you hateful.
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat y'all like their best friend, oh well.
Wakin' up to another dismal day
Y'all got a ways to become, you oughta exist grateful.

Sometimes I get mad
It's not half equally bad
Pull yourself together
N only calm down

I'll exist what you want oh when you lot desire it
Only I'll never exist what you demand
And the city looks pretty from where I'm continuing…

Don't Utilise Compression Gently

The Double EP: A Sea of Separate Peas – two. Don't Apply Compression Gently

Tell me what you're thinking, what you're thinking about.

Tell me when you're finished maybe I'll come effectually.

Had enough to bring me all the way to the ground, I don't take to tell you what I'g thinking nearly.

You have made your bed, I know better than to slumber in it.

Ameliorate off dead than the hell that will become of it.

You have injure my head simply I'thou non denying that I did not bring it on myself.

I take pieces of myself from everyone around me.

I'm not individual plenty for you.

I replicate the people I admire but at least I'k not bitter and pitiful.

I may not be 100% happy but at to the lowest degree I'm not with y'all.

Sunfair Sundown

Things Have Fourth dimension, Accept Time – 2. Sunfair Sundown

Oh what a day, and congrats on the keys to your identify. Y'all've escaped the rat race as they say. Now you lot're settling in for the stay anyway y'all got a blank slate to renovate.

Take it all. Aye y'all reap what you sow and then it goes. What you put in the basis comes around when you don't fifty-fifty know what you're missing at all.

In a daze I tin can picture show yous whittling abroad, with such care with such patience and grace. And I grin when you lot say that you'll build me a table 1 day well, I'd be and then grateful.

Sometimes it's hard, getting lost y'all say is a fine fine art. Put the map down and follow the stars. Shall we leave? Are you certain? Let me take hold of my purse nosotros can sneak out through the side door.

In the nighttime, are you scared, did you hear those dogs bark? due north exercise y'all ever wonder what sets yous apart? Shine the torch on the path, darling please don't let go of my arm.

When you lot sleep, are you warm, can y'all feel my cold anxiety? Are you lot good, are you making ends meet? At the cease of the day, you're awake with your thoughts and I don't desire you to be alone, and I don't want you to exist alone, yeah I don't want you to exist alone, and I don't want you lot to be alone.

An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 3. An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my all-time French.

Reminds me of a book I skim read in a surgery, all about palmistry I wonder what's in store for me.

I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on.

I lose a breath, my beloved line seems entwined with death (could be a spider spider web)…I'm thinking of you also.

I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling.

It's a kind of off-white, maybe it's a cream.

There's oily residue seeping from the kitchen, it's art-deco-necromantic-chichi all the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I think I'm hungry…I'chiliad thinking of y'all too.

I'm thinking of you too. I'one thousand thinking of you too. I'g thinking of you.

Wondering what yous're doing, what you're listening to, which quarter of the moon you're viewing from the bedroom.

Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, swimming at the puddle…I'm thinking of you too.

I'1000 thinking of you besides.

I'm thinking of you too.

I'yard thinking of you likewise.

I'm thinking of y'all too.

I'm thinking of y'all.

Charity

Tell Me How Y'all Really Feel – 3. Charity

At the stop of every flavor I'thousand spent up
Keep thinking this will be the i.
Hesitation lingers till I'one thousand unreasonable
As if you care, I know you got your own stuff going on

You must be having so much fun
Everything'southward astonishing
So subservient I brand myself ill
Are you listening?

Can't we talk near it once we've slept?
When can we, yeah can nosotros, piece of work it out?
Meditation just makes you more strung out
I wish you had a guru to tell you to let it get, allow it go

You must be having so much fun
Everything's astonishing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?

You don't have to pretend yous're not scared
Everyone else is just as terrified as you.
Medication just makes you more upset
I bet y'all got a lot to prove I know you're nonetheless the same

You must be having so much fun
Everything'southward amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?

Avant Gardener

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 3. Avant Gardener

I slumber in late some other day oh what a wonder oh what a waste.

Information technology'due south a monday, it's and then mundane, what exciting things will happen today?

The chiliad is full of hard rubbish it's a mess and I approximate the neighbours must call up we run a meth lab.

Nosotros should ammend that, I pull the sheets back, it's 40 degrees and i experience like i'one thousand dying.

Life's getting hard in here so i do some gardening.

Anything to take my mind away from where information technology's sposed to be.

The nice lady next door talks of greenish beds and all the prissy things that she wants to plant in them.

I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps.

Sunflowers, edible bean sprouts, sweetness corn and radishes.

I feel pro-active, i pull out weeds, of a sudden I'm having trouble breathing in.

My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I can't seem to stand on my own ii anxiety.

I'm breathing but i'm wheezing, feel like i'grand emphysem-in'.

My throat feels like a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, adjacent affair i know they call up triple o.

I'd rather die than owe the hospital till I get quondam.

I get adrenalin straight to the center, I feel like Uma Thurman postal service-overdosin' kick showtime.

Reminds me of the fourth dimension when i was really sick and i had too much psuedoefedryn and i couldn't sleep at night.

Halfway downwardly loftier street, Andy looks ambivalent, he'south probably wondering what i'm doing getting in an ambulance.

The paramedic thinks i'thou clever cos i play guitar.

I think she'south clever cos she stops people dying.

Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic, should've stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.

I accept a hit from an asthma puffer.

I do it wrong.

I was never expert at smoking bongs.

I'm not that proficient at breathing in.

Here's The Affair

Things Take Time, Take Fourth dimension – 3. Hither's The Thing

Here'south the affair, tin can't stop thinking about you lot.
Yeah I'thou writing, it'southward the simply thing that I know how to do.

I don't know what to say, you're far abroad, I don't wanna exist annoying.
I don't know what to say, you lot're so far away, and I feel insecure.

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with dominicus.
North it's these small thrills, that get me through the mean solar day until the next i.

And I'm non afraid of heights maybe I'm merely scared of falling.
And I'm not afraid of heights peradventure I'thousand just scared of falling.

I'chiliad your homo, mysterious at your command.
And it'south understandable, that you're in such high demand, information technology'southward truthful.

I don't know what to practice, looking like I'll never exit this room again.
I don't know what to do, gonna write this letter to you lot that I'll never send.

Small Poppies

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 4. Small Poppies

I stare at the backyard information technology'due south Wednesday morning, it needs a cut but I'll leave it growing.

All different sizes and all shades of green, slashing it down simply seems kinda mean.

In a way it's a shame you get abroad thinking information technology's only a game.

Who am I to deny myself a pawn for yous to employ? At the stop of the day it'south a hurting that I keep seeing your proper name but I'grand sure it's a bore being y'all.

I don't know quite who I am oh but homo I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An eye for an center for an eye for an heart, I don't agree with that why can't nosotros just talk nice?

Oh the cataclysm I wanna go to sleep for an eternity…who am I to deny myself a pawn?

Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…simply I'g certain information technology's a diameter being yous.

I don't know quite who I am oh just man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get information technology right.

An center for an eye for an eye for an middle, I used to hate myself but now I recall I'm alright.

I don't know quite who I am oh but man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An centre for an center for an eye for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire.

Need A Fiddling Time

Tell Me How You lot Really Experience – 4. Need A Piffling Time

I don't know a lot about you but
Y'all seem to know a lot about me and so
I have a footling time out, I take a little time out

I'm sorry that I lost my patience
Yous deserve ameliorate information technology's truthful
I demand a little fourth dimension out
I need a little fourth dimension out
From me
And you

Open up your insides evidence u.s.
Your inner nearly lecherous
I'll rip it out carefully
I promise y'all won't feel a thing

Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some car crash
I need a picayune time out
I demand a piffling time out
From me
And you lot

Shave your head to run across how information technology feels
Emotionally it's non that different
But to the hand it'due south cute
(Yeah to the paw it's beautiful)

You seem to have the weight of the world
Upon your bony shoulders well hold on
You need a piffling time out
You need a little fourth dimension out
From y'all
And me

History Eraser

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Split Peas – 4. History Eraser

I got boozer and vicious comatose 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 drunkard and fell awake and i was cycling on a airplane and far away i heard you say you liked me.

We drifted to a political party – absurd.

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 folio to spell your name.

I found an Ezra Pound and made a bet that if i found a cigarette i'd driblet it all and marry you.

Only and so a song comes on: "you can't e'er 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 fabricated a mission to the farm.

We drove by tractor at that place, the yellowish 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.

Yous said "we only alive once" so we touched a petty natural language, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly closing on the earth.

I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and notwithstanding 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.

Nosotros caught the river gunkhole downstream and ended upwards 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.

Nosotros drank dark-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 folio to spell your name.

Before Y'all Gotta Go

Things Take Fourth dimension, Have Time – four. Before You Gotta Become

Before you gotta get, go, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you're always on my heed. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the last words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

We got aroused, said some careless things, who was wrong remains unclear.
Pride similar toxicant. Always keeping score. Y'all don't have to slam the door.

Before yous gotta get, become, go, go; I wanted yous to know, know, know, know; you're always on my heed, you're ever on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't desire the final words you lot hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Don't you lot know I'g non your enemy, maybe allow's cutting out caffeine.
Tomorrow's besides late to reminisce, telephone call me when you go this.

Before you lot gotta go, go, go, get; I wanted y'all to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, yous're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the last words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Money down the bleed,
Funny how things modify,
You lot got to get away,
Yeah I know and I don't blame you.

Depreston

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 5. Depreston

Y'all said nosotros should expect out farther, I guess it wouldn't injure united states of america.

We don't take to be around all these coffee shops.

Now we've got that percolator, never made a latte greater.

I'm saving xx-three dollars a week.

We drive to a firm in Preston, we run into law arresting a man with his paw in a bag.

How's that for offset impressions? This place seems depressing.

It's a "Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac".

It's got a lovely garden, a garage for two cars to park in ("or a lot of room for storage if yous've just got 1").

And information technology'due south going pretty inexpensive you say? "Well information technology's a deceased estate….aren't the pressed metal ceilings dandy?"

Then I run across the handrails in the shower, a collection of those canisters for coffee, tea and flour, and a photo of a young man in a van in Vietnam.

And I can't think of floorboards anymore, whether the front room faces south or north, and I wonder what she bought information technology for.

(If yous've got a spare half a one thousand thousand, y'all should knock information technology down and start rebuilding)

Nameless, Faceless

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – five. Nameless, Faceless

Don't you lot take anything improve to do
I wish that someone would hug you
Must be lonely
Being angry
Feeling over-looked.
You sit alone at home in the darkness
With all the pent-up rage that you lot harness
I'grand real sorry
Tour whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the night
Men are scared that women will laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men volition kill them
I agree my keys
Between my fingers

He said "I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup
And spit out better words than you"
But you lot didn't
Human being y'all're kidding yourself if you think
The earth revolves around yous
Yknow you lot got lots to requite
N so many options
I'm real lamentable
Tour any happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Men are scared that women will laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will impale them

I agree my keys
Between my fingers
Go on tell me
You're just kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless

David

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 5. David

If y'all see me when I'm feeling down, I don't know if I want you around.

Don't want y'all around…I don't actually like whatsoever of your friends, but it's non that hard for me to pretend.

Hard to pretend…Come up on Davey, permit'due south become constitute a tree.

You bring the spade, I'll bring the seeds. I'll bring the seeds…

Turning Green

Things Take Time, Accept Time – 5. Turning Green

Yous been around the world looking for the perfect girl turns out she was just livin downwardly the street, livin down the street. When you got the time tin I go you on the line? I want you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you so happy.

The trees are turning green due north this springtime sluggishness is kinda forcing yous to see flowers in the weeds. When you got the time tin I get yous on the line? I want yous to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you lot and then happy

I hear all your fears and they are understandable my friend. Why don't you let go of those ideas, they're never gonna serve y'all in the finish.

Aqua Profonda!

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I Just Sit – half-dozen. Aqua Profonda!

I saw you lot in the lane side by side to me.

You were doing gratis-style.

Then y'all switched it effectually to a trivial scrap of backstroke.

I couldn't see underneath your pond cap but it appeared that you had dark coloured pilus; perchance it was blonde for all I know.

I had goggles on.

They were getting foggy.

I much adopt pond to jogging.

I tried my very best to impress you, held my breath longer than I normally practise.

I was getting dizzy.

My hair was wet n frizzy.

Felt my muscles burn, I took a tumble-turn for the worse (information technology's a expletive my lack of athleticism).

Sunk like a stone.

Like a beginning owners home loan.

When I came to, yous and your towel were gone.

I'chiliad Not Your Mother, I'1000 Non Your Bitch

Tell Me How You lot Really Feel – vi. I'm Not Your Female parent, I'1000 Not Your Bitch

I'1000 non your mother, I'm not your bitch
I hear y'all mutter, nether your breath
Put upwards or shut up, it's all the same
Information technology'due south all the same, never change, never change

I'chiliad not your mother, I'k not your bitch
d-did I stutter, a little chip
sit down down n shut upward, it'south all the same
it'due south all the same, never change, never change

I go most self-defensive
When I know I'yard wrong
Think nosotros all can agree
I try my all-time to exist patient
Only I can only put upwardly with then much shit

I'm not your mother, I'm not your bitch
I hear you mutter, under your jiff
Put up or shut up, it's all the same
It's all the same, never modify, never change

Anonymous Club

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 6. Anonymous Club

Permit's beginning an bearding club, we can sit shut in the dark.

Come up round to mine, we can bandy clothes and drink wine all night.

Turn your phone off friend, you're amidst friends and we don't demand no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.

Let's start an anonymous club, I'll make us name badges with question marks.

Come round to mine, nosotros can bandy clothes and drinkable vino all nighttime.

Turn your phone off friend, you're amongst friends and we don't need no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, forth with your troubles.

Cheers for cooking for me, I had a really squeamish evening, merely you and me.

Take It Mean solar day By Twenty-four hours

Things Take Time, Have Time – six. Take It Day By Mean solar day

Accept it day past day, you gotta put
One pes in forepart of the other
You'll go what you want,
I hope, but don't give up just all the same,
Maybe tomorra
Could exist time well spent, reflecting,
On all the fiddling things you keep projecting,
On everybody that you're then obsessed with
Take a look at yourself

Tuesday night I'm checking in
But to see how you lot're going
Are you good are y'all eating
I'll call yous dorsum adjacent week

Don't stick that knife in the toaster
Baby life is similar a rollercoaster
And in that location'due south nothing wrong with getting older
Keep 1 center on the prize.
Don't give up but nonetheless, you lot got information technology.
Don't worry your pretty piddling head,
Before long you lot'll be in bed
Oh what a long, long 24-hour interval it's been.

Tuesday night I'm checking in
Just to meet how yous're going
Are yous proficient are you lot eating
I'll telephone call you back next week

Dead Fox

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit down – seven. Dead Play a joke on

Jen insists that we buy organic vegetables and I must admit that I was a little skeptical at offset; a footling pesticide can't injure?

Never having besides much coin I get the inexpensive stuff at the supermarket, but they're all pumped up with shit, a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.

If you lot can't meet me I can't see you.

Heading down the Highway Hume somewhere at the finish of June.

Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders.

A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar.

Sometimes I think a single sneeze could be the terminate of us, my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved into a passing truck.

Big business organization overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the right, been driving through the night to bring united states of america the best price.

If you can't see me I tin't see you.

More people die on the route than they practice in the ocean, maybe we should mull over culling cars instead of sharks (or only lock them upwardly in parks where we tin can go and view them).

There'south a bypass over Holbrook now, paid for with burgers no doubt, I've lost count of all the cows.

At that place'll exist no salad sandwiches. The police of averages says we'll cease in the next town where petrol toll is down (what do I know anyway?) If y'all can't encounter me I can't run into you.

Crippling Cocky Doubtfulness and a General Lack of Confidence

Tell Me How You Really Feel – seven. Crippling Self Doubt and a Full general Lack of Confidence

Aye they say whoever pays
The piper calls the tune
Let's avoid the truth
Make you all feel special

Your desperation stinks
I tin smell it on your breath
A certain absolut anosmic
Got yourself to arraign for this

(Tell me how you lot actually feel)

I don't know, I don't know annihilation
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Your opinion means a lot
Well tell me what's the use?
I never feel as stupid
As when I'm around yous

And indecision rots
Like a handbag of last weeks meat
And I guess information technology's hard to proceed
Everybody happy

(Tell me how yous actually experience)

I don't know, I don't know annihilation
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Lance Jr.

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 7. Lance Jr.

I masturbated to the songs you wrote.

Resuscitated all of my hopes.

Information technology felt incorrect only it didn't take too long.

Much appreciated are your songs.

Doesn't mean I like y'all man.

It merely helps me get to sleep.

And it'south cheaper than Temazepam.

I under-estimated your intelligence.

A footling scrap of weed mixed with some sentiment.

Over-rated films marked 'XXX' Come on play information technology with some tenderness.

If I Don't Hear From Y'all This evening

Things Take Time, Have Fourth dimension – seven. If I Don't Hear From You Tonight

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, eventually it's fine.
Simply like a lonely satellite, drifting for a picayune while.
If I don't hear from y'all tonight, if I don't hear from you tonight.

And information technology's so tranquility exterior, with this curfew lullaby.
Is now an okay time to, tell y'all that I like you?
I wait for your reply, await for your reply.
If I don't hear from you this night, if I don't hear from you tonight.

And I swear i'll never mention, this ever once more.
Only now that I got your attending, I don't wanna bore the brains outta your caput.

All my fears collided, when our mutual friend confided in me that
There's a 90-nine percentage gamble that it's requited.
I read my bible left to right,
I fantasise I'm by your side.
I lay awake and wonder why,
I pray for rain and angels cry.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from yous tonight.

Babe I demand reminding, I got feelings besides.
And I tried my best to hide them, only I don't wanna hibernate anything from you.

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, eventually it'south fine.
Yknow that every morning time I'm rise with yous on my mind.
If loving yous's a offense, and then gimme those front end folio headlines,
across the country and worldwide, singing I won't give upwardly this time.

If I don't hear from you this evening,
I know you probably closed your eyes,
And everything will be alright,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from you this evening,
If I don't hear from you this evening,
If I don't hear from yous this night.

Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Get To The Party

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 8. Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Go To The Party

You lot always go what you want and yous don't even effort.

Your friends detest information technology when information technology'southward always going your mode, but I'one thousand glad that you've that got luck on your side.

You're proverb definitely maybe.

I'm proverb probably no.

Yous say you'll sleep when you're dead, I'm scared i'll die in my slumber, I guess that's not a bad manner to go.

I wanna get out but I wanna stay home.

Why you so eager to delight? I wear my center on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the winter, gotta be a fake or shiver, It takes a dandy deal out of me.

Yes I similar hearing your stories, but I've heard them all before.

I'd rather stay in bed, with the pelting over my head, than take to pick my brain upward off of the flooring.

I wanna get out but I wanna stay home.

Help Your Self

Tell Me How You Really Feel – viii. Help Your Self

Darkness depends on where yous're standing
Bound the creek n watch the sunshine swim
You found inner peace in the inner due north-e.
Got a momentary curve
Gimme dreams up-stream
Lower Dantian screaming

You lot got a lot on your plate
Don't let it become to waste material
Apprehensive but hungry
Demand validation

You catch the moon then carefully
Jiff out, breath in
This tiger claw gets patient
Pull back n release.
The sign on the shelf says
"Delight aid your cocky"
Won't you lot tell me something new
Yous're in tune with who surrounds you

You got a lot on your plate
Don't let information technology go to waste
Humble but hungry
Demand validation

You got a lot on your heed
You know that half the time
Information technology's just half as true
Don't let it swallow you

Are You lot Looking After Yourself?

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 8. Are You Looking After Yourself?

Are y'all 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 desire no nine to 5, telling me that I'yard alive and 'Human being, you're doing well!'

Have you got some money saved up for those rainy days?

You should start some sort of trust fund only incase you neglect.

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 set, information technology stopped working when we got here (it'due south been 4 years).

Are you eating? You sound and then sparse.

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 domestic dog.

Should become married, take some babies, sentry the evening news.

Write A Listing of Things to Look Frontwards to

Things Take Time, Accept Time – 8. Write A List of Things to Expect Forward to

Nobody knows, why nosotros keep trying, why we proceed trying.
And so on it goes, I'm looking frontward to the next alphabetic character that I'm gonna go from you lot.

A baby is built-in, as a human being lay dying, as a man lay dying.
And and so on information technology goes, I'm looking forward to the side by side letter that I'g gonna go from you.

Sit beside me, lookout the world burn down, we'll never learn we don't deserve nice things.
And we'll scream, self-righteously, we did our all-time but what does that even mean.

I'm walking around, walking around.
With my head down, my head downwards.
I'chiliad pushing away, I'grand pushing abroad.
Yeah I'chiliad pushing away, pushing away.

Debbie Downer

Sometimes I Sit and Recollect, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 9. Debbie Downer

Tell me when you're getting bored and I'll leave.

I'm not the i who put the chain effectually your feet.

I'm sorry for all of my insecurities, but it'southward just part of me.

Envy is thin because it bites but never eats.

That's what a nice old Castilian lady once told me.

Hey Debbie Downer plough that frown upside down and simply be happy.

I don't inquire besides much of y'all, information technology's truthful, and I can't read your heed.

Don't stop listening I'm not finished nevertheless.

I'm not fishing for your compliments.

I'1000 growing older every time I blink my eyes.

Ho-hum, neurotic everything that I despise.

Nosotros had some lows we had some mids nosotros had some highs.

Sell me all your golden rules and I'll come across if that's the kind of person that I want to exist.

If I'thou not happy I'll be glad I kept receipts.

I won't ask too much of you, I used to wonder what to wear.

Don't stop listening I'yard non finished yet, I'thousand non fishing for your compliments.

Walkin' On Eggshells

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 9. Walkin' On Eggshells

Before we go started I'll clean this up
No use drinkin' from a leakin' cup
Yknow what I hateful?
Non really it seems

N when we get going' we'll go on it sane
Modify is as good as a holiday
I'm not claimin' I'yard some patron saint

Say what you desire
Don't got a lot
Oh but what I got
I'd requite
It all away

Walkin' on eggshells gets tiring
Pullin' teeth, white knucklin'
N I don't wanna hurt your feelings
So I say nothing

Sorta self-rightous my heart of gold
Just sit dorsum, do what you lot're told
If you spot information technology you got it
Well maybe I got it too

(and information technology goes, and it goes, aye it goes away…
say what yous mean to say)

Say what y'all desire
Don't got a lot
Oh merely what I got
I'd requite
It all abroad

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh just what you got
You'd throw
Information technology all away

Scotty Says

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 9. Scotty Says

In my wallet is a photo of you.

The mean solar day we separate I ripped it in two.

Stuck it back together with glue.

Tear my posters down from the wall.

Don't wanna worship no dead heroes.

Everything I owned I sold.

I got lost somewhere between hither and there, I'm not sure what the town was called.

In my pocket is a bottle of bluish.

Drink it when I'm feeling misconstrued.

Don't like the taste but I like the overview.

I fabricated a lot of coin in my days.

Spent it all on the current craze.

I don't see no need to salvage.

I got lost somewhere betwixt here and in that location, I'grand not sure what the town was called.

Splendour

Things Take Time, Have Fourth dimension – 9. Splendour

I say, why are you always leaving me?
You say, you're the one leaving me.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss you.
Really gonna miss you.

Retrieve when we watched that sunset?
Deep in the desert, on the cliff edge.
Some day, so soon, I'll be seeing you
I'll be seeing you.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am actually gonna miss you lot.
Really gonna miss you.

Kim's Caravan

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 10. Kim's Caravan

Watermarks on the ceiling.

I tin see Jesus and he'southward frowning at me.

I run across a dead seal on the beach.

The onetime man says he's "already saved it 3 times this week. Gauge it merely wants to die?

I would wanna die too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air just to be fair I've done my share guess everybody's got their unlike betoken of view."

I was driving downwardly sun set up strip (Phillip Island, non Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a cool drink, took a sandy seat on the shore.

There'due south a paper on the footing, it makes my headache quite profound as I read it out aloud (It said) "The Great Barrier Reef it ain't so great anymore, It's been raped across belief, the dredgers care for it like a whore."

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'grand thankful for this view.

We either call up that we're invincible or that we are invisible but realistically we're somewhere in between.

We all call up that we are nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody.

Don't ask me what I really mean, I am just a reflection of what y'all really wanna see so take what you lot want from me.

And so take what yous want from me.

So accept what you desire from me.

So take what yous desire from me.

So take what you want from me.

Satellites on the ceiling, I can Jesus and she's smiling at me.

All I wanna say is…

Sunday Roast

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 10. Dominicus Roast

Don't come with your artillery swinging
Throw them around me
Some kind of sweet relief
I promise you never exit
Information technology's all the aforementioned to me

But bring yourself
You lot know your presence is
Present enough
I got a front row seat
Information technology's all the same to me

I spend a lotta my time
Doin' a whole lotta naught
I know you're doin' your all-time
I think you lot're doin' just fine

I know it'due south been a long week
And at present you're takin' your fourth dimension
Some kindness goes around
Some kinda backfires
Information technology'due south however to me

Ignore that voice
It puts you down
You lot make your selection
I'm here for yous

Information technology's all the aforementioned to me
I got a lot on my mind
Just I dunno how to say information technology
I know you're doin' your all-time
I think you're doin' only fine

Go along on keepin' on yknow you're not alone
And I know all your stories but I'll listen to them once again
And if you movement away yknow I'll miss your face
It'south all the aforementioned to me yknow it'due south nevertheless to me

Canned Tomatoes – Whole

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 10. Canned Tomatoes – Whole

I walk slowly to the store, you lot don't live hither anymore
You used to live circular the corner (cigarettes and alcohol)

Last week I turned twenty-four, you don't call me anymore
We used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the floor

I still get the post for you, I go out it at the door
Every letter seems a warning, pay your rego by the quaternary

Mon morning laundry or java on the garden wall
You lot're good 'cause you're never boring, you should probably phone call me more than

Oh The Night

Things Take Time, Take Time – 10. Oh The Night

Oh the night, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get low.
And I don't really need reminding,
I know information technology's merely in my heed.

And you say that's show biz infant.
Nothing ever stays the same.
Just I'm the aforementioned kid, ever laughing
At your jokes the same old fashion.

Deplorable that I been deadening yknow it takes a footling,
Time for me to show, how I
Really feel. Won't y'all run across me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

And the days seem so familiar
Like a moving picture ya never seen.
Yet you nevertheless get that strange nostalgia
In the sentimental scenes.

Sorry that I been slow yknow it takes a lilliputian,
Time for me to show, how I
Really feel. Won't you see me somewhere in the middle
On our ain time-zone.

Oh the night, goes then slowly,
someday, I get low.
And I don't really need reminding,
I know it's but in my heed.

Boxing Solar day Blues

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 11. Boxing Day Blues

I know that I let yous downward.

You're not keen on what you lot found.

When's the funeral, practice you want me to come?

I'm not what you lot're looking for.

My house has an open door.

You need a lock and a key.

I love all of your ideas.

You dearest the thought of me.

Lover I've got no idea.

Lover I've got no thought.

Lover I've got no idea.

Boxing Day Blues (Revisited)

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – eleven. Battle Day Dejection (Revisited)

How was your day?

Mine was OK.

Worked my fingers down to the os.

How nearly yous, what did y'all practice?

Spent my whole nighttime dreaming of you.

Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Twenty-four hour period: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

I'm feeling fine, except the times I'thousand not.

Why you lot then calm? I wanna shout.

I wanna rip my goddamn pharynx out.

Similar a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown abroad.

Why don't you experience for me anymore?

We're just like two icebergs in climate change: drifting away.

Why do you feel for me anyway?

Porcelain

The Double EP: A Sea of Separate Peas – 11. Porcelain

I found you at the shop, pretty every bit porcelain.

You are worth so much more than, than what you're going for.

Don't let them handle you, you ameliorate get-go praying.

That ain't no way to be, I got a color TV.

I'll listen a thousand times, you can repeat yourself.

If it helps clear your mind, it's just another nighttime.

Call me when you are washed, I'll count my tickets up.

No need to feel and then low, you lot're merely every bit low as you could go.

Ode To Odetta

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 12. Ode To Odetta

I sing high, you sing low.

I swing by, and you're non home.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come home.

I sing patently, you lot sing pretty.

Everything you say sounds easy.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come dwelling.

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