GUIDED BY VOICES – THE DRINKING JIM CROW

(R. Pollard)

Ahhhhhhh, I have emotional scars
Ahhhhhhh, I don’t understand what your saying
Ahhhhhhh, It’s an accomplice of mine (Drowning in the commerce of life)
Feeeeling somethings going to blow
and watch where you go
I’m the drinking Jim Crow

Ahhhhhhh, Did you know it a traditional game
Ahhhhhhh, and we market it as a (and got out every morning, I feel like)
nasty little nation
drinking from the fire in the well
Extracting all the venom from the snake

Be careful you know
I’m the drinking Jim Read more…

GUIDED BY VOICES – THE WINTER COWS

So sing, so sing the winter cows
They lowly croak and no-one wonders where they are
Now they know
Just what will come remains a mystery to me
Now they know
Just what will come remains a mystery to me
To me
Remains a myster

And when they come into our view they disappear like a lonely star
The winter cows are leaving now
The summer sun is burning their eyes
Their infant eyes
Burning their eyes
Their infant eyes
Burning their eyes

GUIDED BY VOICES – AND I DON’T

I crept into a box of mesmerizing trinkets
And i probably shouldn’t think it
And i don’t so now i do

A panoramic expo
Hey, give me a ballpark estimate
I don’t drive a good car or a bargain
So now i do

Here’s what i have done for you
A life on the run
A foxhole and a gun
A roof that blocks out the view
I never had one
I didn’t want one
And i don’t so now i do

GUIDED BY VOICES – REDBOOTS AND THE HELMET

(R. Pollard – J. Pollard)

Redboots smiled like an electric child
The gift his father gave him
Came straight from God
“Journey onward, Son
Through porcupine nights and daffodil days…”
This was in 19 something and 5
Before the rise of the faceless union
In the heart of Mork and Mindy
Spit through tubeless transportation

This catastrophic nightmare endured
Just a burning fart away
From the terminal tooth decay

The landscapes
The algoythms
Penelope
The head shrinkers
We’re all too much

Like a sunburn in the arctic
The best Elvis on Earth
The final calculation of Read more…

GUIDED BY VOICES – THE DRINKING JIM CROW

(R. Pollard)

Ahhhhhhh, I have emotional scars
Ahhhhhhh, I don’t understand what your saying
Ahhhhhhh, It’s an accomplice of mine (Drowning in the commerce of life)
Feeeeling somethings going to blow
and watch where you go
I’m the drinking Jim Crow

Ahhhhhhh, Did you know it a traditional game
Ahhhhhhh, and we market it as a (and got out every morning, I feel like)
nasty little nation
drinking from the fire in the well
Extracting all the venom from the snake

Be careful you know
I’m the drinking Jim Read more…

GUIDED BY VOICES – SELECTIVE SERVICE

Beyond honky hearts
In the bengal lunch
Where distributors launch
A thoroughbred party
Madly they bite at the
Beauty of life
All forgiveness included
And fuckin’ shit that
Requires insight
Strenuous
Laborous
Don’t preach, reach!
You know God loves you when you try
Of the same blood that stirs
Making men mean
Wake up fresh
And take a rake
Give up the blues
Let’s build something less fake

GUIDED BY VOICES – MARCHERS IN ORANGE

The white lines are tracers for the facers of the aftermath

Positioned in the situation, lost in battles of love

Still yearning–not learning, unborn…unhatched

Yet, but wait! It’s time to collide

To decide, if you will a purpose for the marchers in orang

And still a circus for the children in disguise

Throwing bones to the drug-sniffing dogs

Protecting what we’ve come to know as ours

For the colors we wear in our dreams

For the flags we fly in our films…

GUIDED BY VOICES – FLY INTO ASHES

Fly into ashes a hole
They will polish you brightly wherever you go
Their ashes come true
They’ll bring knowledge unto you wherever you know
Unofficial study guides will help you when you’re ready boy
Superficial lacerations they won’t hurt you
Exert you into growing out

Fly into ashes a hole
They will follow you into wherever you flow
To ashes so slow that the knowledge you acquire to help you
Ceilings now are clawing gold
They need something reverent and bold
Holding out for the heaven to Read more…

GUIDED BY VOICES – WEED KING

Long Live Rockathon
Offspring and Tag alongs were finding
The history book has lost its binding
pages everywhere
Two Titans without care will read them
We conjure ghosts and then we feed them
And if it all goes well we’ll laugh a lot
and then we’ll all take photographs
of what we made..lemonade
freedomcake quick to bake
trim the tree collectively
breath the air from the fair
and watch colored lights shine down
dancing round the lady’s face
as we learned the sound
we can(‘t?) keep this violent pace
though we know Read more…

GUIDED BY VOICES – MALLARD SMOKE

I ask you
You talk to me
You talk with her
It’s hard to see
It’s hard to think
It’s hard to breathe
It’s hard to guess
Again I’m with you
You talked your best
I’m talking too
You’ll always talk
Now we are through
No one is fair (?)
I laugh at you
I’m gonna be
Now we are through
I ask you
you talk to me
You talk with her
It’s hard to see
It’s hard to think
It’s hard to breathe
It’s hard to guess
Again I’m with you
You talk to me
I talk to you
We always Read more…