Lyrics

Once this page is more developed, songs that have been recorded/released will either have an attached audio file or a link to the song. Also, a lot of these lyric sheets could just be read as poems, if you prefer. Peace and love.

A Dozen Jackalopes

"You will come home and find me so stoned that I can't speak"

 A dozen jackalopes followed me home and they told me what you had said
They were an omen, a sign of good hope, that we could be friends again
Mother superior, leather interior of the corvette car you drive
When I imagine the good times, you're usually taking me for a ride
My heart moves like a pitch clock thumping, throbbing in my head
I've been having to sleep around your imprint in my bed
This town makes me imagine the old days, let's go out and dance
I have long since longed for the sensation of you swimming through my hands

You will come home and find me so stoned that I can't speak
You come home and I'm looking at pictures of you
When you come home, I'm opening a new self-help book
When you come home, I'll be waiting for you

A dozen devils came around last night and crowded at the foot of my bed
They said everyone in this town is waiting for me to drop dead

You will come home and find me face down in the bathtub
This is my idea of how to relax
I am your servant and I simply cannot function
From when you leave in the morning til you get back
Antitois, Do You Still Love Me?

"Everyone loves me and I don't want to die"

 Let's get so lonely that it's practically love
You were sent to me by the heavens above
Oh baby
Oh girl
I said nah, nah, tell me babe
What's been wrong with you?

Let's take the politic and boil it in brine
Let's break bread and then drown it in wine
Antitois, do you still love me?
Antitois, are you above me?
Let's take the passe and turn it into love
You were sent to me by the heavens above
Antitois, do you still love me?
Antitois, are you above me?

Everyone loves me and I don't want to die
Untitled Transvestite Song

"I was bricky as hell in the summer of seventy"

 I was bricky as hell in the summer of seventy
With terror on my mind
Used to ingest substance to a pallid oneness
Just to pass the time
Martha my dear, it is abundantly clear
I cannot feel love anymore
Hope came and went on the foot of our daughter
When she walked out our backdoor

I was cruising the pier with academy queers
Who wanted to get a taste of the city life
They were asking me questions, they had naughty intentions,
So I offered them my kindly advice
"Gather your books and relinquish your hooks
Which you've dug into my skin
I'm not here to portray what you want me to display
A portrait of a woman in sin"

I was bricky as hell in the garment district
Feeling like a man in a dress
You've gotta tie me up, you've gotta wire me up
I think it would be for the best
Annie

"I've been spending nights out on the lawn/Our bedroom's been cold with no love to thaw"

 Annie, I want you to marry me
I want you so bad it does me wrong
Annie, well don't you give up on me You know I won't leave you waiting long
You've been passing me by every day
I don't know how to make my Annie stay
You turn on the telephone, and I'll turn on my God

Annie, come on and lay waste to me
When's the last time you turned me on?
Annie, you know something's wrong with me
And in the morning I'll be gone
I've been spending nights out on the lawn
Our bedroom's been cold with no love to thaw
You turn to the simpler ways, and I'll turn to my God

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3/23/2026: news scary but hm question

11:07 pm. Watching Bowling for Columbine and there's a sequence where they make the point of maybe violence/paranoia is so much more common in America than Canada even though they also have plenty of gun ownership is that American news is always about violent or otherwise doom-inducing local events. You'd get better ratings covering one violent crime every night than you would reporting that violent crime has actually gone down by x%. And so Americans are kind of taught this fear of strangers and distrust of their neighbor that makes a disparity between how many homeowners lock their doors in Chicago versus Ontario. So, what does that say about the advent of shock/gore sites available across the world (if your country's censorship laws aren't too tough (and most aren't)), where you can see the worst of the worst of the violent crimes?

3/27/2026: Four loko is fucking clear?

Four loko is fucking clear?