Calamity Song - The Decemberists

So you got me all figured out Got me standing in the corner with your finger out I play along, play along for now But I know something you don't know I got your disease, I got your disease Never wanted a part of it but now I'm down on my knees Maybe eyes are meant for crying after all Maybe hands were made to crawl Silence so deafening I can hear my heart beating I'll never be the same No! Die! No! Die! Die! Die! Die!

Psy-psy-psy Psychosomatic antics Liotta with the chantix Gettin' the people chantin' With the thing in hand like Peter Frampton Damn I love your way You been a damsel in dismay A different caliber Excalibur in hand Then venture out to dragon slay To battle stations Skate and make a figure eight on thin ice A left then a right A step above ascension tonight Excuse me beautiful, hate to intrude but you got a light? I'm tryna fight away my shadow But what's maddening is actually that Shadows can't exist when light ain't givin' them life I'm mid in the night Unwillingness to give in and hide I sit and I write A bit of mind, a piece of perspective In hopes you recollect long after you've deleted this record Depleted in seconds Retreating, yet my feet won't allow it So don't get greedy I'm just feeding off my weekly allowance To leave em astounded Around it then I'm circling back I'm first to attack Got matches stashed with canistered rags Expanded vocab Exploding, can't control this it has To be the nastiest most insolent Insulting shit to slip on up and out a mouth through human lips And yet he still be doin it Mix a little Hebrew in it Ma nishma bitch The dude's a dimwit What'd you expect his shit was silly to begin with Leave em little What a pity Got a burial to finish A venereal within this Debonair he's so exquisite In a minute flip the script and make you shit up in your britches Betchu wish you never gave it a listen Diction stranger than fiction Friction rippin' in a way to split your brain down the middle Malcolm came in with a spliff and yet it ain't make difference I'm still a sicko Spitting razors separate your vas deferens And pass a hex on down your lineage Zeroni descendents Can Stanley save the family Yelnats from the brink of extinction? I think but maybe not We'll see what's in store I never lack a bubble bath I got about a hundred more I just be seeping deep within the Aquafina galore Dasani all in my pores I'm feeling Fiji on my feet You're feeding fishes while you're sleeping for sure My rubber ducky doesn't love me no more But that's ok, her mother goose is a whore My goose is cooked if pedals don't hit the floor I'm falling over, out and onto the shore You won't hear from him no more Adore his memory but not what he bore He's off to catch his z's, latch curtains please, eternally snore

Callin me crazy I'll take it to mean that they think I'm amazing Maybe I'm crazy But maybe they make me this way to dilapidate all I'm creating They wanna sedate me Take me and say that I'm losing my weight but it's mass that I'm gaining I'm spastic and anything halfway to maps in the asscrack of the facts is forever ensnaring Maybe it's nonsense Maybe it's bonkers Maybe it's honesty coming in backwards Maybe it's flushing the thoughts of a villainous heart into something pedantic and hapless I wanna be happy, tell me who doesn't But where I'm at feels like a far distant cousin Maybe the tooth fairy's carrying more than just money And soon in my sleep I'll be smothered Until I discover One fateful day in the summer Coming home late from dilemmas I'm ever a part of And starting to wonder what fate could've made for me Had I not crumbled up under the weight of self hate To abandon myself in a tundra Degrading my wonder And taking my state of elation to rip me apart And to ever then tear me asunder Life's one mother fucker Like it or not gotta love her Screaming out fuck it Testing our luck before punting the bucket And risking it all for the biscuits and muffins Guess where they're stuffin I do and I did and I doesn't I wish that I didn't forget who I wasn't But I'm at a point to appoint poignant points in abundance As if I were able to function I'm here at the function Hearing a decent injunction And wearing a fleece for the function Appearing to me that we're here to deceive all the people receding in bunches Hunched over Gut feelings never come when sober So if ima deliver this shit when I get an idea I'll be lighting off tungstens Running on crutches Setting a path yet alas Destinations amass in abundance Cut em in half and the options appear to be clear In the rear it's a massive assumption But fuck it I'm bumpin Sputterin utterance only to get a reaction or somethin Now isn't that something Coming to terms with a fallacy All just to come and say something So I think it's check mate Take it and place it in places reduced to the view of UV rays On to some new days Hip to the hoo-ray Hop to beginning this stage of the new wave Welcome to doomsday If not today or tomorrow it's coming on Monday or Tuesday And if you do make it through, yay for you Way to prove they can lose all of they shit, Bobby Boucher

And just to be completely candid I don't fuck with this life Wish I could step into a cannon Light the fuse and just fly Over the canopy So I can see the land stretchin' out Feel all the things I wish I had Till I come crashing to grounds But I stay floatin' Only hopin' to remember the pleasure Until the days I get so curious To taste a Beretta It gets so serious But mood can vary quick as the weather But even Noah had to bear Through forty days for the better So now I'll come to terms with everything I've done to this moment And only know that I can shoulder Hold it now and just own it Or I can find a side of mind to put it Till it just builds up to rip up Half my decent thoughts The other half get so twisted and pick up Right where I left off I don't believe in distinctions of evil Even when I supersede the seat for judge of the people Never will they budge they brand it good or the bad They're mistaken If it's yours or theirs Which life do you think they're gonna be takin Or Maybe I can make it to another day Andale On we go to conquer woes And offer those with a prophecy Offering to off your demons In our dreams when we're off to sleep On to those who don't believe in holy ghosts Well they're onto me... And I can only wonder why you'd be fond of me I don't blame the ones who hate me Shit, I'm one of you honestly But if I know anything While still forgetting a lot of things It's that I can be allotted Small amounts of some decency Recently I found it deep in me But now I'm just hoping That I can tap it, build a map To carry back to the moment That only had me laughing spastically Remember the happy Until I'm shaken from this dream It seems that I was just napping So can it happen? If it's gonna rather sooner than later So all my loved ones can just move on From my ardent behavior I'm snapping at your Lord and Savior Tell Her give me an answer and after Maybe I can stay here as Her tiniest dancer This stanza's running on too long I think I'll cut it to sever Before I get so buried into it Forgettin' if whether I'm speaking all my deepest truths to you but what'll it do If it turns out everything I'm saying's just a desperate attempt to be clever Then I don't get it... I really don't get it But if I don't say everything Then ima live to regret it As long as I said it My head can be at relative peace Up until my demons come-a-knockin To collect the forgotten... Demons come-a-knockin To collect the forgotten I'd like to think I would've stayed But that was never an option All of my actions lead me backwards But if it's gonna happen I'll make it quick so all my loved ones Can just get back to laughin'

River run And brother row And the ease between us, The calm below The rings, these twisted things cast off in the arms of those long low aways The lights, the river's striped, and will we not belong to those long low and lazy Surround us Oh, drown us A wailing whine, a Wendigo A waltzing night, oh bending road Me, I couldn't sleep, caught in some long that would seem to all but all the song But here, we river swim to wash away the light that seems to all but all be found Surround me Oh, drown me

O Philomena You in a tawdry gown Lean to your window Let slip a ribbon down A cure to your boredom If only you'd let me go down Down down Long summer days Can lead to lazy vices Boys all at idle Left to their own devices Open up your linen lap And let me go down Down down All that I wanted in the world Was just to live to see a naked girl But I found I quickly bored I wanted more I wanted more So I'll be your candle I'll be your statuette. I'll be your lashing Loop of leatherette O Philomena if only You'd let me go down. Down down All that I wanted in the world Was just to live to see a naked girl But I found I quickly bored I wanted more Oh so much more So I'll be your candle I'll be your statuette. I'll be your lashing Loop of leatherette O Philomena if only You'd let me go down. Down down Go down down down Go down Go down

So we already wrecked the rental car And I've already lost my way But feet entombed in this tourist bar For today, anyway So lay me down on the cobblestone And unfurl this aching [?] The streets are built on ancient bones And the crib of the rest Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't the mistral Blow away? Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow So it's me and you and the baby boy And a ford to share the weight Breaking out a little joy Blown aways, back to space Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't the mistral Blow away? Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't the mistral Blow away? Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't the mistral Blow away?