O Brave Yet Ignorant Swine

by Mold Monkies

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1.
No No No No 03:42
Looking out of the kitchen door Don’t want to look, don’t want to fight no more I just want to get a grip on my own charade I hear the static on the radio I hear the public got a right to know You get it sour enough and you can make lemonade Now I can write, I’m a pretty good writer I feel the hand on my neck is getting tighter It goes in and stirs ’round and it comes out here I could use another beer I hear it’s party time in Hollywood I hear it all and I don’t feel so good A daily dose of depression just watching the news There’s a tornado when I look inside You come along and get a wild ride Nobody ever burst a vessel just screaming the blues Out on the street, everybody’s going crazy again They’re all dancing like the devil’s own children You look out and you frown, but I might go play It doesn’t matter anyway No no no no no no no No no no no no no no Now now now now now now now
2.
One more time, let’s review what’s on your mind You’re feeling left behind and unappreciated Now you’ve said, still the doubts play in your head What if you’re a fraud instead Profoundly overrated (I don’t know) We’ve arrived, welcome to your screwed-up life The world took up a knife and cut out all your courage Now you sit and you stay here in your bed Roll over and play dead Turn blindly from the wreckage Chorus: One reason’s all you need to hear To blunder blindly backward Three days and counting till you Forfeit all you’ve won So you build your little house of pain And you do what you do Every day you build it up again And you do what you do And I know you think that I’m the same But truth to say I’m worlds away from you Fix yourself? You can’t even fix a flat You’re smart, I’ll give you that; a gross underachiever You need help, and you need someone to date Although I hesitate inflicting you on others Chorus Find peace of mind Seems like an easy task until you’re losing it So many times you have to ask the way I’d have to say you’re screwed So you build your little house of pain …
3.
They’re cloning Nixon’s nose They’re cloning Nixon’s nose They think we need another Nixon, I suppose The aliens are behind it The Raelians are behind it It’s somewhere where we can’t find it Nixon’s nose Is this how they get their kicks on If only we could get a fix on Don’t go running with a pointed stick, son You might put out a nose They’re cloning Nixon’s nose They’re cloning Nixon’s nose They think we need another Nixon, I suppose The CIA is behind it The KKK wouldn’t mind it and Bam and Bob want to grind it Nixon’s nose He may show up before you know it I hope they don’t clone what’s below it We gotta find it before we blow it Nixon’s nose They’re cloning Nixon’s nose They’re cloning Nixon’s nose They think we need another Nixon I suppose
4.
A woman’s eyes can be moved to lies by the heart of a girl All you want is to sink your teeth in the heart of the world A shopful of candy, so where do you turn The sugar’s a blessing; it disguises the burn I met you on the way down south on a roller coaster ride I rode the curves and I came back down; I was messed up inside You didn’t mean it — you can’t help yourself But I was only a trophy you could put on your shelf It isn’t right to say That you still think about me while you’re turning away You have to let it go ’Cause the dark days are over and it looks like the end of the show I might have really cared for you I might have turned my back on everything true But these are things that might have been We stand up and brush off and move forward again And again and again — If old flames died a merciful death I would not be alone But since you left, all the lights are on but there’s nobody home There’s always tomorrow, or didn’t you know I won’t be around to tell you I told you so It isn’t right to say That you still think about me while you’re turning away I’ve lived enough to know That the dark days are over and it looks like the end It isn’t right to say That you still think about me while I’m fading away You have to let it go ’Cause the darkness is gone and it looks like the end of the show
5.
The 16-wheeler's air horn pierced the crisp morning air as the driver checked his watch yet again. God help us all if the truckload of pork chops didn't make it to the docks by 9:15. Whose meal would be hot and steaming then? O brave yet ignorant swine, who gave their lives to harden the arteries of the youth of tomorrow's Oklahoma ... Rory tensed, sensing a greater-than-average amount of broken glass shards and roofing nails littering the road ahead ... Monkey, wanna, warm overripe banana Soft and icky, drip sticky on my shirt Pork and candy; hot guilty dreams of Gandhi Furry, moldy, soul food you sold me — What’s for dessert?
6.
John 03:41
John thinks about his life It’s a humdrum thing That he wouldn’t trade for all the world Long evenings with the wife And he seldom thinks of the time that passed Like a page that curled And then vanished in the flame It’s just some other world Never even had a name John sits and sorts his past It’s a sordid task That he wouldn’t want to do without Old memories under glass In their place at last And he talks to them as he lays them out I thought you’d never end But I found I’d shut you out Yes I’d lived you down, my friend John thinks about his life It’s a humdrum thing that he wouldn’t mind at all
7.
Another insane night and I have you to thank I wonder what you’re thinking and I come up blank If I could get some sleep I might have a moment to unwind You’re a hurricane waiting for a place to strike A pair of brown eyes begging for the things you like You got the means to get ’em if you only made up your mind Chorus: Out of control, yet so, eager to please Lie down with dogs, you know, you get up with fleas Out of control, yet so, eager to please You’re the same as me You’d like a long night walking on a moonlit beach Maybe a quiet meal with something warm in reach And if I didn’t have a life myself, your wishes could come true I need a tranquilizer, something off the shelf (tranquilize me) I need a long vacation somewhere by myself (dancing nightly) But if you give me that look I know I’ll make that booking for two Chorus Take me for a fool again, I feel no pain I’m only here to serve, as we both know Chorus
8.
And so it comes round once again You say you want me for your friend But now you’re taking me away, away You say you know how I must feel And that this time it’s all for real I might be scared but that’s okay, okay I want you, out of my mind Don’t want to share what’s deep inside I want you, out of my mind But don’t you dare leave me behind You bring me to this shining space So clean and cold, a soulless place And then you say I’m here to stay, stay I know you think I’m just a kid But I’ve seen things you never did I’ve lived a year for every day, day I want you, out of my mind I’m a little scared what you might find I want you, out of my mind But don’t you dare leave me behind I felt so long it must be true That if I once reached out to you You’d turn your back and walk away, away I hope by now you’ve worked it out That I can’t help but shut you out Just don’t give up on me I pray, pray I want you, out of my mind Don’t want to share what’s deep inside I want you, out of my mind I’m a little scared what you might find I want you, out of my mind I know you care, but still I hide I want you, out of my mind But don’t you dare leave me behind
9.
City beat, staring at your feet, thinking what a beat street Here’s a treat, can you spare a dime, brother You pushed him down, now it’s your turn to pay That’s what he’s thinking anyway At the light, traffic to the right, what a sight, right People crushed tight, people hating each other You’re in the herd just as long as you stay That’s got you thinking anyway Chorus: Life in the big city It’ll burn you down, it’ll push you under Life in the big city It’ll burn you up, it’ll make you wonder why You take the time to stay alive Nighttime on the city line, it’s a crime Someone’s coming up behind, and you know you’re in trouble You can hide but you still have to pay You’ll take a hiding anyway High rise, living in the skies, stinging like flies Time to get wise, hit the ground on the double No head for heights, isn’t that what you’d say It’s time to head out anyway Chorus Speed pace, join the human race, It’s a fine chase, sweat upon your face, running under your collar I would guess if it was snowing today You’d be sweating anyway City beat, staring at your feet, thinking can I take the heat It’s a cheat, you can bet your last dollar You can head for the hills any day That’s got you thinking anyway Chorus
10.
Fat-ass Melvin stands in line and waits for the bus Washes seldom if at all — develops a crust And pot-head Lawrence reads the signs that say where to park Stark abhorrence is his friend, alone in the dark I’ve spent too many hours on Asylum Street I dodged another bullet, now I’m losing sleep It’s worthless, even when you scratch the surface The tarnish goes a long way down Later we’ll debate this For now just get us out of town, yeah Ginger Justice dresses down and stars in a film And she’s soft-centered but her shell is baked in a kiln She dates a bad boy by the name of Gentleman Jack He’s got a jacket with his name tattooed on the back So buy another beer and float your mind away And let’s pretend we learned our lesson for the day Temptation, only ever means frustration The answer’s barely out of reach Encased in machination Don’t bother on Asylum Street When you scratch the surface The tarnish goes a long way down Later we’ll debate this For now just get us out of town, yeah
11.
I saw you first a month ago Seems so long I told myself I’d do without You proved me wrong Oh no, oh no Now in the evening when I rest You’re in my brain And in the morning when I wake It’s just the same Oh no, oh no Chorus: And all you worlds calling to me from the screen And your words falling through me in between And all your images scream You must live our dream The Sunday paper brings a treat Be still my heart A two-page spread, you look so sweet A work of art Oh no, oh no Chorus The time has come to bring you home My dreams fulfilled And now to work till I am gray To pay your bill Oh no, oh no Chorus
12.
The Big Lie 03:34
Three things off the top of my head I’d have said if you’d let me know You live by the family code Don’t explode and don’t let it show And so you don’t think of me Don’t talk of me, or try to see Feel free to dispose of me now Take a bow and send me to hell My name doesn’t ring any bells Someone else will do just as well No wonder you look satisfied You’ve covered up the underside Chorus: And look at you now You’ve got it down like science Strange defiance and running away again I’ll never be a hero Back to zero, I wait for the big lie to end (doo doo doo doo doo doo doo) Your next mark awaits at the bar Bring the car, he’ll help you forget He won’t know what hit him until There’s a chill — he’s stuck in the net Now that you don’t talk to me, You can’t lie to me, can’t you see? Chorus Down low I know that I’m safe from a fall You’re flying high and you’re having a ball While I wait for the end of it all Chorus
13.
Work Harder 05:27
I can’t sleep, I can’t eat I can’t stand on my own two feet When the sun fades away I still pace in my walled off cage I’m worn out, I feel dead Staple projects to my head Steal a pen, write a friend This is the end Started out, it was fun Feels alive to be under the gun All the time, it gets old There’s the phone, it’s my life on hold Every day, more to do Finish one job and there’s two Feel my life slip away, More every day Should I take a small vacation? Just so I don’t lose my mind? Would it make for more frustration, Falling behind? Total this, count the cost Everyone thinks that I’m the boss But I’m not, what a shock I may smile, but I don’t know squat Start to shake, coffee break When my eyeballs start to ache I would walk out the door, But who’d mind the store? Should I make life less demanding? Look for some way to break free? Work for someone understanding? Someone like me?
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All instruments by Nick Appleby and Russell Shaddox
Recorded and mixed by Nick Appleby at Buzzbaby Studios
Cover photograph used with permission of the Emporia (KS) Gazette
CD design by Russell Shaddox

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released October 1, 2005

1,3,4,7,10,13 ©2005 Russell Shaddox (BMI)
6,8,9,11 ©2005 Nick Appleby (BMI)
2,5,12,14 ©2005 Nick Appleby (BMI) and Russell Shaddox (BMI)

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