Destroyer

[fox69]

"Self Portrait With Thing (Tonight Is Not Your Night)"

"Self Portrait With Thing (Tonight Is Not Your Night)"


Honey, I know I know, you were born to give...
And I also know I'm not the one you've been dying to slip off with into the Night...
Cherished radical, I always knew you had it in you...
Trials by fire are so easily won -
Just try not to burn and things might not get worse...
Hollowed-out valleys now rattle with the curse that
Tonight is not your Night... It's not your Night

Well, I followed the cries to a second-story flat and,
In praise of bad luck, I threw down the homemade hat she made...
Soon, the feral beast did beautify our wounds with a body that knew -
You shouldn't hurt the ones you love... unless you really want to...

Tried to celebrate the world, not hurl insults at a girl...
But that finite rush which destroys every one of us is good destruction...
Yeah, Hannah, you heard it here first - It's the good destruction...

Now it's one forty-five and for some reason it's the season of trying to stay alive...
So, let's stick together and breathe beneath the weather...
It will be our doing...

Son, given the right occasion, I'd put myself up for sale to post the necessary bail that would free you from This kingdom...
But tonight is not your Night...
It's not your Night...

 

[fox69]

"Shooting Rockets (From The Desk Of Night's Ape)"

"Shooting Rockets (From The Desk Of Night's Ape)"


Caution, hot ashes
The girl says to her first kiss

They stuck eternity inside a bird's fist just to watch it fly
Just to make it go
Just to let them slip away
Don't ask me how I know
I just do

Night surgeon dons his robes
To take apart a fellow amateur
Well I've heard it once said
One gives what one gets
Oh I didn't go out into this world
Just to get stung by rich mans hornets
Who amongst us has left these things undone
Who let these animals into my kingdom

A blind doe learns to work the rig
A once thin man turns into a pig
The endless groves where my soul pukes the night away
The problem as I see it
I was messed up
On a tangent I was wrong
They mix them strong
And I was partial to the feeling
It's a terrible feast we've been stuffing our faces on
A terrible breeze from the east coming on
Bearing the scent of our one hundred first kills
You love her you leave her
You try to achieve
But the vision that she has from the start
I've got street despair carved into my heart
I've got street despair carved into my heart

My dear didn't you hear
A chorus is a thing that bears repeating
And the problem as I see it is
Girls stay away from that shit

Saw you in Swan Lake you were great
Saw you down in Strathcona square devouring an AfterEight
Who cares I didn't mean it
For your last encore
You sawed yourself in half
It was just you and your raft and this crummy requiem
Shooting rockets

Run or fly
At some point I had to ask why
I had to show you a world not tethered to disasters
But this would prove impossible
I snuck a look inside your skull and said
Don't look now
But Gretchen's seeing red again
The truth is a thing to coax out of it shell
The truth on this you and I are going to tangle
Off treacherous bliss off
First you come in all sweet
And then on tiger's paws you retreat
Into a darken nether shadow region
Hey are they still serving that piss
Shooting rockets

And it'd be true what they say
Were they to say why yes I dig the scourge

It's not that I quit
It's not that my poems are shit
In the light of the privilege of dreams
Alive she cried once now alive she screams
Shooting rockets

Praise be the delightful muezzin tending his flock
Praise be those alabaster hands running amok on your body
They love you in spite of your lame scene

We live in darkness the light is a dream you see
Shooting rockets

 

[fox69]

"Sick Priest Learns To Last Forever"

"Sick Priest Learns To Last Forever"


Make a mockery of the courts, receive your sentence, and take the fall.
The Strata Council sees your face and decides to declare you 'a doll.'

That's ok, yes it's fine…
You've been the same, most every time…
A sick priest will learn to last forever…

Molly begets herself.
She plans a merger with The Scene.
An insider breathes word of this and, surprise!, it turns to steam…

That's ok, yes it's fine…
He's been the same, most every time…
A sick priest will learn to last forever…

Founding Fathers, oh what have you found?
Your daughter's face, a sweet embrace, and a commoner's less than sacred
Place…
Take it back, there's a world underground!

In spite of Western Sacrifice, we auction off the sword.
But Damascus never asked us to write a song about being bored with Our Lady Of This Immaculate Currency…

Gut yourself!
It's a one-man job on the altar of the Beast.
To make it legal, Wilhelm's bride goes bulemic at the feast.

That's ok, yes it's fine…
She's been the same, most every time…
A sick priest will learn to last forever…

Founding Fathers, oh what have you found?

 

[fox69]

"Signs"

"Signs"


The bird is not the word.
Quit being so cryptic with the way you rock and swerve.
Remove your shoes,
Panic ensues.
Nothing left to do.
If you don't believe in recompense,
Who will fix the fence for you?

Don't wanna clear the floor anymore.
Her interests are classical at best.
Bested modern times, modern minds.
Signs, signs, everywhere signs

 

[fox69]

"Smith"

"Smith"


Something quite unholy, heard from your mouth,
As noted, south, south, hurrying south.
Are you ready for another one, baby?
Just because it crumbles,
Doesn't make you humble.
You wanted to be free to be.
You wanted to take out the trash.
Always willing to precipitate the backlash.
Take the trash right out of me.
Take the trash right out of me.
Take the trash right out of me.
Replace it with a (scalpel?) handle

 

[fox69]

"Solace's Bride"

"Solace's Bride"


Solace's bride's been having second thoughts
She's had some time to think it through
Stars blink, stars go wild and expire
Stars get made from fire

Solace's bride's been having second thoughts
She's had some time to think it through
Stars blink, stars go wild and expire
Stars get made from fire

I stare at the sky so I know which way's up
I drink my wine from a porcelain cup
I fall down

Solace's bride's been having second thoughts
She's had some time to think it through
She's made up her mind but they're not gonna let her
She doesn't want to get better
She doesn't want to get better
She doesn't want to get better
She doesn't want to get better
She's solace's bride

 

[fox69]

"Son Of The Earth"

"Son Of The Earth"


So slowly goes the day of hounding you for more.
This is a little song. It's short; it's not that long.
This is a brittle bone. You cast away the stone.
You refrain, though one question remains:

"What do you give to someone who has it all?
What do you give to someone who has it all?"

They break into the store; go girlish down the aisle.
This is a little one. The manager is dumb.
A petty incident, although the case is strong.
You could say, though one question remains:

"What do you give to someone who has it all?
What do you give to someone who has it all?"

My shippin' days are done.
I'm lonely all the time.
I'm in the cash cow now.
Cash in now, honey

 

[fox69]

"Song About A Girl Up To A Point"

"Song About A Girl Up To A Point"


Let's lay the groundwork down
One million holes make your golden story go fall in the mall
Don't worry, go slow
Don't stand tall, just lay low
Don't stand at all

You can kiss 'em when they're crying
Can't miss 'em when you're a-lying
An octopus arm is no cause for alarm
There's seven to go and the sun's still a big one

Your mouth is a bad mouth
Your tongue cruel and long
Your two big hands too big
Let's repeat it:
Your tongue is more than a tongue is more than a tongue is

So place a pox upon these summer days
They curse us in many different ways
Oh, I fear we belong here
I fear we belong here
Will good songs be gone, will bad ones be near
Will good songs be gone, will bad ones be near
My Dear, fuck you and fuck August

 

[fox69]

"Song About Disappointment"

"Song About Disappointment"


Our brush with success first came
When we sold everything in a buyer's market
Cling cling went the change in our pockets
Away it went when we bought the rockets

I took aim, my fire wasn't friendly
Everything was welcome, the people played a medley for me

Trick writers of the world, most hilarious
They're bad, embarrassingly so
They got theirs when I launched what was mine
Which at the time seemed plenty and appropriate

Cut to us not sitting or standing
Stood up, still small, with our six knees on
A demand exists for something golden and breathy
Demanded of something neither golden nor breathy

So please
Ignore
This plea
Made for a republic
Even I won't recognize

 

[fox69]

"Song For America"

"Song For America"


I wrote a song for America they told me it was clever,
Jessica's gone on vacation on the dark side of town forever.
Who knew? Who knew?

I wrote a song for America they told me it was clever,
Jessica's gone on vacation on the dark side of town forever.
Who knew? Who knew?

I wrote a song for America they told me it was clever,
Jessica's gone on vacation on the dark side of town forever.
Who knew? Who knew?

Who knew? Who knew?

Winter, spring, summer and fall,
Animals crawl, towards death's embrace.
Winter, spring, summer, fall, unspeakable!
In a morning, on a Sunday, just wasted in the rain!

Winter, spring, summer and fall,
Animals crawl, towards death's embrace.
Winter, spring, summer, fall, unspeakable!
In a morning, on a Sunday, just wasted in the rain!

Winter, spring, summer and fall,
Animals crawl, towards death's embrace.
Winter, spring, summer, fall, unspeakable!
In a morning, on a Sunday, just wasted in the rain!