Modest Mouse

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The Good Times Are Killing Me"

"The Good Times Are Killing Me"

The good times are killing me.
Here we go!

Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.

The good times are killing me.

Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.

The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.

Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.

Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.

Get sucked in and stuck in late nights
with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.

The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The Ground Walks, With Time In A Box"

"The Ground Walks, With Time In A Box"

Open up the window,
All the air, oh the air is falling out.
Eyes vacuum up light;
Sound gets trapped by the mouth
We'll deal with the remainder when the dents,
The dents get hammered out.
Then we'll travel through time.

The world's an inventor with it's work
Crawlin, runnin, squirmin 'round.
Trees drop colorful fruits
Directly into our mouths.
The world's an inventor,
We're the dirtiest thing it's thought about...
And we really don't mind.

We'll probably never get there,
Bring your sightseer school teachers down.
It's a water color weekend,
All the trees are turning colors now.
We'll probably never get there,
Bring your candy taster, time wasters around
And we'll fuck with their minds.

The world composes with his
Shirt tails wrinkled hangin' out
Bang us together see what sort
Of sounds we make right now.
The world plays music
Playing skin on teeth inside of a mouth
What sort of sounds?
What lovely sounds come about?

We greased all the ropes, (The part of the ground)
We'll throw you a line. (that's above the ground.)
We're gonna break these boulders, (We're the part of the ground,)
We're gonna pull things out. (that when things come together,)

We greased all the ropes, (come bubbling outwards)
We'll throw you a line. (and then sink back.)
We're gonna break these boulders, (Come bubbling outwards)
We're gonna travel time. (when things come together.)

We're gonna throw a party.
All the ghosts of trees are coming out,
Don't look any direction,
Wait until the light's inside of the clouds.
You're gonna wanna see this;
Don't bring your camera around.
Watch sun and sawdust align.

We greased all the ropes, (Come bubbling outwards)
We'll throw you a line. (then sinking back.)
We're gonna break these boulders, (The part of the ground,)
We're gonna pull things out. (that when things come together,)

We greased all the ropes, (come bubbling outwards,)
We'll throw you a line. (gets above the ground,)
We're gonna break these boulders, (come bubbling outwards,)
We're gonna travel time. (and then sink back.)

Close up the window!
All the air - all the air is falling out.
Eyes vacuum up light
Sound gets trapped by the mouth.
Our predecessor left this box
And something's clawing around,
I think it really wants out.

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The Parasites Will Be Excited When You're Dead"

"The Parasites Will Be Excited When You're Dead"

Eyes bulging ants are in your head
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
God And Satan they gamble when you're dead
beams of light one's bright the other's burning instead
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
it Was hot and time was sticking to my skin
to all the punch lines of the jokes they wont let us in on
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
Parasites will be excited when you're dead
Eyes bulging ants are in your head
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
God And Satan thay gamble when yer dead
Beams of light one srike the others Burning and dead
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
it Was hot and time was sticking to my skin
to all the punch lines of the jokes they won't let us in on
and all your thoughts yeah they rot

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The Stars Are Projectors"

"The Stars Are Projectors"

In the last second of life, they're gonna show you how
How they run this show, sure, run it into the ground
The stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin' our lives down to this planet Earth
The stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin' our minds down to this planet Earth
Everyone wants a double feature
They wanna be their own damn teacher, and how
All the stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin' our lives down to this planet Earth
It's all about moderate climates
You gotta be cold and be hot for sure
It's all about the moderate climates
You wanna be blessed and be cursed for sure
All the stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin' our lives down to this planet Earth [x2]
Everyone wants a double feature
They want to be in their own damn teacher, and how
All the stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin' our lives down to this planet Earth
You've got the harder part, You've got the kinder heart
And it's true
I've got the easy part, I've got the harder heart
Aint this true
Right wing, left wing, chicken wing
It's built on findin' the easier ways through
God is a woman and the woman is
An animal that animals man, and that's you
Was there a need for creation?
That was hiden in a math equation
And that's this:
WHERE DO CIRCLES BEGIN?

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The Tortoise And The Tourist"

"The Tortoise And The Tourist"

Wake up, get ready
Wake up, get ready
What a wonderful trip's ahead
Well, wake up, get ready
Wake up, get ready
Such a wonderful trip's ahead

We get dressed as ghosts
With sheets taken from the bed
Inside our socks we hide travelers' checks
We are tourists of the dead

So let's pack up
Let's go.
So let's pack up
Let's go
Let's pack up
Let's go

Let's go

There was this tortoise, its shell was covered with jewels
And had been since time began
It knew the world through all its histories
And the universe and its mysteries
One day it came across a man
The two were talking
The tortoise offered to tell him
About the future and how the universe ran
Oh, the man killed the tortoise, took his shell
And with a song on his lips walked off again

So let's walk off
Let's go
So let's walk off
Let's go
So let's walk off
Let's go
So let's walk off
Let's go

Pack a lunch wander 'round
Toss the map on the ground
It isn't accurate anyways
We've been getting away
We've been getting away
We are Strangers to Ourselves
We sneak out
Drip by drip
Through paper cuts on our hands
Day after day
Nothing's quite the same
We are tourists in our own heads

So let's walk on
Let's go
Let's walk on
Let's go
Let's walk on (I think I feel ready to go)
Let's go
Let's walk on
Let's go
(I think I feel ready to go)
(I think I feel ready to go)

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The View"

"The View"

Your gun went off.
Well you shot off your mouth and look where it got you.
My mouth runs on too.

Shouts from both sides,
"Well we've got the land but they've got the view!"
Well now here's the clue.

Life it rents us.
And yeah I hope it put plenty on you.
Well I hope mine did too.

As life gets longer, awful feels softer.
Well it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
then I feel pretty blissfully.

Your gun went off.
Well you shot off your mouth and look where it got you.
My mouth runs on too.

Shouts from both sides,
"Well we've got the land but they've got the view!"
Well now here's the clue.

We are fixed right where we stand.

Life it rents us.
And yeah I hope it put plenty on you.
Well I hope mine did too.

We are fixed right where we are.

As life gets longer, awful feels softer.
Well if feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
well I feel pretty blissfully.

For every invention made how much time did we save?
We're not much farther than we were in the cave.

As life gets longer, awful feels softer,
and it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
well I feel pretty blissfully.

If life's not beautiful without the pain,
well I'd just rather never ever even see beauty again.
Well as life gets longer, awful feels softer.
And it feels pretty soft to me.

For every good deed done there is a crime committed.
We are fixed.
For every step ahead we could have just been seated.
We are fixed.

As life gets longer, awful feels softer.
Well it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
well I feel pretty blissfully.

We are fixed.
We are fixed.
We are fixed right where we stand.

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The Waydown"

"The Waydown"

On the waydown they saw a lot they don't remember
and if you asked them how, they couldn't say how they got there
and if you want them now you could just pull on the lever
and say, "I'm hung up on gravity."
you move your mouth and you start to talk
you close your eyes and then lose the thought
what's mine is mine and what's yours you probably got
and we all fall
on the waydown they saw alot they don't remember
and if you asked them how, they'd say gravity's how they got there
and if you want them now you could just pull on the lever
and say, "I'm hung up on this decade."
they found some shelves on a school's sand house
they created pagers to collect all their calls
what's mine is mine and what's yours and we all always fall
and we fall

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"The World At Large"

"The World At Large"

Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's about.
But my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"Think Long"

"Think Long"

Ping-pong
Sit and think for a while and you'll realize that you'll still die.
If you're not thinking at all I'm not sure why you're alive.
Ping-pong

fox69 · 12.05.2016

"Third Planet"

"Third Planet"

Everything that keeps me together is falling apart,
I've got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over
My boss just quit the job says he's goin' out to find blind spots and he'll do it
The 3rd Planet is sure that they're being watched by an eye in the sky that can't be stopped
When you get to the promise land your gonna shake that eye's hand
Your heart felt good it was drippin' pitch and made of wood
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me
Outside naked, shiverin' looking blue, from the cold sunlight that's reflected off the moon
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used to be three and not just two
And that's how the world began
And that's how the world will end
A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the water, didn't know then was it a son was it a daughter
When it occurred to me that the animals are swimming around in the water in the oceans in our bodies and another had been found another ocean on the planet given that our blood is just like the Atlantic
And how
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were