All lyrics written by Eric Avery unless otherwise noted.


being sucked in again
(written by Colin Newman)
 A dorsal fin breaks the water salted meat a sudden relapse inference drawn from every word being sucked in again being sucked sucked in again feeling numbed from anaesthetized fish avoid disgrace ideas still fresh the gaping mouth a fishwive's dream a fishwive's dream being sucked in again being sucked sucked in again bound and gaged your labor's saved the cost minute the rules are waved no hand no step your labor's in vain your labor's in vain being sucked in again being sucked in again...


belly
 Dirty bricks of an old theatre building the girls are turning tricks in the halls downstairs I don't know why I bother with it anymore I don't know why I bother with it anyway the soft white belly of a former champion he might remember something if you were to ask him I don't know why I bother with it anymore I don't know why I bother with it anyway a silly green buddha on the kitchen shelf I swear that sometimes I can't recognize myself I don't know why I bother with it anymore I don't know why I bother with it anyway


bodybag
 I've got no bodybag no real reason to be here with you right now but here I am but here I am but here I am but here I am but here I am here I am your bad ride has got you terrified of everything else on your road but you can't see that you can't see that you can't see that you can't see that you can't see that you can't see that the distant hills like a dragon's back the gathering clouds they're all grey and black all grey and black all grey and black all grey and black all grey and black all grey and black your bad ride has got you terrified of everything else on the road but you can't see that but you can't see that but you can't see that but you can't see that but you can't see that but you can't see that there has got to be a morning sometime I've got no bodybag no real reason to be here with you right now but here I am but here I am but here I am but here I am but here I am but here I am there has got to be a morning sometime there has got to be a morning sometime.


daytime
 Three guys and a girl raft remote white water with a guide who means business with an m16 connecticut architect with a fiance falls for a boozing actress with a husband faith healer turned to supernatural powers on a hostile p.r. man while treating a senator's son older star loses her leading man boyfriend to her nude scene body double a young man must decide how to stop his mom when she returns from the zoo a cannibal zombie cannibal zombie he agrees with her he's a poor listener says her best friend shouldn't be with her ex regrets telling his wife of a secret life of crossdressing upset because boyfriend won't stop seeing other women won't stop seeing other women daytime daytime television daytime television daytime television daytime television...


face
 Young girl at the bus stop with her face all covered up in the war paint to display to all of us what she just found that she's got it's a clumsy weapon a clumsy weapon at least so far unseasonably hot unseasonably hot you take too many lovers you'll never discover who you are when you're alone how you like to fuck you get all tangled up in all the legs that you coerce and lie to get into your bed unseasonably hot unseasonably hot splash down I'm here again splash down unseasonably hot splash down I'm here again splash down splash down splash down.


farm
Contemplating the space between the beauty and the bikini she's wearing tugs her ponytail loose like everything's alright like everything's ok like everything's alright when he gets scared he says he rattles vc evenings left him hollow the sucking chest wound opens wide and he crawls up inside pretending everything's alright like everything's ok like everything's alright contemplating the space between the beauty and the bikini she's wearing tugs her ponytail loose like everything's alright like everything's ok like everything's alright if I had a farm in vietnam and a home in hell I'd sell the farm and I'd go home.


flyer
David is in Taipei said a postcard in the mail today and that leaves me wondering where are you today you're an agile flyer you're an agile flyer some hang on tenaciously and some let go so easily the dust calls a moth falls dead on the windowsill you're an agile flyer you're an agile flyer you're an agile flyer you're an agile flyer I see you sitting there egg whites making your new wave hair cigarette balanced on the arm of your chair and you're laughing at yourself you always seem to be leaving.


friday
Through the window of an egyptian railcar I see a soiled boy chasing a pack animal the first burst of a new found freedom first burst of a new found freedom nudie pictures of the much too young how to build your own bomb just another mother just another sleepless mom she said, "I just picture a hole I just picture a hole with smoke coming out of him with smoke coming out of him" knee deep in the nimby opinion move with the crowd knee deep in the nimby opinion move with the crowd and the crowd moves with you is this really how if feels with no one at the wheel is this really how if feels with no one at the wheel with no one at the wheel with no one at the wheel it's not so easy it gets sticky it's not so easy so easy to see when running becomes walking when running becomes walking when running becomes walking is this really how it feels when running becomes walking with no one at the wheel when running becomes walking is this really how it feels when running becomes walking with no one at the wheel when running becomes walking when running becomes walking.


gimmee
(written by Eric Avery, with help excerpted from W.B. Yeat's The Second Coming)
Ox cart car bomb unholy spirit ox cart uzi mag hell bent on heaven heaven your gods are old men wrinkled dry figs in robes spitting venom bitter about being put out to pasture western infidel white devil jezebel western infidel white devil jezebel jezebel jezebel go team go ra jah mohamned and vishnu anubis satan vulcan moses meryre nut job apollo krishna christ allan isis maat jehovah rah jah mohamned and vishnu anubis satan vulcan moses meryre nut job apollo krishna christ allan isis jehovah maat not spiritus mundi spirtus mundi spirtus mundi spirtus mundi.


hula
 Sweet green fruit a bright orange sky I slide between your tropical isle thighs I'll say it again it's not my fault I can't see much through all the sweat and salt I bit my tongue it doesn't hurt but I taste blood while I touch your skin sweet green fruit a bright orange sky I slide between your tropical isle thighs I don't want to die tonight my telescope shows me there's hope but not enough rope to tie to the sky I just might shrivel and drop were it not for a bigger belly still then swallows joy an early moon might save me I don't want to die tonight.


leader
 Show me a new breed of leader a tabloid superhero with a well stocked human closet unafraid of his secrets unafraid of his secrets no little gold athletes on the mantle piece no daddy's car date rape no year book medium most likely to survive I've got to ask myself I've got to ask myself who's life am I living I was then but I am now I was then I was then but I am now I was then but I am now show me a new breed of leader show me a new breed of leader show me a new breed of leader show me a new breed of leader show me a new breed of leader.


lick
 I would put you to sleep you know I would to the shit they play on the radio when everybody thinks they're flying has anybody even left the ground how can we all be so happy licking off the same stick I'd dress you up you know I would in all the clothes I think you should when everybody's beautiful is anybody even beautiful I might see you but I don't know you I don't believe you and I won't follow how can we all be so happy licking off the same stick.


monkey
 Where I once saw a working stiff I see a noble monkey where every nail is every bone kiss the hammerhead and drive them all home lay another log before the stone and roll it over it on and on wrap the label can tomatoes made in taiwan feed the furnace stock the shelves take letter tool and die ship the meat then tv try to sleep a.m. caffeine commute clock back in again clock back in again where I once saw a working stiff I see a noble monkey every nail is every bone kiss the hammerhead and drive them all home all the hands bring the food to my mouth all the hands spread the sheets over my bed all the hands carry me through my day all the hands that can't be counted all the hands put words onto paper all the hands make a man from a beast out of me all the hands put shoes on my naked feet all the hands that lay open and waiting for me all the hands that lay open and waiting for me.


nu flesh
 [instrumental]


shafty
 I am cold now I've always been a few degrees less than you the daylight I'd hide away it's plain sight it's sun light that chilled me to the bone sun goes down stars shine could there be a god hiding I hear the sea it speaks to me am I old or am I new again I don't need to come up for air I always come up for air I can't believe I can breathe I can breathe I can breathe sun goes down stars shine could there be a god hiding somewhere I can't see sun goes down stars shine could there be a god hiding... maybe


shark eye
your legs open like a road in front of me a high speed chase on the freeway on our tv thought you'd have known by now that we won't let you get away from us little old man leathery smile mouth full of big brown teeth rubbing his pants against a girl that smells too sweet on days like this it's all so rich maybe too much it's left me a little sick thought I'd have have known by now that you won't let me get away from you who am I who are you who are you to me who am I to you who am I who are you who are you to me one big black shark eye looking down from the sky one big black shark eye looking down from the sky...


things to do when i'm dead
Her box the usual package that I still leave here after all these years after all these years I never thought that I would ever find myself where I am now been shaking for so long now it seems like still to me still as someday things to do when I'm dead things to do when I'm dead things to do when I'm dead things to do when I'm dead dead and gone I never thought I'd find myself where I am now been shaking for so long now it seems like still to me still as someday been shaking for so long now it seems like still to me things to do when I'm dead things to do when I'm dead things to do when I'm dead things to do when I'm dead dead and gone.


water
 Waters blood to the city pumping through all the plumbing to spread its hands through a fountain or seeping slowly into the ground desert garden urban luau the oil burns between it brings fire to water happily and it brings heat it brings heat it brings heat it brings heat it brings heat I fly over our ordinary lives the setting sun begins revealing points of light every little barbecue shines bright the heat and water bring the salt to my skin to my skin my skin I fly over our ordinary lives I come to rest on the backyard steps so pretty the new kitchen window you glow you glow you glow you pretty home you glow you glow you glow you glow you glow you pretty home you glow you pretty home I don't know.


zulu
 In the time slow that comes with the day that goes in the twilight with a few headlights no street lights I gotta ask gotta ask myself where was I at this time yesterday used to wear my wasted life like a crown dropping penny days through holes in my pockets my lifetime is my lifetime while m.r.'s giving eight to the state and r.j.'s clock has got no more tick-tock no storm brown sea no memories no maybe someday no shot at redemption no shot in the dark no shot at redemption no shot.