Everything Falls Apart

I don't understand all these things you say
The words that you choose, they just get in the way and
I don't understand all these things you do
The way that you live I just don't think it's true

I don't understand how you could not have known
And known it from the start
I don't understand how you could not have seen
I thought you at least that smart
I don't understand how you could not have felt
And felt it in your heart
I don't understand how you could not have known
Everything falls apart

Hope

And if and when I get things done
Finish this work I have begun
You'll find I really was the only one
Trying to find time
Where there is no time
Trying to find hope
Where there is no hope

There Ain't Nothin' I Can Do for You

I tried to warn you I did
Ever since I was a kid
Now there ain't nothin' I can do for you
And when the rivers run dry
You'll see a tear in my eye
But there ain't nothin' I can do for you
And in the furnace of night
I'll know you put up a fight
Still there ain't nothin' I can do for you

Because time is a one-way spiral
And all sales are final

And when the ozone's all gone
Who's gonna water your lawn?
There ain't nothin' I can do for you
And when the ocean's lie still
What's there for us left to will?
When there ain't nothin' I can do for you
And then the whole earth lies dead
You'll live inside of your head
'Cuz there ain't nothin' I can do for you

Beacause time is a one-way spiral
And all sales are final

Hour Of The Plague

Hi-ri-ri-ri
Hi-ri-ri-ri
Hi-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri

How did it come to this?
Not even a near miss
I thought that I'd something too
But this all meant nothing to you
Whatever it was that I do
Was so easily dismissed

There was a place we could go
Now no one must ever know

Hi-ri-ri-ri
Hi-ri-ri-ri
Hi-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri

How did this come to pass?
Finishing up dead last
I thought you thought I was one
Now that you've had your fun
This damage may not be undone
No one escapes the past

That was a time like an egg
And this is the hour of the plague

Hi-ri-ri-ri
Hi-ri-ri-ri
Hi-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri

No Jewels

There's no place for this, that's the rub
And I have no jewels for my love

When I sleep at night
I try to get this right

Pain is Art

You can't stop what you did not start
If life is pain then pain is art

She says you looked away my friend
Did you look away?
Was your face twisted
In a glance of pain?

I got these whips I got this rope
Submission is your only hope

He said you looked away my friend
Did you look away?
Was your face twisted
Was it a glance of pain?

You can't escape the ties that bind
I own your heart I own your mind

They say you'll look away my friend
Will you look away?
Will your face twist up
In a glance of pain?

 Fish Song

There's no fish here
They're all gone 'cause
We poured toxic
Chemicals on them

There're no deer here
There all gone 'cause
We tore down
The forest where they lived

Rabbits, badgers,
Birds and bugs,
They're all gone 'cause
We sprayed with DDT

And nothing lives here
'Cause nothing can live here
And nothing thrives here
'Cause nothing can thrive here
 

French Insult

Sometime friend with a french insult for you
I don't want to hear what you came to do
Are you gone away, were you ever here?
You have made yourself perfectly clear

Sometime later and things are not the same
I find I've no desire, I'm no longer that tame
Are we separated by such a vast abyss of time?
At least now I'm certain what was yours and that whichis mine

Pretentious load of crap is what you are
I don't understand how you even got this far
Far, far and above the call of any sort of duty
I open my eyes, I am exposed; unholy beauty

Washington Park

Downtown L. A.-the cops like to play
It's not a good day-to be Rodney King
Ten thousand times the same-now one thing has changed
Today's performance will be on videotape

Tell me what you expect-they're here to serve and protect?
He's lucky-they didn't break his neck

Washington Park-getting near dark
This situation is-stark raving mad
The tables are turned-cop cars are gonna burn
And I must admit I don't feel that's half bad

Watching a pig get beat-never a vision so sweet
Find out-who owns the street?

Blood On The Bed

Bang!  You're dead.

One time, they know your name
Second time, it's just the same
Third time, they will come for you
There's no fourth-you're gone

You'll be remembered forever for this
Died in a puddle of blood in a pool of piss
Not like those big words you said
More like the blood on your bed

Hector Peterson was just a kid
But the cops had to kill him for something he did
All he wanted was a couple of schoolbooks
Too fucking bad he was black

You'll be remembered forever for this
Died in a puddle of blood in a pool of piss
Not like the price on your head
More like the blood on your bed

all material © Copyright 1990-1995 Matthew A. Mairs