| Evergreen – 250 Dollar Loser Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Seven Songs is their self titled LP, their other releases are 'These Last Days' 7", 'Trudy Pushpin' 7", the 7" split with Still Life, Forced Fed Ed is on the 'Emergency Broadcast Compilation Volume 3 and they've got a song on the first KSPC compilation. | |
| Indian Summer – Angry Son (Live at the Pitzer College '93) Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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There are a few bits there that I don't agree with, here's my interpretation that I reckon is almost 100% correct (bar the missing bits). Slowly mending old wounds, As the burden of his sunken child, I lifted and carried it, lifted and carried of, To the stone heart of the angry son, Who now stands before you. An angry son who has done the swallowing, Of twenty one years worth of bitten pills, Bitten pills he has collected, Like the fallen pieces, A broken ground which he now moves on, My ground so unsettled, The feet are counting with the weight of the sunken earth, Still he moves on, Pay no attention to angels sigh, It is not the stone land, It is not the stone land that makes me, It is the smile that I stole. How can you look upon a sky and say that you want a sky, How can you stand upon a land and say that you own a land, And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone) ..... And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone)..... All these effortless moments that we spend, In these moments in gravity, Time well spent like angels sighing for all, ... .... .... .... And still I am logged, This is not why I left, In these moments! In these moments! In these moments! Effortlessly angels sigh, And I stand and I do not believe, And I stand and I do not believe. Look me in the eye when you say that father, Look me in the eye when you say that father. How can you look upon a midnight sky and say that you own a midnight sky, ................................... ............things that you think you own. And I can look upon a shadow, ............................. Look at you father collecting your prizes, Your objects of desire Look at you father neglect our mother, Look at you father I remember everything that you said. Father. In the name of your dollar bill, In the name of your new house, that’s burned to the ground In the name of your dollar bill father, I remember everything that you said. Where is our mother, father. Standing silently trembling. I remember every word that you said father, I remember every word that you said. As I stand now I am the angry Son, father. Embracing an angry son, father. And I will remember every word that you said, father. Every word. I will remember every word that you said father, They go through my head. Our danged mother. And your many names father, and your many names. Sexism, racism, ethicism. And your many names father that we know you by, Mother stands trampled, mother stands lying on the ground bleeding. Where are you father? But I am here father, I am the angry son. How could you stand here father? How could you stand here father?! This is the moment! This is the moment! I am the angry son, I am the angry son, I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How could you say, it’s nothing, I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How can you say that it’s nothing, How can you say that it’s nothing, I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How can you say that it’s nothing, How can you say that it’s nothing, I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How can you say, it’s nothing father How can you say, it’s nothing father, How can you say, it’s nothing father, I am the angry son. |
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| Indian Summer – Angry Son Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Ok, I've not formatted it fantastically, but here's the majority of the lyrics for the Pitzer College version of 'Angry Son', I'm almost 100% sure that these lyrics are correct, the words I can't decipher are signified by '...', and one or two of the words I put in are guesses that I highlighted in word (which won't shop up her). By the way, does anyone have a decent tab for this? There's one good tab, but the chorus is wrong. "Angry Son/Woolworm" by Indian Summer Slowly mending old wounds, As the burden of his sunken child, I lifted and carried it, lifted and carried of, To the stone heart of the angry son, Who now stands before you. An angry son who has done the swallowing, Of twenty one years worth of bitten pills, Bitten pills he has collected, Like the fallen pieces, A broken ground which he now moves on, My ground so unsettled, My feet .... with the weight of the sunken earth, (And) still he moves on, Pay no attention to angels sigh(ing), It is not the stone land, It is not the stone land that makes me, It is the .... that I stole. How can you look upon a sky and say that you want a sky, How can you stand upon a land and say that you own a land, And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone) ..... And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone)..... All these effortless moments that we spend, In these moments in gravity, Time well spent like angels sighing for all, ... .... .... .... And still I am longing, .......................... In these moments! In these moments! Effortlessly angels sigh, And I stand and I do not believe, And I stand and I do not believe, Look me in the eye when you say that father, Look me in the eye when you say that father, How can you look upon a midnight sky and say that you own a midnight sky, ................................... And I can look upon a shadow, Look at you father collecting your prizes, Your objects of desire Look at you father neglect our mother, Look at you father I remember everything that you said. Father. In the name of your dollar bill, ... ... .. house, that’s burned to the ground In the name of your dollar bill father, I remember everything that you said. Father. Where is our mother, father. Standing silently trembling. I remember every word that you said father, I remember every word that you said. As I stand now I am the Angry Son, father. ... ... an Angry son, father. And I will remember every word that you said, father. Every word. I will remember every word that you said father, They go through my head. Our danged mother. And your many names father, and your many names. Sexism, racism, ...cism. And your many names father that we know you by, Mother stands trampled, mother stands lying on the ground bleeding. Where are you father? But I am here father, I am the angry son. How could you stand here father? How could you stand here father?! This is the moment! This is the moment! I am the angry son, I am the angry son, I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How could you say, it’s nothing I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How can you say that it’s nothing How can you say that it’s nothing I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How can you say that it’s nothing How can you say that it’s nothing I am the angry son, I am the angry son. How can you say, it’s nothing father How can you say, it’s nothing father, How can you say, it’s nothing father, I am the angry son. |
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| Indian Summer – Angry Son Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| Anyone know the lyrics to the version they sing at Pitzer College? I'm going to try and work it out from my Hidden Arithmetic 12" this afternoon. | |
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