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Holding Down the Laughter Lyrics
Styrofoam cup of mud in my good hand
Disembodied voice of God in the trash can
Eyes in the ashes, feeling for the future
Sleeping through the steak-out, researching the rumor
A mile, A motor, A mattress, A memory
First you were embarassed, but how could you not be
Tangled and teenaged, mom at the movies
Your voice ran out out of words
It was awkward and holy
Gospel in your belly, they aim a little lower
Back into the bleachers, Spoke as it's owner
Sindicate a sermon you sang from the raptors
Anchors in you pockets, holding down the laughter
Tearing up your mind, your lust and your ego
Slingshot a martyr to speed your libido
The parish goes to jelly, blissful and wasted
Your Vishnu eye slips open and pictures them naked
In complicating your worst mixed message
You built then burnt a bridge
And scattered all your crumbs at the cliff
She wants me, she'll swim for it
Brother, can you spare your alms or your arrows?
Thunder clap's arising, I think that I should
Go home
To the basement back on Jumel Street
1996 and your waiting there to tell me
"I didn't die, you dreamt it, you dreamt it
I'm as alive as your best good intentions
Sorry that I tricked you, you had to focus
Put yourself together, and clear out the garbage."
But for all that effort
The slow burned struggle
I forgot where you live
She swept away the clues from the cliff, you're lost now. (x4)
Remember it
She swept away the clues from the cliff, you're lost now
Remember it
Disembodied voice of God in the trash can
Eyes in the ashes, feeling for the future
Sleeping through the steak-out, researching the rumor
First you were embarassed, but how could you not be
Tangled and teenaged, mom at the movies
Your voice ran out out of words
It was awkward and holy
Back into the bleachers, Spoke as it's owner
Sindicate a sermon you sang from the raptors
Anchors in you pockets, holding down the laughter
Slingshot a martyr to speed your libido
The parish goes to jelly, blissful and wasted
Your Vishnu eye slips open and pictures them naked
You built then burnt a bridge
And scattered all your crumbs at the cliff
She wants me, she'll swim for it
Thunder clap's arising, I think that I should
Go home
1996 and your waiting there to tell me
"I didn't die, you dreamt it, you dreamt it
I'm as alive as your best good intentions
Sorry that I tricked you, you had to focus
Put yourself together, and clear out the garbage."
The slow burned struggle
I forgot where you live
Remember it
Remember it
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I took this off Kevin Devine's Facebook page, in a post called 5.19.10, for what it's worth.
Styrofoam cup of mud in my good hand Disembodied voice of God in the trash can Eyes in the ashes, feeling for the future Sleeping through the stake out, researching the rumor A mile, a motor, a mattress, a memory At first you were embarrassed But how could you not be? Tangled and teenaged, her mom at the movies Your voice ran out of words It was awkward and holy
The gospel in your belly The ache a little lower Back into the breach You spoke as its owner A syndicated sermon you sang from the rafters An anchor in your pocket Holding down the laughter Tearing up your mind Your lust and your ego A screenshot reminder to speed your libido The parish goes to jelly Blissful and wasted Your Vishnu eye slips open And pictures them naked
In complicating your worst mixed message You built then burnt a bridge Then scattered all your crumbs at the cliff "If she wants me, she'll swim for it"
Brother, can you spare your alms or your arrows The thunderclaps are rising and I think that I should go home To the basement back on Jumel Street 1996 and you're waiting there to tell me "I never died - you dreamt it, you dreamt it I am as alive as your best good intentions I'm sorry that I tricked you but you had to focus Put yourself together and clear out the garbage"
But for all that effort That slow burn struggle You forgot where you lived She swept away the clues from the cliff You're lost now Remember it She swept away the clues from the cliff So you're lost Now, remember it.
Thank you for the apostrophes. The "your" in the lyrics posted has been KILLING me!
Thank you for the apostrophes. The "your" in the lyrics posted has been KILLING me!
This song is about sex, family, death and redemption
feels like a song about being an artist, getting lost in your own self-worth and arrogance, then having it slap you in the face whilst you struggle to get back what you originally wanted to be