Head Museum

 

Have you seen them all lined up?

You can see them all in a row

You could be there if you dared

You could live in the Head Museum

 

They share their wisdom with those who seek it

It’s a life of peace and dignity

You could be there if you dared

You could live in the Head Museum

 

I want to see my head in a jar

Time to Sleep

 

It’s a strange time not to fall

When your back’s against a wall that’s on the verge of crumbling.

It’s a strange time not to feel

When your boots are digging into your Achilles’ heel.

 

It’s a strange time not to sleep

When you dream of all the things you’ve ever dreamt about.

It’s a strange time not to sleep

When you dream of all the things you’ve ever dreamt about.

 

 

 

 

It’s a fine wine not to drink

When you get so drunk you think you’re slipping into coma.

It’s a fast car not to drive

And crash so hard you think you’ll never make it out alive.

 

It’s a strange time not to sleep

When you dream of all the things you’ve ever dreamt about.

It’s a strange time not to sleep

When you dream of all the things you’ve ever dreamt about.

 

 

How to Talk to Girls at Parties

 

Vic said it’ll be great - Talk to them

Walking down dead streets, then a pulsing, muffled sound

And my hopes faded away in the twilight

Stella opened up - Talk to them

Beauty on the threshold of the pulsing, muffled sound

She invited us in there, past the golden of her hair

 

How to talk

How to talk to girls at parties…

How to talk

How to talk to girls at parties…

 

 

Wain’s Wain all alone - Talk to them

Says she’s just a Second in the pulsing, muffled sound

Says she’s there ‘cos she’s imperfect and she’s Wain’s

The girl with the gapped teeth - Talk to them

Doesn’t want to be there in the pulsing, muffled sound

Says she’s had enough of travelling

But there’s knowledge in this meat

 

Triolet - a verse form - Talk to them

They knew it would all end in a pulsing, muffled sound

Tell me where contagion ends and art starts

 Haven’t had enough yet - Talk to them

Got to get away now from the pulsing, muffled sound

When you’ve gone as far as you dare

Are you still the one who did that?

 

 

Repeat

 

Sing along; sing in with my love song,

It’s so spiritual.

Repeat. Repeat. Sing in with my love song,

It’s so, so spiritual.

 

Play it now, listen to my love song,

Play it now.

Repeat! Repeat!

Play it now, listen to my love song,

Play it now.

Repeat my song!

 

Play it now, I’m risking my soul.

Play it now, I’m risking my soul.

 

 

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