Wednesday, 21 January 2009

Brothersport (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

ANIMAL COLLECTIVE

Open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat
And let all of that time
All of that time
All of that time
All of that time go!

I know it sucks that Daddy's done
But try to think of what you want
You've got to open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat

Matt!
Open up your
(Open up your)
Open up your throat

Open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat
And let all of that time
All of that time
All of that time
All of that time go!

I know it sucks that Daddy's done
But try to think of what you want
You've got to open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat

Matt!
Sport, brother
Support your brother

You got to weigh what you say
To help you change the way you play
You gotta get rid of your mourning
You gotta hound them til their done

Whoo!

Matt!
You're halfway until you're fully grown
You've got a real good shot
Open up don't hold inside:
"Keep it real, keep it real
Shout it out"

Until you're fully grown
You've got a real good shot
Open up don't hold inside:
"Keep it real, keep it real
Shout it out"

Matt!

No More Runnin' (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

NO MORE RUNNIN'

No more runnin says my mind
All this movement has just proved
your kisses are too fine

Not much harmony
From what I see
Friends I once had
Turn their thoughts away from me

No more runnin
I've got to breathe
On back porches
With the torch of a firefly
And trees

It's what I hoped for
Whoa
It's what I hoped for
Whoa
No more runnin
No more runnin

Cause you are candy
In my teeth
Please don't lose your faith in me

If you are candy
In my teeth
Please don't lose your faith in me

No more runnin
Says my mind
All this movement has just
proved your kisses are too fine

It's what I hoped for
Whoa
It's what I hoped for
Whoa
No more runnin
No more runnin
No more runnin
No more runnin

Taste (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

TASTE

There's a secret place I hide that's deep inside of me
An elusive voice that tells me what I like now
You might think I'm going to judge you in your fancy place
I don't really give the credit to what taste does
Cause I don't care if you don't like that
You'll get your feelings hurt, but I'll forget its bad
And if I like you it's for your simple ways
And we will always be at a tasty place
And you can cook a rose but I don't eat those

(Taste, yeah it's the taste)
Taste

Doll, I dearly tried to like the clothes you chose for me
Something in my heart can tell me it's a weakness
But I got shocked and picked some flowers since you wouldn't dare
Take a woman's blouse and send it for your son to wear.
But when we share our important views
You get a glimpse of me, I get a glimpse of you
And I don't really care if I don't change your ways
If you won't always be at our tasty place
And you can cook a rose but I don't eat those

(Taste, yeah it's the taste)
Taste

Am I really all the things that are outside of me

Am I real

Guy's Eyes (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

GUY'S EYES

I really want to do just what my body wants to
I really want to do just what my body needs to
I really want to show to my girl that I want her
I really want to show to my girl that I need her

I want to do what my body needs to
I want to show to my girl that I need her

I started using my mind
And I used my hands
It was what I want to

Bluish (Lyrics)- Animal Collective

BLUISH

When you claw me like a cat, I'm beaming
I like the way you squeeze my hand
Pulling me into another dream,
A lucid dream.

I'm getting lost in your curls
I'm getting crushed out on the things
that only I should see
not for boys, they're just for me
Hurry to talk, from far away

I can see you, you curl your fists and you pull your hair
When we're alone, I wanna say
Let's just stay in, no one's here (???????)

Put on the dress that I like
It makes me so crazy, though I can't say why
Keep on your stockings for a while
Some kind of magic in the way you're lying there

I'm getting lost in your curls
I'm getting rushed back on a whim,
Our breaths get wind
Back to the time when we will greet
I know we have changed
But I still grin 'cause I can't wait to see you
Back to the time I touched your hair

Daily Routine(Lyrics) -Animal Collective

DAILY ROUTINE

Just a sec more in my bed
Hope my machine's working right
When it's just precisely tuned
That's how it's going to end up so nice

Make sure my kid's got a jacket
Keys and coat and shoes and hat
Strap a stroller to my back
Bouncing along every crack

What good is it to make it fast
Sing a song to pass the playground
What can I do as traffic pass
Guard my girl from muffler's black gas
What can I do to make it fast
Pop a jump but not too hard
Take a little look up at the ramp
Stop and look at the traffic signal

Just a sec more in my bed
Hope my machine's working right

Summertime Clothes(Lyrics) -Animal Collective

SUMMERTIME CLOTHES

Sweet summer night but I'm stripped to my sheets
Forehead is leaking, the AC squeaks and
A voice from the clock says, "You're not gonna get tired"
My bed is a pool and the walls are on fire
Soak my head in the sink for a while
Chills on my neck and it makes me smile but
My bones have to move and my skin's gotta breathe
You pick up the phone and I'm so relieved
You slide down your stairs to the heated street
The sun has left us with slippery feet
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
And be here with you and go out

It doesn't really matter, I'll go where you feel
Hump for the breeze, get a midnight meal
I point in the windows, you point out the parks
Rip up your sleeves and I'll ditch my socks
Dance to the songs from the cars as they pass
Weave through the cardboard, smell that trash
Walking around in our summertime clothes,
Nowhere to go while our bodies blow
But we'll greet the dawn with morning blues
In purple yards we'll be sleeping soon
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you

When the sun goes down, we'll go out again
When the sun goes down, we'll get wet again
Don't cool off, I like your walk

I see the sound of the heat for the sound of the rain
It's easy to sleep when it whets my brain
It covers my rest with a saccharine sheen
Kissing the wind through the window screen
It's a restless cause that I cannot hide
So much of my mind, man, it spills outside
Do you want to go stroll down the financial streets?
Our clothes might get soaked, but the buildings sleep
Because there's no one pushing for a place
The ins and outs of an easy pace
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
I want to walk around with you
Just you, just you, just you.

Also Frightened (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

ALSO FRIGHTENED

Ghosts came crowding around and then
I woke, you slept there on your side
From our window, two lanterns draw signs on the night
And light our two shadows I watch with delight
Will I want them to be who they will be
Or to be more like their dad

Will it be just like they're dreaming
Will it be just like I'm dreaming
Will it be just like they're dreaming
Will it be just like I'm dreaming

The influence is relative
Maybe I should let them
Maybe we should let them
And I have a question:

Are you also frightened?

And no one should call you a dreamer

My Girls (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

MY GIRLS

There isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house

I don't care for fancy things
Or to take part in a precious wait
And to provide the man you ask
I will, with heart, on my father's grave

I don't mean
To seem like I care about material things
Like a social status
I just want
Four walls and adobe slabs
For my girls

In The Flowers (Lyrics) -Animal Collective

IN THE FLOWERS

Met a dancer
Who was high in a field
From her movement
Caught my breath on my way home
Couldn't stop that spinning force
I felt in me
Everything around seemed to giggle glee
She walked up with a flower and I cared


Got a dancer
Who gets wild to the beats of record rhythms
But I'm always away for weeks
That pass slow my
Mind gets lost
Feeling envy for the kid who'll dance despite anything
Oh while out in the flowers I feel better

If I could just leave my body for the night

Then we could be dancing
No more missing you while I'm gone
There we could be dancing
And you'd smile and say, "I like this song"
And when our eyes will meet there
We will recognize nothing's wrong
And I wouldn't feel so selfish
I won't be this way very long

To hold you in time
To hold you in time
To hold you in time
To hold you in time

While we were dancing
Early hours
Drunken days finally ended
And the streets turned for a pillowcase
Then I fumbled our good lock
Then the ecstasy turns to rising light
Through our windowpane
Now I'm gone
I left flowers for you there

Shhh
You're a dancer
I'm a dancer

Animal Collective [Merriweather Post Pavilion] Lyrics






This is one of the best albums I have ever come across.

This is the track listing:

01. In The Flowers[5:22]
02. My Girls[5:41]
03. Also Frightened[5:14]
04. Summertime Clothes[4:30]
05. Daily Routine[5:46]
06. Bluish[5:14]
07. Guy's Eyes[4:31]
08. Taste[3:53]
09. Lion In A Coma[4:12][LYRICS MISSING]
10. No More Runnin'[4:23]
11. Brothersport[5:59]
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Thursday, 1 January 2009

Heima (Home) [2009!]..?


H E I M A

Walking down on the foggy, frosted roads of desolation after a night of ecstasy, bewilderment, alienation, heartbreak and adrenaline where does one go to rest the destruction? Where is home? The alcohol within me leads me the wrong way. The flashing lights of the highway look promising, cars flying down, driven by the wasted, driving on the ice and crashing into the wasteland, the wreckage of a generation forgotten. I turn around reluctantly and head home, or at least where I think it is. I’ll take the shorter way. But the guardians are sleeping, the hounds wake up to my hurried movements and they have bigger teeth than me. The dogs are barking away from the highway as I try to scale the fence to get home, they sense what is inside me, an impure feeling of greed, something is not right within, and the street dogs have found it, they reject me with foaming mouths and ferocious growls. I choose flight. I’ll have to go all the way around, the longer way.
I could crash any moment. The pavements look inviting and the alleys call out to me. What is the chance that I will wake up in the morning if I collapse here? The ill-lit street is nearly deserted, I walk as fast as I can, there are a few people at odd corners, draped in a shawl and waiting. Waiting for god knows what at one-thirty in the morning. But there is an unmistakable look of expectation and hope in their eyes as they look suspiciously at me. Maybe I shouldn’t have left, I am on the edge of my conscious horizon and a few more minutes at the party would have thrown me over. But I want to stay on the edge, from the edge you can see so much more. I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the centre. Kurt Vonnegut said that. God rest his soul. A good night? Perhaps, if I could just leave my confused fucking problems and issues that make no sense to me but still pull me back into depression. A rotten start to the year nonetheless. There was a better start to the year last time and the year turned out to be rotten. This time a rotten start to a great year? I fucking hope so.