I woke up today and said “Chris, you are going to write about some fucking Eggo Waffles”. So I did my best with the time I provided myself. 🙂 I am happy with it. It makes me smile. I hope you enjoy it too!
Eggo Waffle, Eggo Waffle
Circular like a magic Quaffle
Blueberries impregnate
a hearty mouthful
As syrup cascades from
My chin to
My watchful
Lab and Terrier.
When you look into the night sky I can see something shining,
As if the stars are looking back and actually smiling
At your long golden hair, and on this spring night
A pleasant smile you share
Because no one comes close, at least not by little
For you are one of a kind, like a flower’s first petalÂ
You bloom with the sun and soak up the rain
You send my heart miles high and destroy my disdain
If a flower, so subtle, can cure me so well.
why must you leave when my heart starts to swell?
Still Winter passes by and Spring will come soon.
Then again the subtle flower will bloom
Though, if only Spring began when Winter howls,
The flowers of spring would be tall as towers.
Seasons are not eternal, they soon become our past.
Yet every moment with you will forever last.Â
This song had a fun and special meaning to me. It was fun because my buddy Ryan AKA RyRy, loved the song when I played it for him and asked what the name was. I said it is RyRy’s song; and he shouts “Oh shit! That’s funny ’cause my cousins call me RyRy. And that was fucking good dude. ” And special I guess because it “transcends all physical limits” as Murs may say. Enjoy!
Yeah, 1, 2,
2, 1, fight, choke
There’s a woman sitting in a motel room
counting minutes and she’s
adding to her list of one hour loves.
She’s tired and the new addition will do
She’ll replace the body,
his friends are good for bang-bang
An amiable hobby,
she’s got a secret.
Just keep it and sleep with.
And he can’t believe a thing you’ve said.
We’re going nowhere
and fair is fair.
And he can’t believe a damn thing you said.
We’re going nowhere,
and fair is fair.
The way you play with lives
is such a big disguise
we swear that
we’re not gonna’ take it under.
The way you play with lives is
such a big disguise
we swear
we’re not running naked.
There’s a man who’s sitting in a motel
waiting for a hooker that he never applied for
is it even her?
and he can’t believe a damn thing you’ve said.
We’re going nowhere
and fair is fair.
fight, choke!
The way you play with lives is such a big disguise
we swear that we’re not gonna’ take it no more.
The way you fucked his life
is such a big disguise
we swear
we’re not running naked.
Just when it’s perfect
it’s finite, he calls it
you said it’s over,
it’s over so long.
Just when it’s perfect
it’s finite he calls it.
You said it’s over
It’s over, so long.
The way you play with lives is such a big disguise
we swear that we’re not gonna’ take it no more.
The way you fucked his life
is such a big disguise
we swear
we’re not running naked.
He would stay forever
just to say he saw you leave.
And maybe things wouldn’t be this way.
he would stay forever.
Just to say he saw you on your knees.
I burn the lamp
WHen I burn when I do I do
Everything I do for you.
But he hates you, hates you
And I guess it’s nothing new for you…
Another slow one for you guys today. Also, it is a lot easier for me to extract the lyrics from this one. Still waiting on GlassJaw to potentially supply with their stash… Who knows.
Put the needle to the record and
hit me with your style.
Soon enough I’ll, learn to unload my mouth.
Can you say it’s getting blacker,
the vibe up in this place;
when I displaced what made turn my face.
I can’t wait.
I jumped ship to a burning sow.
Had a ball
Atom bomb.
It was quiet I’ll tell you that girl
When the last thing I do has a
Swine slewn down martyr avenue.
Am I driftwood or Hosana?
A knee-deep in disease.
I’m the body.
Laid a “9” on my sleeve.
I’m a bitch, girl.
I’m a bitch.
I jumped ship to a burning sow.
Had a ball.
Atom bomb.
I jumped ship to a burning sow.
Had a ball.
Killed a shark.
I jumped ship to a burning sow.
Had a ball.
Atom bomb.
Denial is a river in Egypt.
Division is a reunion in the South.
Soon enough I’ll learn to…
Denial is a river in Egypt.
Allusive as the communion in my mouth.
Soon enough I’ll learn to.
I jumped ship to a burning sow.
Had a ball.
Atom bomb.
I jumped ship to a burning sow.
Had a ball.
Atom bomb.
Tell the one about the man who dug a
hole so deep
He lost sight of his word…
(So, dear child
Tell me what it is
you so resent?)
You are just an infestation;
A ghoulish soul I must repent!
You reap what others sew
Your ploys, caddish distractions
To enforce a fatal blow!
(Oh haha, How foolish you are
To think I’d bare your skin
A festering scar.
I’ve saved your life you know?
Remember those nights
Out on your “Lonely Road”?
You would rev to the limit
Put your conscious on hold.
But it was I who hit the brakes
Before the bend swallowed you whole!)
You had no RIGHT!
It was MY destiny to unfold
Be it high-speed mutilation
Or bottled scripts on hold
It was mine to decide
Not your hand to fold!
(Be that as it may
You speak no sense today
You cry for love, though
One cannot love
Beyond a hallowed grave
I gave you new life,
Your soul I fucking saved!
Now you accuse me of scrutiny?Â
That I have misbehaved?!)
I, I, I, I don’t know what to say
When I see an expired Muse,
I see no majestic glow.
Just another face in the crowd.
Another repeat of
An old decrepit show.
She fades out in black and white
Static in her eyes replaced
The ruby lips, hypnotic hips
So long endless thighs.
This was not just some rhetoric to try and get through to them; I meant every word. And I hope they receive it in kind and are at least willing to contact me to explain why they might not be able to do so or to get my e-mail address so they can obliterate my mind with all of the missing words through out their songs that the human ear just can’t distinguish. Those layered lines that leave me wanting more. And this is the first time I’ve even tried sending them any type of communication because I always thought it’d be useless considering their potential incoming volume they have to deal with. But I did it anyway. Because they do that to me: Make me want more.
My Letter To GlassJaw:
I have an honest request. I am a dedicated follower of all things GlassJaw, however, I continue to be flubbed on the internet when trying to find the lyrics to all of your songs. You see, I run my own blog and I have been introducing my followers to one GlassJaw song per day in an attempt to show others the music that has helped me through the roughest parts of my life. So far, I have been able to dictate the lyrics while listening to the songs, but I know for a fact I have missed some words, or phrases here and there. So please, from an honest fan, is it possible to send the original lyrics to me?
The online lyric websites are a travesty to your bands name and I intend to eradicate the false representations of your music. Please, if you can help, I would be forever grateful. You are why I continue to walk this earth. Without GlassJaw, I may have let myself go long before.
Best regards
-ChrisÂ
I have decided to try and lighten the mood on my blog by posting one of my older poems. You know, those days when “love” didn’t seem so far out of reach. I hope you all enjoy! 🙂
I lose my mind with sea-green eyes glaring back at me
Lost in your gaze, I am simply amazed with this girl I see.
Feeling the beat of my heart rip my chest apart
It’s what you do to me
You make wrong feel so right.
Let us light the way; we can set the world afire.
Darling, we can talk all night. Speak of our desires.
Or you can show me the way
Skip to the best part
Show me this love I’ve been missing;
Play it back from the start.Â
Here I have my favorite song from the group, probably because it has the most meaning for me. I’ve been cheated on before, though not in such a dramatized fashion. Alas, it bittersweet when you catch them in the act. And is something you may never forget. Enjoy…
Ape Dos Mil: GlassJaw
Yeah it’s over you can bet in mid-October I will still be ranting ‘bout most early may. Yeah he’s a winner, he’s a goddamn sinner while he dines I’m on the wrong side of the day and I say “I don’t understand why I’m fumbling after. You’re the reason I cannot forget this season or the letter when you first referred to it. And I said…
It’s all calypso, but it’s not easy you know. You walk around with your shoulders down, it’s not easy to know. Yeah it’s over you can bet when mid-October ends I will still be ranting ‘bout most early May. See yeah he’s a winner he’s a goddamn sinner while he dines I’m on the wrong side of the day and I said “I don’t understand why I am fumbling after. Yeah you’re the reason I cannot forget this season or the lesson how an ape shall not kill ape. And I said…
It’s all calypso but it’s not easy you know. You walk around with your shoulders down frowning it’s not easy to know. It’s just the tango, but it’s not easy you show. I walk around with my horns out now but it’s not easy to know.
I, I, I, I am going under. I’m going under. I’m going under. I’m going under…
You can’t trust a man who’s your governor; ape can’t trust man. You can’t trust a man who has got it all, ape can’t trust man. You can’t trust man.
It’s all calypso, but it’s not easy, you know. You walk around with your shoulders down frownin’ it’s not easy, you know. It’s just the tango, but it’s not easy you show. I walk around with my horns out now but it’s not easy to show.
How could you win if you don’t ease back the blame? Knowing you’re right, won’t you win?
The Way it Goes 