I found a pretty cool video for this one. It takes the studio version and uses footage from live shows for a makeshift music video. I hope you enjoy! I’d give more of an explanation but I am functioning off of the few ounces of sanity I have while I fight through my cold/allergic conundrum.
Tip Your Bartender By GlassJaw
hit it one more time for our men in uniform
(with a price upon their heads).
this is a war.
bottoms up.
call it what you want,
the color changes up in the sun.
not throwing stones at you anymore.
your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder
anymore.
all my X’s live with hexes.
this is why I hang myself
with jealousy upon a fence-post
half mast.
fashion: war between the guilty and
the guilty and the teen.
i’d like to die like mice do.
i’m crying in the beer of a drunk man.
I’d apologize for posting so much of Sinatra’s music lately but… I find it difficult to see his crooning as a punishment. So instead, I GRACE you all with another of his airs. I hope you enjoy 🙂
Goodbye (She quietly says) Performed by Frank SInatra
There is no great big ending, no sunset in the sky
There is no string ensemble, and she doesn’t even cry
And just as I begin to say that we should make another try
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
There is no big explosion, no tempest in the tea
The world does not stop turning round, there’s no big tragedy
Sitting in a coffee shop with cheesecake and some apple pie
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
Good-bye, said so easily, Good-bye, said so quietly
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, just two always strangers avoid each other’s eyes
One still make believing, one still telling lies, she tells me that I’m not to blame
But when I ask the reason why
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
Good-bye, said so easily. Good-bye, said so quietly
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
you like to carry my heart in a bag that’s broken.
you’re asking when do I stop?
when the bottle’s empty.
blacker than my father’s soul, drunk enough to raise us all.
pink roses.
nomad:
drowning rat.
black.
black.
so black you can’t even grasp the fact.
blacker than a beggar’s soul, rich enough to save us all.
lead with your need as god descends.
cold in the ground.
what gets me this down?
the smell of magnesium, the smile of a clown.
i want to drink you, scare you, fuck you and film you.
It all sounds like a broken record When you say that it’s the distance; No, long distance. Or did we just grow distant? Because I have heard this all before From the mouth of a siren by the shore Dragging me to the frigid depths A last caress, to compliment a final breath.
So today, instead of giving you a brand new GlassJaw song, I thought I would show you all a video I found on youtube recently. It is the band performing the song live in the studio and to me it is just freaking fantastic to see it. Granted I’d say the guitarist went a little overboard and made Daryl sing a bit louder at times though lol.
Now, I apologize for any omitted lyrics in this installation; I am relying on the “interweb’s” variations. And I am at work so I can’t listen along to pin down the faults. Although he is pretty clear speaking in this song so I am hoping that the contributors do him justice.
It doesn’t help that I’ve been slowly contracting some relentless illness that continues to ravage my respiratory system. But, I digress… enjoy!
Beyond poor
Beyond ostracized
Destined to be obscured.
Beyond right in your offset eyes
On dominus ground
If what I say isn’t true
I do it to reason with you
Kiss and no tell
The police down at the motel
I’m aware, I see
Yet somewhere as you reach down
I’m afraid you’ll want me to go without.
I’m aware, I see; yes, I do
Yet somewhere as you reach down
I’m afraid you’ll want me to go without
To return what I’ve given out.
Beyond poor,
Beyond ostracized
Destined to be obscured
Beyond right in your husband’s eyes
Does he bow when you’re around?
What I say isn’t true
But I do it to reason with you
Kiss and no tell
The last man in what the first to take the vow
I’m aware, I see; yes, I do
Yet somewhere as you reach down
I’m afraid you’ll want me to go without
I’m aware, I see; yes, I do
Yet somewhere as you reach down
I’m afraid you’ll want me to go without
Return what I’ve given out.
This is one of their songs that they had been experimenting with sort of a Blues/jazz/rock vibe.
I dig it for the slow going rhythm where you can just bob your head and almost fall into a trance. There isn’t a fun explanation for this song from Daryl as far as I know. So I scourged the web and read some other’s interpretations which have been similar to my own. So I’ll give a short version below.
As for the meaning, well you’ve gotta dig deep for that. And quite frankly, it seems as if he is talking to himself. Almost a verbal altercation between maybe his personal demons.
Although some others thought that he was writing about a band member who was once straight-edge but eventually fell into the path of drugs and alcohol.
If anyone has another take on this, feel free to chime in. It’s nice to hear other people’s opinions on GJ’s music 🙂 Now without further delay, I give you the lyrics.
Oxycodone By GlassJaw
Yes we have the audio
Amassing barriers
I oughtta know
for I’ve taken pills until it’s aerial
and yes contest with the best monetary order
you get the daughter
you can murder it
if you’ve heard of it
or you’ve purchased it in the showroom
but that’s not part of it
or at least not part of the book ’cause I’ve read it
and as for the film I’ve seen it
oh and I mean it
I am the prodigal son of involuntary order
or shit I taught em
on a strange man from a strange land
near japan trots a dog of war
who is sorting overzealous razor-wire wristbands
and he’s the bees knees
and if he sneezed please oversee this slight oversight for which he’ll fight
granted tonight’s the night
and if you feel it well then alright
would i lie to you?
yeah i’d like to
over and over
over and over
stand there laughing
but what for?
conceptual continuity
driven stewardly
i’m through with thee
my focus on the parody is new to me
you’re digging holes like you’ve forgotten how to swim
and taking orders like you’re my daughter
i like the night if you like the night
i love the night if there’s a general on my right
boy what have you become? you’ve become undone
and boy I’ve been there
a coward in the face of what you stood for
i’m dirt poor and still I’ve stood more
cause tonight’s the night and if you feel it alright, well
would i lie to you?
yeah i’d like to
over and over
over and over
stand there laughing
but what for?
well…
i never eat the stomach, no
because you never know
what’s your prey’s prey and what’s its sign
astrological, anatomical, in the name of art
hosanna’s form
lipstick on the collar of a wed man
comical.
mystery travels in pairs
i ride sidecar
and i love company
and where is the daybreak from this date-rape?
please step back as i placate
history’s mystery fizzling sizzling shimmering glycerin glistening in the light
you’ll get your rocks off but you can’t stop girl tonight
would i lie to you?
yeah i’d like to
over and over
over and over
stand there laughing
but what for?
The Way it Goes 