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1996. This Is A Long Drive For Someone With Nothing To Think About
1997. The Lonesome Crowded West
2000. The Moon & Antarctica
2004. Good News For People Who Love Bad News
2007. We Were Dead Before The Ship Even Sank
1999. Building Nothing out of Something
2001. Sad Sappy Sucker
EPs:
1994. Blue Cadet 3, Do You Connect?
1996. Interstate 8
1997. The Fruit That Ate Itself
2000. Night On The Sun
2001. Everywhere and His Nasty Parlour Tricks
Other: Singles Or Unreleased
Night On The Sun
1: Willful Suspension of Disbelief
Everywhere everywhere everywhere
It's all so plain it's all a plan
It's all so plain to most everyone
The sky it doesn't ever end
The air just gets much thinner further up
You could keep diggin down and down
A thousand graves down with out turning around or finding hell
You find you're digging up again
Everywhere everywhere everywhere
Willful suspension of disbelief
2: Night On The Sun
So, turn off the light cause its night of the sun
You're hopelessly hopeful
I hope so, for you
Freeze your blood and then stab it into in two
Stab your blood into me and blend
I eat my own blood and get filled up
Get filled up; I get filled up on me and end
So turn off the light cause it's night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Turn off the light cause its night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Freeze your blood and then stab it into me
Freeze your blood and then stab it into me
Freeze your blood and then stab it in two into me and blend
Turn off the light cause its night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Well there's one thing to know about this town
It's five hundred miles underground; and that's all right
Well there's one thing to know about this town
Not a person doesn't want me underground
There's one thing to know about this town
It's five hundred miles underground; and that's ok
There's one thing to know about this earth
We're put here just to make more dirt, and that's ok
Night on the sun
3: I Came As A Rat (Long Walk Off A Short Dock)
Well I ain't sure but I been told
He's baking cakes inside our souls
Stayed awake took a nap
Got myself by bottles back
I'm breakin them out on the street
Walkin round in my bare feet
I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat
I caught a ride we caught some air
He's never gonna cut his hair
It takes more time to make a fake
We night swam down in the lake
Washed the dirt off our intentions
Prattle on bout bad inventions
I came as ice
I came as a whore
I came as advice that came too short
I came as gold
I came as crap
I came clean and I came as a rat
It takes a long time but god dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you
Well I don't know but I been told
You never die and you never grow old
I came as a call
I came as flat
I came too soon so I came back
I came as flowers
I came as nice
I came as dirt and I came as its price
It takes a long time but god dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you
I don't know but I been told you never die and you never grow old
4: You're The Good Things
You were right I'm hangin' round because
Slight of hand won't separate us from them
You were right I'm underground because
Slight of hand won't separate your body from the dirt you're standing on today
You're the good things yeah that's you...
You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake
You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft
You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep
You're the flowers in my house when my allergies come out
You're the good things...
You were right I'm hangin' round because
Light and sound won't separate us from them
You were right I'm underground because
Slight of hand won't separate your body from the dirt you're standing on today
You're the good things yeah that's you...
You're the icing on the cake at the table at my wake
You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft
You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep
You're the flowers in my house when my allergies come out
You're the good things...
And helps not short when you're diggin' your grave
I'll help you dig it
So you're diggin' your grave now you're speakin' my language
I'll help you dig it
