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Glassjaw lyrics

Album: Worship and Tribute [2002]

Tracks12
 01  Tip Your Bartender
 02  Mu Empire
 03  Cosmopolitan Bloodloss
 04  Ape Dos Mil
 05  Pink Roses
 06  Must've Run All Day
 07  Stuck Pig
 08  Radio Cambodia
 09  The Gillette Cavalcade of Sports
 10  Trailer Park Jesus
 11  Two Tabs of Mescaline
 12 Cosmopolitan Bloodloss/Ape Dos Mil
all Glassjaw lyrics



Tip Your Bartender
Time for our men in uniform
(with a price upon their heads).
This is a WAR!
Sober up.
But 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 fencepost half mast.
Fashion: war between
The guilty and the guilty and the guilty..
And the teen.

Not throwing stones at you anymore.
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
Anymore.

[pause]

Oh yeah, I would like to..
Die like mice do.
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man.
Crying.

Not throwing stones at you anymore.
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
Anymore.

Oh yeah, I would like to..
Like to die, like fucking mice do.
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man.
Crying.

Buy it, load it, shoot it.

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Mu Empire
I'm glad you sent a line.
Euphoria's endearing.
And it's cold,
We might as well retire.
To the drawer where all used things resign.

Mr. shiver, in the river,
You were told.
You were sold.
I do, I do.
If we make it over the mountain.

Dressed in leather, red ball and vault attire;
The most ironic place to be is easy...
Between my finger and the blade, right before I let the used resign.

Mr. shiver, in the river,
You were told.
You were sold.
I do, I do.
If we make it over the mountain.

You might lose the one you choose.
You might lose who won you times ten.

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Cosmopolitan Bloodloss
many days,
many phases down the line.
When people whisper it makes her nervous.
It's you from the airport addressing most littlest.
In several days I just might prove worth it.

After all, After all,
should they let you decide?

Anyway, in a way...
Walk the wire, walk the line.
When people whisper it makes her nervous.
It's you from the airport addressing most littlest.
Several days too late to unearth it.

So after all, After all,
should they let you decide?

We are the most impassioned ugly people.

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Ape Dos Mil
Submit by:PLeyMo
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Ape Dos Mil

You can bet in mid-october,
I will still be ranting 'bout 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 said, "I don't understand why I'm fumbling after"
You're the reason I cannot forget this season
Or the letter when she first referred to eight.

It's all calypso.
But it's not easy to know.
You walk around with your shoulders down frowning,
But it's not easy to know.

It's over.
You can bet when mid-october end's I'll 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 said, "I don't understand why I'm 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 to know.
You walk around with your shoulders down frowning,
But it's not easy to know.
It's just a tango.
But it's not easy, you know.
I walk around with my horns out now,
But it's not easy to know.

I'm..
I'm going under.

You can't trust a man who's a governor
Ape can't trust man.
You can't trust a man with a gun at all.
Ape can't trust man.

How can you heal?
If you don't ease back the blame.
Knowing you're right, won't you heal?back to top
Pink Roses
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.

Pink roses.

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, f*ck you and film you.

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Must've Run All Day
If it makes you, it takes you I don't want to
If it makes you, scared in the bare anyway
If it makes you, I don't want to see your face when you feel not alive

You're lying in bed, with the pride of a lion
Are you there, are you there?
You're shrewd enough to be underlined
Are you there, are you there?

A world premiere.

If it makes you, it takes you I don't want to
If it makes you, stare in the bare anyway
If its the last thing you do...
If its the last thing you do...
If its the last thing you do,

Plagerize.

You're lying in bed, with the pride of a lion
Are you there, are you there?
If your shrewd enough to be underlined
You are there, You are there?

A world premiere.

You're lying in bed, with the pride of lion
Are you there? Are you there?
You're shrewd enough to be underlined
Are you there, are you there?

Mother said to me, "Take my advice please".
And stand for one second up off your knees.
We are not the competition
But we strive, we strive, to be number one.back to top
Stuck Pig
7. Stuck Pig

Lay down in this latrine in nailbomb,
In the city of Molotov,
In the province of gun,
In a whole off the highway
In the land of two suns.

Sometimes I get pissed
When
My blow goes like a quickie in the snow

But I'm sure I'll go down inside.
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
On the feet of a dragon.
Alone in the sun for sticking it in too long.
The seed of a bastard.

Some night's the wind pipe's covered in dope.
I pray it be covered in a rope.

Me, me, me.
Grief, grief, grief.
Beat the heat.

Grunt fuck.
Grin fuck.
Push her in the snow fuck.
The dope fiend splashes gash like a nailbomb.

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Radio Cambodia
I'm not impressed,
I guess I'm not impressed.
With which dialect, which dialect marches best,
And who reaches heaven in what order
When our kids are baptized in mortar.

It's a shame that our messiahs move their pawns from different mountains
And we're left to dance these bodies 'round the fountain.
If a leader preaches worship to the sheep within the valley,
Who'll be riding in a tank that says "just married"?

We found that ultimately you can make it snow in the summer.

Contrary to what you believe
We oscillate and vary speed.
The food in jail is sulphury.
How do inuits spell relief?

Summer's trudging closer and a flurry of white as well.
It's the heart of nuclear winter and you can bet I'm scared as hell.back to top
The Gillette Cavalcade of Sports
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
A round and about..
Down the line I'm heir
To throne nowhere.

I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
A mountain of doubt down the line I'm heir
to throne nowhere.
I'm scared.

Cause,

Here's where the train ride ends.
Screaming, "is this your decision?"
We were the best of friends,
I'll go nowhere.

This isn't where,
This isn't where I found you

"Life is such a ball I run the world from city hall"
And I own you all.

In this,
In this Holiday Inn..

Well,
Welcome back race fans, it's Cavalcade sport time again.
Here at the jamboree,
Home of the hits.
How you doing Bob?
It's the last stretch
And my heart.. my heart stays in the lead
And we see first, second behind my heart is my mind
Third behind my mind is my body.
Fourth behind my body is my soul
And my heart stays in the lead.
Coming around the stretch..
That was a good one Bob.

No dutch.

"Home is where the heart it is..."
"on the bus!"back to top
Trailer Park Jesus
Put the needle to the record,
And hit me with your style,
Soon enough I'll,
Learn to unload to unload my mouth.
Can you feel it's getting blacker,
The vibe up in this place
When I displaced,
What made me turn my face.

I can't wait.

I jumped ship to a burning sow
Had a ball.
Atom bomb.

It was quite a dirty habit,
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.
Killed a shark.
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.
Atom bomb..

Tell the one
About the man who dug
Holes so deep
He lost sight of his word.

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Two Tabs of Mescaline
I smell the sound of a growing gash
With pop sensibilities.
KQED
"It's a tune that equals you."
I feel
Hallelujah
I fail,
Bulemia;
I'm frail.
Salting the back of a snail.

And...
This is worship and this is tribute
Crumbling, ripping and failing.
Knowing you fit in...
And, and,
you fit in!

Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.

And...
Am i worshipping or am I tributing?
Crumbling, ripping and failing.
My turkish prison is knowing I fit in.
And, and,
I fit in!

Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
With no rescue.
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.

Sailor scent.

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