Anecdotes and Inside Jokes

by Freudian Slip

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released December 22, 2011

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Track Name: Double Jameson Blues
So it's written in stone
but my mind crushed my bone like an enemy
so it's written in sand
but the blood on my hand became the scenery

So I'll drink my martini, and smoke my cigars
in the hope that you'll carry me home
I've been here for hours
the days turned to weeks
I'm no longer the man that you've known

So it's written in air
but I guess just fair with the state I'm in


i can't wait for much longer
I'm biding my time
and I'm drinking my whiskey with wine
I look through these photos
it's needless to say
you are smiling, I'm standing behind

You wiped your tears with your sleeve
then you startled, and looked up at me
you reached for my soul, but it felt indifferently

Now I've finished my martini
I have no more cigars
and you still haven't carried me home
I still look at these photos
they span over years
you're still smiling, I'm still unknown
Track Name: The Well
Misery
collect all your fallen stones and throw them back at me
but can't you see
I've got my lists all stacked in order like it's meant to be

I never thought I'd hear your whispers
I never thought I'd lost control
I never thought I'd pull the trigger
I never thought I got no soul

My darling, me
there are no layers in your prayers
there's no symmetry
come back and see
from the generic to specific
what you've done to me

I never thought you'd pass the message
I never thought you'd break my heart
I never thought you'd be indefinite
I never thought you'd go that far

I never thought we'd call it even
I never thought what happens next
I never thought we'd look for reasons
I never thought we'd fail the test

I never thought we'd trade our places
I never thought we'd spell it out
I never thought we'd lose our faces
I never thought we'd come about
Track Name: For Christian Drane (A Prediction)
Tell me something, tell me something dear
when your arms are weak, and you go back to sleep
will you die alone?
But I'll tell you darling, tell you while I'm here
Things aren't what they seem, you are a beauty queen
who denies her throne

Tell me something, tell me something dear
when you were watching stars, and the speeding cars
and the accident
Was there something, something that you feared?
Were you still confused, maybe a bit amused
or resilient?

Tell me something, tell me something dear
Have you received bad news, given a bad excuse
for you fucking up?
So let me make it, make it very clear
I will come back to stay, we'll look the other way
when we're out of luck


Your hands they held the air
How could I help but stare?


Your hands they held the air
How could I help but stare?

Tell me something, tell me something dear
About you secret wish, the first boy you kissed
And the rules you broke
While I hold you, hold you very near
You never seemed to care, completely unaware
that it was all a joke

Tell me something, tell me something dear
Of what you can't control, of what you swallowed whole
like a nihilist
Were you really, were you not sincere?
You told me anecdotes, you told me inside jokes
with an expected twist

Your hands they held the air
How could I help but stare?

Your hands they held the air
How could I help but stare?
Track Name: A Date With My Own Devil
Well I packed my bags and left New York
while you were fast asleep
I wrote "I love you" on a note
and drove off through crowded streets
then you woke up and screamed my name
but I was nowhere to be found
just the note that I left lying around

Then you dialed my number and cursed my name
but I did not pick up the phone
I was on a date with my own devil,
had to do it on my own
The whiskey and the cigarettes hadn't done it for me
no this was my last standing chance to be free

And while your mother's weep on the clouded streets
while I'm heading back to West Virginia
This was no betrayal
my soul was locked in jail
but now I found it
had to go back to my roots to heal it's wail

All the simple words they are now unheard
cause I'm right back here in West Virginia
I still think of her
though my memories are blurred
you're smiling

Now I'm on my own on my hollow bones
but I'm right where I belong: West Virginia
I still think of her
though my memories are blurred
you're smiling
though you're left all alone in the world
Track Name: Kids In The Street
For all it's worth
it's still what it seems
we're still kids in the streets forced to sell magazines
who never grew up
and eventually
we watched us slowly fading gracefully

When nothing else
compels to me
we'll rewind the tapes to 1983

For all it's worth
it's still what it seems
we're still kids in the streets forced to sell magazines
Track Name: Kids In The Street Pt. 2
You were the loneliest soul of the night
you let the dog sleep by your side
and those hints of tears in your eyes
you told them to dry

You watched the kids in the street passing by
and scratched that cheap tattoo on your neck
and you tried so hard to forget
but we have never met

And soon
you'll discover
with another
just who you are
Track Name: Beusselstraße
Breath from your distance
Peel off your needs
Choke on your assistance
Disobey in your sleep

Fake all your faces
Reverse me in time
Pay with embraces
And rip all that's mine

Keep out your spirits
Hang me to dry
Make me delirious
Or watch me pass by