Soup

Mouthful of cavities
Your soul's a bowl of jokes
And everyday you remind me
How I'm desperately in need

See, I got alot of fiends around
And they're peaking through nothing new
They see you
They see everything you do

Seeing everything on the inside, out

Oh, please give me a little more
And I'll push away those baby blues
'Cause one of these days this will die
So will me and so will you

I write a letter to a friend of mine
I tell him how much I used to love to
watch him smile

See I haven't seen him smile in a
little while

Haven't seen him smile in a little while

But, I know you're laughin' from the
inside out
Laughin' from the inside out
I know you're laughin' from the
inside out
Laughin' from the inside
From the inside
From the inside
From the inside
From the inside out

Suddenly everything is fainting
Falling from a broken ladder's rung
There's a jolt exhilarating from the phone
I'm holding
I hear the words of what I'll become

How eager the hands that reach for love

'Cause now there's a new life to behold
And it's the biggest part of my life
to unfold

'Cause now she's telling me she'll have
my baby
And a faithful father I am to be
When I'm looking into the eyes of our
own baby
Will it bring new life into me?

Deep inside must defy arrangement
I've been a stumblin' from the startin'
blocks 'til now
And I'll always try to justify the way
I've been behaving
Should I teach one not to know how?

How to live in the world we live
in now

'Cause there's a beautiful life
to behold
And it's the biggest part of my life
to unfold

'Cause now she's telling me she'll have
my baby
And a father figure I am to be

When I look into the eyes of our
own baby
Will it bring new life into me?

Oh Please
Oh Please
Oh Please

Bring new life
Bring new life
Bring new life into me

Is this the place that I want
to be
Is it you who I want to see
Holding on, hold it high, show me
everything

And you're leaving me
Yeah, you're leaving me
you're leaving me with hated identity

Chorus
But I keep on a comin' here and
standing in this state
And I'm never really sure if
you'll take
What I'm saying the right way
But I'm not appalled or afraid verbal
pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up
to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in
the back
It isn't me
Oh no, no, no it isn't me
I'm more at home in my galaxie

Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you
And I'll take a left then I'll second
guess into a total mess

And you're leaving me
yeah you're leaving me
you're leaving me with hated identity

Repeat chorus
No no no no it isn't me
No no no no it isn't me
(repeat 4 times)
I'm more at home in my galaxie

Find myself singing the same songs
everyday
Ones that make me feel good
When things behind the smiles ain't ok

Around and over and in-between the seas
I need to be on top of a mountain
Where I can see everything
Cause this paranoia's getting old

Now as I open my eyes to start
another day
I'm in a pile of puke
Empty bad of excuses
My love for friends and family
you know I need them

And under a sun that's seen it all before
My feet are so cold
And I can't believe that I have to
bang my
Head against this wall again
But the blows they have just a
little more
Space in-between them

Gonna take a breath and try again

Doesn't anybody feel
That all these killers should be killed
All these healers should be healed
So all these beggers can be filled

Now tell me why am I to lie
If I'm holding firm and feel
the right
To lie down beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted thought really
run through my mind

I'd scrape my toes across the floor
This day's the same as those before
And though inside I'm feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself
An uninvaded door

So now I'll take a little glue
I'll put together a new glittered room
for view
So I can start sitting so pretty
Instead of sitting here not
seein' clear
Just sitting here not fittin' here
No things ain't fittin' here

I'll just lay my head down beside this
God of mine
And let that perverted thought burn a
hole in my mind
And if I don't lay my head beside
this God of mine
Maybe the Hunter's dog called God
Could be my friend in time

Out here in nothin' engulfed by
the sea

And there's no one here 'cept these
fishes and me
I think I could die here
Then I'm hit, leveled hard by the
rising tide

Oh, I'm hit hard by the tide,
I'm just livid, all alone

Sunny, so funny, not funny to me
Because, I'm bearing the scars from it
burning on me
But I'm feel so revived, just sittin'
here thinkin'
Then I'm hit hard, really hard by
the tide

I'm hit hard by the tide, I'm
just livid
And I'm livin'

Yeah, I'm hit hard by the tide
I'm livid, livid
Hard by the tide
I'm livin'

All alone

Tongue tied, nerves as big as boulders
Why mom, i thought i was your soldier
My brother sits by me
Buckled into the carseat

Feel the thirst, it's time for pulling over
Into the truckstop on my daddy's shoulder
Out back where they plant all the trees
Ten feet away my daddy buries me

God's presents

If my path be smooth or rugged
If with thorns or roses strewn
Where i go the father seeith
And he will leave me not alone

If i take the wings of morning
Far within the giant sea
Even there his hand will leave me
Even there my god will be

Though the gloom of night be round me
Though i cannot see my way
Yet the lord will see and guide me
Because unto him the night is day

If my thought are good or evil
Set me think to hide them not
There is one above all seeing
And he beholdth every thought

And ever more my eyes beholds me
And all my ways to him are known
And his loving arms enfolds me
He will leave me not alone

God's presents was written by blanche bridge on february 11, 1884

I'll make a shoehorn outta your shin
I'll make a lampshade of durable skin
And oh, don't you know that I'm
always feelin' able
When I'm sittin' home and I'm carvin'
out your naval
I'm just sittin' here carvin' out
your navel

When will I realize that this skin
I'm in
Hey, it isn't mine
And when will the kill be too much
meat for me to hide on

Hey, I could really use a couple
of hands
To complete one hell of a plant stand
Oh, don't you know that I'm caught
here in the middle
Making rib cages into coffee tables
I'm just makin' em into coffee tables

And when will I realize that this skin
I'm in
Hey, it isn't mine
And when will the thrill be too much
meat for me to find anymore

Oh, because
you know I can't hide
But oh how hard I try
But this is just the shape I'm in,
oh yeah
And though you know I can't hide
But oh how hard I try
But this is just the shape I'm in

Big stretch and not much sleep
I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek
And it's a bright blue saturday
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me

But if i could buy the sky that's hangin'
Over this bed of mine
If i could climb these vines
And maybe see what you're seein'

If you were standing on the corner staring straight
Into the eyes of jesus christ

One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be
I got sewage fruit and it's growing out back from roots
I don't know if they belong to me
But if i could buy the sky that's hangin'

Over this bed of mine
And if i could climb these vines
And maybe see what you're seein'

Sittin' at the edge of this building,
Twenty stories below,
A' twenty stories below
Twenty stories below
Twenty stories below

I can't tell you how many ways that i've sat,
And viewed my life today, but i can tell you
I don't think that i can find easier way
So if i see you walking hand in hand in hand
With a three armed man, you know i'll understand

But you should have been in my shoes yesterday
You should have been in my shoes yesterday