1. |
Roy Orbison Thesis
01:22
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I wanna die like Roy Orbison, on the upswing
Optimistic, unexpectedly in my sleep
And if I go to hell, or if I go to Asphodel
Or if I don’t know where I’m at in the end
I won’t pretend I didn’t have it coming
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2. |
Hero Rodriguez
03:44
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You have got it all wrong
I’m not here to save you and I’m not here to laugh
I have known it all along
You’re amazed by the ways I can mess up and still end up intact
Let me let you in on a secret
I don’t like what I’m feeling at all
but I know how I feel, yeah
and I can’t stand how you do
You don’t know where you went wrong
But I keep saying that babe I envy the path you’re on
I thought I knew where you belonged
But I don’t even know where I do
I don’t deserve a second chance
And if I do it’s not with you
But I know how I feel, yeah
And I can’t stand how you don’t for me
I know you won’t I know you won’t
Hear my words hear my words
I know you won’t I know you won’t
Hear my words
I know I won’t I know I won’t
Find any solace in this song
I know I won’t I know I won’t
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3. |
The Beer Song
02:54
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All I want is a dark brown bottle with a bright yellow label
So you can smash it over my head, over my head, over my head
All I want is a dark brown bottle of extra stout, the projector’s out
Tell me how you feel about me, I’ll tell you how I feel about you
You tell me how you feel about me, I’ll tell you how I feel about you
All I want is a dark brown bottle with a bright yellow label
So you can smash it over my head, over my head, over my head
All I want is a dark brown bottle of extra stout, the projector’s out
Tell me how you feel about me, I’ll tell you how I feel about you
Tell me how you feel about me, I’ll tell you how I feel about you
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4. |
Yonkers
02:06
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I kissed you on the cheek and you
Kissed me on the cheek and I
Kissed you on the mouth and you
Told me how it would never work out
I screamed inside my car
In existential joy and abject sorrow
Screw tomorrow!
Is this a rope to climb or one to merely hang on?
I’m going to Yonkers now
I’m going to Yonkers now
If we meet again
I might call you Doctor
You might call me disgusting
And ask me what I’ve been up to
I’m going to Yonkers now
I’m going to Yonkers now
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5. |
Forgetting
01:17
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6. |
Frozen Falls
04:51
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Color out of dreams (caught in prismatic ice)
No you can’t fix me (trust me, trust me I’ve tried)
I’ve tried everything (everyone’s tried I’m just tired)
There’s nothing to fix
Who do you think I am
I am the ghost of a man
Who grew older but never came of age
I am held here by unfinished business
A tether ‘round my navel, a constant drilling pain
Rootless but not radicalized
Selfish but still empty inside
Educated but still unsure
Of what a human being is worth
Giving from the excess
Is not what resurrection meant
Pressure to succeed succeeded
Keeping me stuck in my head
All I wanted (was a gilded sword to fall upon)
Was material (world can never be enough)
I cannot (take the only step that matters)
Find God (at the bottom of a frozen fall)
Who do you think I am
I am the ghost of a man
Who died comfortable, ancient and safe
I am held here by unfinished business
A tether ‘round my navel, a constant crushing pain
Rootless but not radicalized
Selfish but still empty inside
Educated but still unsure
Of what a human being is worth
Giving from the excess
Is not what resurrection meant
Pressure to succeed succeeded
Keeping me stuck in my head
Color out of dreams (caught in prismatic ice)
No you can’t fix me (trust me, trust me I’ve tried)
I’ve tried everything (everyone’s tried I’m just tired)
There’s nothing to fix (my problem’s hardwired)
Who do you think I am
I am the ghost of a man
Who grew older but never came of age
I am held here by unfinished business
A tether ‘round my navel, a constant drilling pain
It’s not him, it’s me
I have not purged myself
Of jealousy
I’m not well suited to Hell
Purgatory or Heaven either
I guess I’m doomed to haunt the world
Until this world takes its final toll on me
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7. |
Evil Ramirez
03:06
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Woke up this morning
Felt like I was drowning
In my sensation, in my filth
I built a castle
I raised the drawbridge
Curled up inside it
I never wanna leave
Doing my best not to want to talk to you
Not to have to face up to
Face up to
Face up to the past I wanted to have with you
It’s never gonna leave me
But I’m still here
Trying to make the most of this
‘til I find my peace or lose it completely
Or lose it completely
Living is a process of forgetting
Living is a process of forgetting
Living
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8. |
Roy Orbison Denouement
04:34
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If I could go back in time
I know who I would try to find
Navigating all the paradoxes
I’d find my way back into the room where I once lived
And I’d say
Things are never gonna be the way that you want
But they’re gonna be alright
They’re gonna be alright
They’re gonna be alright
And I imagine that he I mean I would say
I wanna die like Roy Orbison on the upswing
Optimistic, unexpectedly in my sleep
Don’t have to be on top of the world before I leave it
Just high enough to see where I’ve been
And if I go to hell, or if I go to Asphodel
Or if I don’t know where I’m at in the end
I won’t pretend I didn’t have it coming
I could die right now
I could die right now and I wouldn’t even be mad
That I don’t get to see you, hold you one last time
I’d like some more but what I’ve had was fine
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