Shellac Filmography

• All Tomorrow's Parties
  2009, role: actor , character name: Themselves

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• New Number Order - Shellac
• Dog And Pony Show - Shellac
• Mouthpiece - Shellac
• Song Against Itself - Shellac
• House Full Of Garbage - Shellac
• Canaveral - Shellac
• Watch Song - Shellac
• This Is A Picture - Shellac
• Mama Gina - Shellac
• Prayer To God - Shellac
• Song Of The Minerals - Shellac
• The Admiral - Shellac
• Squirrel Song - Shellac
• Didn't We Deserve A Look At You The Way You Really Are - Shellac
• Wingwalker - Shellac
• Shoe Song - Shellac
• Copper - Shellac
• The End Of Radio - Shellac
• Doris - Shellac
• Crow - Shellac
• My Black Ass - Shellac

Here's what we're going to do
We all know the numbers right?
From zero to infinity
Whatver
Some other number with a mess of zeros behind it
Here's what we're going to do
We're gonna change the order
of these numbers
to make things interesting
Ok here we go:
1 Million and 1
Sixty-six
1 Billion, twenty-five, seventy-five thousand
1 Billion and eight, six, something
Zero
1 Million 1
Twenty-two
Seventy-five
Eleven
Eleven

If I could walk, I'd be a miner.
If I could talk, I'd be a preacher.
If I was a preacher,
Tell you what: I'd save a million souls - even you.
If I was a miner,
Tell you what: I'd be a damn good one.
This ain't
a joke...
Got us all worked up...
and left us naked out here in the sun.
But who could say it's sad?
I attach no importance to it,
just because of my hand,
just because of my shriveled little hand...
I could be a baseball player.
Doesn't surprise me now,
even though we had a map,
took three days to find...
Taylor from Pizmo...

Blockhead...
You're a Dummy...
I Could Even See His Lips Move.
It's Impressive How They Do It...
Picture Your Head and Waive Out Excuses,
The Things You Could Say With It.
It's Made of Stone Or Iron;
What If It Was Wood So I Could Burn It?
Drink a Glass of Water...
Blockhead! (Blockhead!)
You're a Dummy! (Dummy!)
And a Mouthpiece! (Blockhead!)
(?) Minion! (Dummy!)
Blockhead! (Blockhead!)
You're a Dummy and a Mouthpiece! (Blockhead!)
You're a Soulless Creep! (Dummy!)
Blockhead! (Blockhead!)
You're a Dummy! (Dummy!)
And a Mouthpiece! (Blockhead!)
(?)!
I Could Even See His Lips Move...

This Is the Song Against Itself
It's of Two Minds of Its Own
The Discussion Brough to Logical Conclusion
It Follows Through
But Is Not True
We'll Just Write a Song Against Itself
Why Do You Act Like You Don't Know
What in the World I'm Talking About?
It Follows Through
You Have no Clue
(I've Already Had It Up With You)
(I've Already Had It Up With You)
(I've Already Had It Up With You)
(I've Already Had It Up With You)

Imagine a man so tall
Back on the ceiling
Stoop over man to
Get in his house
Imagine a man so proud
Build a monument to himself
Mountain of garbage
In his house
Ask the boy
Sleep in a tent outside
Why?
Imagine his wife
Sleep in daybed
Times they make love in it
With the doo-doo and the feces on the wall and
Imagine a man so tall
Back on the ceiling
He stoop over man to
Get in his house
Imagine a man so proud
Build a monument to himself
Mountain of garbage

Call It Canaveral
I Won't Say His Name
Could Have Had Anyone, He Didn't
What Do You Think Could Make Him Stoop So Low?
What Do You Think Could Make Him
Stick His Hands in My Life
What On Earth Could Make Him Stoop So Low?
What Do You to Think Could Make Him
Stick His Cock in My Wife
What On Earth Could Make Him Stoop So Low?
I'd Like to Put Him Up There in One
I'd Like to See His Face
I'd Like to Put Him Up There in One
Blow Him Up Into Space
He'll Fertilize the Rice in China
With the Cinders of His Remains
Want to Start a Country Somewhere
On An Island Or An Archipelago
Or a Peninsula, Or An Isthmus, Or a Fjord Or
An Inlet, Or Even a Mountain
Print Up Stamps and Money There

Hey man, I wanna have a fight with you
Regardless of my feelings on the subject
It appears that I am going to
Give up the fight and get about it
I paid more than anyone would advise for this watch
And so far I am disappointed in it
It beeps at me at noon and seven and five and I cannot turn
Off the piece of shit
Hey man hey!
Hey man I wanna have a fight with you.
And the way that you're behaving it's clear to me
You would like to have one too
So let's stop dancin'
And do what we both came here to do
Hey man hey!
Hey!
Hey man!
Hey man, hey hey!
Hey man, I wanna have a fight with you
And the way that you're behaving it's clear to me

This is a picture
Of things going a little out of hand.
This is a sculpture
Of a couple of things we gotta get straight
Sooner rather than later
A genius invents a tool
To show the world what it
What it means when
When I'm in a bad mood
There are angels there
Know where they keep angels?
Heaven, that's where
I can't wait to die
I can find me some
That's where I'll find my wife

Oh, My Mama Gina
Had a Sister, Angelina.
If There Is a Heaven
(Though I Think That There's no Heaven)
She's Probably Dancing With You...
She Liked to Dance; She Would've Liked You.
When She Heard You Died
My Pretty Girlfriend Cried
And Cried and Cried
And Cried and Cried
And Cried and Cried and Cried and Cried...

To the one true God above,
here is my prayer.
Not the first you've heard,
but the first I wrote.
(not the first, but the others
were a long time ago...)
There are two people here,
and I want you to kill them.
Her, she can go quietly,
by disease, or a blow
to the base of her neck,
where her necklaces close.
Where her garments come together,
where I used to lay my face...
that's where you oughta kill her,
in that particular place.
Him, just fucking kill him.
I don't care if it hurts.
Yes I do -- I want it to.
Fucking kill him but first
make him cry like a woman
(no particular woman)
let him hold out, hope that
Someone or other might come and
Fuckin' kill him.
Fuckin' kill him.
Kill him already, kill him. (x5)
Kill him already,
Kill him already,
Kill him, fuckin' kill him.
Just fuckin' kill him.
Fuckin' kill him.
Kill him already, kill him.
Fuckin' kill him.
Kill him.
Fuckin' kill him already, kill him.
Kill him.
Fucking kill him.
Kill him, just fucking kill him,
kill him already, kill him already,
kill him,

eat yourself out of house and home
go home
there's nothing there because
you eat yourself out of house and home
throw up
and do it again
make a meal of nothing at all
why?
makes you feel better
anything in your life you own
it's alright
if it makes you feel better
cut yourself up and down your arms
both arms
if it makes you feel better
and they're your arms
it's none of my business
it's it's none of my business
if it makes you feel better
fucking you is a total stranger
think about it he's a total stranger
why?
it makes you feel better
it's none of my business
if it makes you feel better
it's alright
if it makes you feel better
it's alright
if it makes you feel better
it's alright
if it makes you feel better
it's alright
if it makes you feel better
(x3)
.now i think rock salt is salty
.effervescent . powder
.felt car

It Comes As no Surprise He's Taken By Surprise
It Comes As no Surprise He's Taken By Surprise
That's the Man, i Say His Always Ahead
That's the Admiral His Taking in His Cock
It Comes As no Surprise He's Taken By Surprise
It Comes As no Surprise He's Taken By Surprise
That's Man Who Says It's Your Turn in the Barrel
That's the Admiral Taking in His Cock
She Walked Into the Admiral
Looking For Someone
Show Me What You Can Do He Asked

This is a sad fuckin' song
We'll be lucky if I don't bust out crying
How does it feel?
Your night light, your curling iron
Lit up by the sweat of others,
For many's the day
But not from November to May
The floor is littered
With woodchips and apple cores
And hulls (holes?) of acorns
There is a chattering sound
Because they were squirrels; real squirrels.
(And there were thousands)
This isn't some kind of metaphor,

For decades,
You paraded around as a crazy bitch.
Wretchedness - your lucky charm...
Unknown bracelet displayed on your arm.
All we saw is not how you are.
Caught a glimpse of you
in an unselfconscious smile.
Reveal yourself.

Time Was, I Could Move My Arms Like a Bird... Fly!
She Was a Wingwalker,
Pitgirl of the Sky...
And Now I Got An Engine,
A Big Perverted Engine,
It Runs On Strength of Will...
Who Could Deny Me the Right to Fly?
You Know, It's My Art -
When I Form My Body in the Shape of a Plane...
I'm a Plane! {repeats}
Now I Got An Airframe,
A Big Perverted Airframe.
You Know? It's My Art -
When I Disguise My Body in the Shape of a Plane...
I'm a Plane! (I'm a Plane!) {repeats}
(Look At Me, Look At Me - I'm a Plane! Look At Me, I'm a Plane! Look At Me!)
And a Plane Becomes a Metaphor For My Life, and As I Suffer For It Like I'm
Insane, As It Says... So She Suffers Under the Weight of My Plane... You
Know? It's My Art! When I Disguise My Body in the Shape of a Plane...

I still remember hearing your shoe hit the floor
Do you get the same jokes as me?
Do you get the jokes the same as me?
I remember the first kiss
I don't remember the last
Smash my skull on the sidewalk with the truth
I don't remember the last time
I didn't know
And I miss you

Copper, let us take you
To the furnace where we'll break you
The fire so big and pretty, you could cry
As you buckle you could ask me, "What was wrong with me before?
Did I need the silver to be suitable?"
Copper, I have a use for you, it's easy work and it suits you
Dazzled dirty beauty, you must know
Copper is a conductor and makes for decent cooking
Dazzled by your beauty still you know
Plated or anodized, you even fool a layman's eyes
Presentable though you might be, it's unwise to try to fight me

is this thing on?
can you hear me now?
oh god
is thing on?
test test test test test test
can you hear me now?
as we come to the close of our broadcast day
this is my farewell transmission
signing off mr. and mrs. america all the ships at sea
anyone within the sound of my voice
i've got fifty thousand watts of power
wanna ionise the air
this microphone turns sound into electricity
can you hear me now?
out on route one twenty eight, the dark and lonely
you got my radio on?
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
it's the end of the radio
that snaredrum
that drum roll means we got a winner
if you're the fifth caller, or any caller at all
welcome to my top ten
i'd like to thank our sponsor
we haven't got a sponsor
not if you were the last man on earth
and she was prepared to prove it
this one goes out to a special girl
there is no special girl
it's the end of the radio
the last announcer plays the last record
the last watt leaves the transmitter
circles the globe in search of a listener
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
is it really broadcasting if there is noone there to receive?
it's the end of radio
as we come to the close of our broadcast day
got my radio on
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
this is a test
if this had been a real emergency
hey hey!

None-too-smart to Buy Books,
None-too-pretty,
It's Kind of a Chore to Look At
Doris's Hands When Things Go Wrong in Her Little Life,
And They Show Her Her Face.
There Are Things She Doesn't Talk About,
There Are Things She Only Tells Her Mom,
There Are Things She Never Tells Anyone.
There Are Things in Doris's Life,
But Then There Are in Everyone's...
Then She Opens Her Little Mouth,
She Sings Her Little Song and Like a Flag
It Folds Out Across the City,
And It Goes:
"The Fat Man Becomes An Ice-skater...
Maniac Becomes a Stepfather...
I Watch a Policeman's Mouth -
Out Comes An Honest Word."
Miracles Happen When Doris Sings,
Couples in Love Stop Dead in Their Tracks,
Dishes Clatter to the Ground (Unbroken),
Politicians Die.
She Watches As Her Son Becomes An Imbecile,
Watches As Her Son Becomes a Vegetable,
Watches As Her Son Becomes a Senator,
Watches As Her Only Son Becomes An Imbecile
(And It Makes Her Cry).
She Waves Her Little Song Like a Flag,
It Goes Across the City.
Miracles Can Happen,

He flies as a crow flies
straight to her
Why?
Tell her
something
He promises her he will not do
all the things
he has already
done to her
She flies as a crow flies
in a straight line
straight to him
Why?
Listen
Time flies as a crow flies
in a straight line
through you not around you
your life is only
that with which
time
has its
way with you
In the corner
of my eye
Underneath
Back street
in the corner
wait till
it gets warmer
do the honor
swing blade
underwater
he's
calling
the crow
he's
calling
the crow
In the corner
of my eye
In the corner
is the sky
In the corner
with the birds
he's
calling
the crow
he's
calling
the crow
he's
calling
the crow
he's
calling

Gonna eat what I pick
And I hope you choke on it
I'm proud to break a sweat
Too late
For Satchel Paige
It's a Gary Cooper Story
And it shines like Sammy's knee
Gonna eat what I pick
And I hope you choke on it
When I dance I raise the dead
Drop a nickel in my hat
Take one look at your big smile
Proud to break a sweat