• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Nightwalker - Abakus
• A Whole New Way Of Looking At The Day - Abakus
• Cornflake Girl - Jawbox
• Reel - Jawbox
• Desert Sea - Jawbox
• Absenter - Jawbox
• Savory - Jawbox
• Iodine - Jawbox
• Mirrorful - Jawbox
• Livid - Jawbox
• Ive Got You Under My Skin - Jawbox
• Static - Jawbox
• Spiral Fix - Jawbox
• Send Down - Jawbox
• Linkwork - Jawbox
• Dreamless - Jawbox
• Cutoff - Jawbox
• Chump - Jawbox
• Motorist - Jawbox
• Capillary Life - Jawbox
• Excandescent - Jawbox
• Tongues - Jawbox
• Ones & Zeros - Jawbox
• Jackpot Plus! - Jawbox
• Sound On Sound - Jawbox
• Cooling Card - Jawbox
• Cruel Swing - Jawbox
• 68 - Jawbox
• Breathe - Jawbox
• Low - Jawbox
• Chinese Fork Tie - Jawbox
• Ff=66 - Jawbox
• Channel 3 - Jawbox
• Tracking - Jawbox
• Space Between (feat. Ayah) - Apex

Captain America:
Go ahead. Light it up.
George Hanson:
Oh, no, no, no...
George Hanson:
...l couldn't do that.
l've got enough problems...
George Hanson:
...with the booze and all.
l can't afford to get hooked.
Captain America:
You won't get hooked.
George Hanson:
Well, l know.
But it leads to harder stuff. (X2)

Captain America:
How's your joint, George?
George Hanson:
l believe it went out.
l got to talking so much,
l clean forgot about....
lt went out.
Captain America:
Save it and we'll do it
tomorrow morning.
lt gives you a new way
of looking at the day.
George Hanson:
l sure could use a little of that.

Never was a cornflake girl
thought that was a good solution
hangin with the raisin girls
she's gone to the other side
givin us a yo heave ho
things are getting kind of gross
and I go at sleepy time
this is not really happening
you bet your life it is
Peel out the watchword just peel out the watchword
She knows what's going on
seems we got a cheaper feel now
all the sweeteaze are gone
gone to the other side
with my encyclopedia
they musta paid her a nice price
she's puttin on her string bean love
this is not really happening
you bet your life it is
Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl
and the man with the golden gun
thinks he knows so much
thinks he knows so much

Listen -
There is no use in trying to explain
Listen -
Is it your fault she made those cuts again?
To let out blood she thought it made her bad
Or maybe just to cut you out instead
Keep your head
(Chorus)
Cauterize
Wounds you hide
Burn them clean
Show no way inside
Listen -
The sound is down now you should hear yourself
Shouting from the bottom of a well
Attempts repeated infinitely feel useless now
Cauterize
Wounds you hide
Burn them clean
Show no way inside
Reel on a repeating loop
Reel on a repeating loop
Listen, listen, listen, listen
Cauterize
Wounds you hide
Burn them clean
Show no way inside
Cauterize
Wounds you hide
Burn them clean

Take me down to the desert sea
I don't want to wait, I want to leech my memory
Like bones by the desert sea
Bleached until no one can read their history
Now dive, sun blind
To the new starting line
Now dive, sun blind
To the new starting line
Half-submerged in the desert sea
An ex-paradise, keepsakes down there for me
Like bones from the desert sea
Thrown for divination ceremonies
Now dive, sun blind
To the new starting line
Now dive, sun blind
To the new starting line
Broken casino road
Aluminum home
Unbroken sky
Absolve and die
Sun-blind
To the new starting line
Dive, sun-blind
To the new starting line
Take me down to the desert sea
I don't want to wait, I want to leech my memory
Like bones from the desert sea

entropy's in,
embroidered on skin.
corrupt,
latch-hook thin for show,
you're in at dusk,
they clean you up until you glow.
absenter.
absenter.
secede, recede,
I'll mark your retreat
layers at a time.
get what you need.
you're: marks on tiles,
piss in the flowerbed,
scabs on knees.
absenter.
absenter.
save a little bit.
save it,
send it back to me.
absenter.
absenter.
absenter.
absenter.
absenter.

Hey angel, consider your position
Afraid to be consumed
Savory
Savory, your sympathy
Hey angel, fly over and bless me
See you feign surprise
And I'm all eyes
And you're all you need to be
Hey angel, whatever position
We consider fit to put you in
Your protest, your complicity
Easy now
One hand will wash the other
One hand will wash the other
Hey angel, fly over and bless me
See you feign surprise
And I'm all eyes
And we're all we need to be, need to be
Easy now
One hand will wash the other

I don't want to talk.
I roll my red eyes back,
closed and latched;
still you watch.
Sweep from left to right.
Frame six hundred nine,
it never lies,
like some electric eye.
Iodine night sky, straight to veins through eyes.
Iodine night sky, diagnose this time: sickness or a crime?
profane something fine; so you define.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.
Ten times, ten times fast.
Dye infection black.
A note pinned on your back,
painfully exact.
Iodine night sky, straight to veins through eyes.
Iodine night sky, diagnose this time.
Now pathologize: sickness or a crime,
as you define.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.
Ten times, ten times.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.

Blue-eyed bloody lullaby
Less a lesson than an alibi
Shot from only one side
Sanitize then canonize
Annex and index
Mirror too-perfect
Histories
I don't believe
I don't believe
I don't believe
Listened every day 'til 3
I'm the bitter beneficiary
Illustrate the story
Advertize your dignity
Annex and index
Mirror to perfect
Histories
I don't believe
I don't believe
I don't believe
Grains of sand
to mirror glass
righteousness
blazes back
twist the past
and reward the arrogance
Grains of sand
to mirror glass
righteousness
blazing back
twist the past
and reward the arrogance
I don't believe
I don't believe
I don't believe
I don't believe, I don't believe
I don't believe, I don't believe

She walks forward over, over and backward
Forward over and over and backward
This meeting takes on a life of its own and my position is
Thoughtless and it goes
Forward and over and over and back
Thoughtless and it goes
Caught left hand right away
And laughing, heard her want to say
She swore she'd rather stay
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
Thoughtless and it goes
Forward and over and over and back
Thoughtless and it goes
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
From graceless to grateful
Is so much to wait for
A box step prayer we don't perform
More like commit it
Forward and over and over and back
Feels like an idiot's holiest act
Not so much taking a life of its own
As taking and givin'
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
Livid I am, on top of the world
And my position is
Livid I am, on top of the world

I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I'd tried so not to give in
I said to myself this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist when, darling, I know so well
I've got you under my skin?
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats and repeats in my ear
Don't you know, little fool, you never can win?
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats and repeats in my ear
Don't you know, little fool, you never can win
Why not use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin

Static
(John Raymond Pollard)
2002-04-01
You ask me what is new.
I pause for a while, continue to smile
You know I think it's true.
I'm not entirely sure,
Since the first moment I set eyes on you,
Didn't it show? Didn't you know, too?
I guess I thought you knew.
Then it's so hard to say.
Words can get in the way.
At least, sometimes they do.
I'm not some kind of freak
Who's got a dark secret that's kept out of view.
Didn't you know? Doesn't it show too?
A chill gripped that October night
When we met face to face.
After conversation in some god-forsaken place
As you headed underground
We fell into a very brief embrace.
Could it be that each attraction
Holds a bit of mystery?
You were raised on Ebonics and Coke;
I on phonics and tea.
Could Sister Mary Norberta ever imagine
Who I'd grow up to be?
Well, what else could I do?
With a wink and such style you flashed a smile;
I fell in love with you.
Now like static on panty hose
I'm going to cling. I'll be so close to you.
If you don't know, I'll have to show you.
It's rare to meet a person who has such a subtle grace.
It shows illumination in a glow that charms your face.
If I should find a magic lamp
I'd trade a precious wish for your embrace.
When we two are together
There's such pleasured energy.
I gaze on diamonds in your eyes
And wonder what you see.
It seems almost impossible
Your shining eyes are smiling just for me.
No, no matter what you do,
And whatever life brings, even arrows and slings,
I'll be a friend to you.
Like a bird on the wing
On the first day of spring, I'll sing for you.

in precious little circles thoughts run races
dead in the water, black and still
drowning in downsize none finish first
no stars get us out of this hold
slow down, just two are left
i see your smile shine red in the silence
it's laughing at me, one of us is next
is this real life, less end line
when all is done and said
a slip-step cracked my skull
i think, spirals down
a slip-step cracked my skull
i think spirals down the brain
they burned the smiles off the sideways
made it my fortune to watch it all happen
be sure we're still going nowhere
they retch an apology for necessity
but my blood still swims inside
they rumble for more but i won't make the next cut
spiral goes sideways in or out
ragged heels scrape up the pavement

I've got this syllable sickness
Called the six-second blues
No doubt quixotic talk has been subsumed
Send down one last time
That last send down didn't cut it
Send down one last time
Breathe in deep and then you shut it
I danced with serial madness
Bend down and scraped the ground

A finishing blow for a company man
while sleeping tight, passed hand to hand
inbound until you're canned
then hidebound fact slips like sand
a finishing blow for the company man
time passes through a loop
self-trained for burning hoop
spoonfed and proudly stooped
too low to see the linkwork
some cut holes some got bricked in
and you've got nothing more to say
red hand grip slips on cold links

all good people giving out
all these feelings with no doubt
Ive been running down this avenue
with a monkey stuck on my back
thinking Im giving out what I should have
and Im never looking back
she says hey hey its about time
she says hey hey you can do what you like
but dont leave me dreamless
dont leave me dreamless
all good people dreaming hard
carry all that matters in their hearts
Ive been running down this avenue
with a monkey stuck on my back
thinking Im giving out what I should have
and Im never looking back
she says hey hey its about time
she says hey hey you can do what you like
but dont leave me dreamless
dont leave me dreamless
hey catch the rhyme
cant stand rocking sitting down
through this mike down the wire

unhealing incisions, path that turns vicious,
a recurring sequence or an unbroken line,
it makes no difference to the one that's analyzed,
it's all fate so be resigned.
converging to unfortunate ends,
all plots acknowledged and denied,
convey awareness of upcoming goodbyes
what's the difference to the one that's analyzed
it's all false so be resigned.

You strained to find a lesson
now just ignore it
hold on to your heart
but there's no use for it
just go loose, choose not to choose
staring at that window
maybe i'm asking for it
if this is so far gone
why try to restore it?
with smile well-maintained, all truth aside

Taking Division down to where I shouldn't be,
turn pockets run aground in the Green.
New way to see what's laid plain in front of me.
Nothing better than a look at what I shouldn't see.
When you examined the wreck, what did you see?
Glass everywhere and wheels still spinning free.
When you examined the wreck, what did you see?
Glass everywhere and wheels still spinning free.
Accidental, maybe.
Restraints too frayed to withhold me.
Remember,
you told me
you will go
where you're meant
to be.
This is my wreck, so let it be.
Cracked gauges carry messages for me.
Calls and responses you can't see,
calls and responses you can't see.
I know you'd never grasp the possibilities.
What would you risk to rescue me?
So turn your back,
just drive on past
'cause nothing is better than getting out fast.
Taking Division down to where I shouldn't be,
five blocks down in the middle of the Green.
No messages wash ashore with me.
Glass shards reflecting light so I can see.
I know you'd never grasp the possibilities.

Stretched on this city's grid,
sometimes I feel so well hid.
Pinned to this city's grid,
no sign to begin or end this capillary life.
This capillary life. This capillary life.
Streets are slender threads
to suspend the weight of consent
to days that never end,
when all I want
is more than they can send.
This capillary life. This capillary life.
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
This kind content reprise,
off course in veins of someone's time.
This kind content reprise,
off course in veins of someone's time.
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
Dream on the evening train: brakes scrape
a song through my hands,
turns to a barkers call.
Wide awake, not to understand.
This capillary life. This capillary life.
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
Is it too late,
is it too late,
is it too late to change my mind?
Is it too late,
is it too late,