Lyrics from the album "S/T"
©2005 Like Knives.
©2005 Like Knives.
The Unlincoln Tunnel
Here's what I think of the Unlincoln Tunnel It acts like a funnel, and soon everyone'll Be driving along, they won't know where they are And they enter the tunnel, get stuck in the car In the Unlincoln Tunnel, where soon everyone'll Be taking the train to work And I find it kind of funny At the tollbooth taking your money There's a sign that reads And sometimes does math And it says... Danger, Danger You can never get out Let me remind you the Unlincoln Tunnel is good for the morning commute And if you're not worried 'bout being on time It's a three hour drive to the other side Of the Unlincoln Tunnel, where soon everyone'll Be taking the train to work But what will they do with the train? And I find it kind of funny At the tollbooth taking your money There's a guy that reads dirty magazines And he says... Danger, Danger You can never get out.
Here's to you returning forthwith to your place of origin Portland, Oregon And when you do, the birds will shake their heads And will be bored again, will be bored again I believe in circles, in circles I believe in circles and squares I believe in circles when circles aren't there And I believe in love Do I believe enough And I believe in you And I could never get enough
One time, in '85 R.E.M, I saw them live And I fell, to the ground Beneath the sound And then, in '95 I heard those guys were still alive And I wondered "Is this the end of the world as we know it?" And I wondered "Will I survive alone?" It's a lot to think about But not enough to worry And always with the crying And the spiritual journey And always wondering if your Peers are really in the jury And not really making sense
I wrote a letter to my favorite friend saying, "Hope you get better, I'll see you again. You better bring me things like donut holes, Girl on girl action, and cinnamon rolls" Big piano keys, Illinois lottery I never meant to feel this way Email, pony tails, Fleetwood Mac, Oregon Trail I could use a friend In the middle of July I heard The Airlines the first time Didn't want my friends to see me crying So I turned it up real loud Pretended to be gay and proud If I didn't tell you I was dying, I'd be lying I arrived a little late Feeling sad to be alive I don't mind a little wait When it smells like... I really love your sweater The spectacles make it better I didn't hurt your feelings did I? Girl don't cry Sounds like knives So do I I'm feeling better, like myself again It doesn't matter, if it never ends You better show me things, like open doors Salvation armies, and video stores In the middle of Des Moines With the other emo boys In the middle of Japan If you scream they'll understand And for all my poking fun I will probably get my ass kicked I arrived a little dead Like a word with too much pride Let the rock go to my head And it tastes like... I really love your sweater The spectacles make it better I didn't hurt your feelings, did I? Girl don't cry Sounds like knives So do I
I am a follower, I like to do what you do If you're a believer then I'm a believer in you Tell me what to do But never believe that I couldn't go out on my own I'd like to think that I'm able to go it alone Just so you know This much is true If I know you, and I do I won't blame you if I fail You promised me that I'd do well I won't tell you if I'm not I promise you, you're all I've got In the middle of Monday We decided to call it afternoon In the middle of Wednesday We decided we're leaving soon So then everybody Packed their shit, got some money And we stowed our belongings on the way You convinced everybody to stay Your attention please Your apathy is killing me And I suppose that you don't know How I get unlimited nights and weekends for free It sucks to be me I'm following you 'Cause that's what I do
Put your hands on the wheel And then give it a spin But don't put your mouth on it You don't know where it's been Do you know where you are? In the driver's seat of the getaway car And I believe that anything is better than this If your friends get caught they'll do ten years And you were an accomplice You're powerless to stop this You make a lot of money being funny after all And nobody ever says that "I wanna be a sidekick" Except when you were a kid, you did Put your hands on the wheel Put your foot on the gas Put the car into park And drive the car around back Do you know where you are? In the back seat of the getaway car And I believe that anything is better than this If your friends get caught they'll do ten years Don't get caught they'll do it again (You'll drive, you are not responsible for this, There is no responsibility then) Through all the years I hammer down, I rabbit ears And after all, nobody ever says, "I wanna be a sidekick"
Like A Love Song
No more thoughts for me, I'm sleeping Pop bottle lens from seeing Fixing stars in skies, baiting midnight flies Like a love song Come ride cliches down frozen waves Ba ba ba... And cap off nights with shorter days Ba ba ba... Cap off fountains of glowing, engaging, but useless remains Like a love song Eleven seconds to blushing cheeks And vitae sketches with remedies Sketching a song, wincing when it sounds Like a love song
The Party Starter
I was looking for a tune to get this party started And fortunately, there are two or three I went to the mall and I found out The kids had downloaded them all out of business I'm looking for the internet store now That lets me ignore the fact that they're poor now And find me a tune to get this party started Cause that's what they do in pop music now And what will we do if we can't find the tune? Hold on a minute, I've got a guy in Italy Who can get me the code, it's all who you know And I know this guy right now So after about an hour I found this song And it made me want to sing along After I got in the shower I went on and on as I prepared for the party But as it turned out the party never happened I later found out it was last Saturday And everyone knew, but I wasn't there And I've got a killer dance tune to play
I took a survey just to prove I was wrong I was right all along And it turns out that there was nothing to do about it Go ahead and kill me What are you waiting for? Get to the chopper! I took a survey just to see what you'd do I was all over you And it turns out that there was nothing to do about it
World Of Goals
When the world has gone to sleep We're a little bit easy Got a world of goals to keep When I'm not sleeping Glad to see your company is ever breathing life into the world When the world has come for me I'm a little bit rested Got a world of goals to keep Glad to be trusted Glad to see you're still with me, and ever breathing life into my world Come chase me down the rabbit hole I'm exciting, so inviting Come chase me down and have it all I'm enlightening, so invite me I'm used to feeling nothing But I'm still in love I'm used to pain and suffering Is that not enough?