Dark Joy

by No Famous Death

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released August 4, 2015

Steven Rusling
Aaron Cherot
Dan Wilson

With: Chuck Gould, Matt Ford, John Hadley
Thanks to: Gabriel Collins, Chris Molyneux, Chris Bayer, Stephen Frew, Nikki Safruk.

All art by Stephen Frew: instagram.com/frewart/

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Track Name: Cadillacs
I just witnessed a real live birth
A real live birth it is horrible to me
Little by little it increase in worth
The worth of worths it is a mouth to me
I see dolphins jumping up and down
I see my good girl coming after me
It's alright, it must be underground
The air there smells so sweet to me
Smells sweet to me

Cadillacs running on the open road
The open road it is not up to me
Little by little it increase in load
The load of loads it is a woman to me
Cadillacs running about a hundred and five
A hundred and five what a cautious speed
Cruising on the highway more dead than alive
Dead and alive, they're fine with me
They're fine with me

We got a room for you down in the shadows that fall

I was living on the old east coast
When the old east coast was not yet dead to me
I was living with a topless ghost
A topless ghost does not appeal to me
Hair like harline, body like smoke
Toplessness it is a goal to me
Go in the kitchen and grab another coke
One more ghost is dead to me
She's dead to me
Track Name: I've Only Got One Friend
A little bird goes flying by
Sits down on my window sill
My thoughts return to my downloads, yeah
He flies off of my window sill

Oh no, I've only got once friend
Oh no, I don't know who it is

By my window there's an alley cat
He's over the fence and beneath the bridge
I'm sinking down but what does he care
This whole darn world still belongs to him

See me standing over by the fence
See me wearing my burger king crown
This mean old world does not make sense
Can we cut it down, down, down

I'm gonna drive all night and never get paid
I'm gonna drive all night and not get laid
One o'clock and two o'clock and three and four
I'm gonna drive all night and not get laid
Track Name: Eric Fell Off The Roof
In my heart there's a tiny Scott Bakula
Inside him there's a tiny Hitler
And inside him a second Scott Bakula

I've been trying to pull your head out of a river
My hands in your wet hair, I feel I'm pushing down, not up

I'll be the same age at Little Wayne forever
Track Name: You'll Go Back To Girls
When you leave me you'll go back to girls
You'll cut off your hair and you'll go backs to girls

I believe, I believe I've turned into Andy Capp
I'm tangled yet in a tuna net under a halo of jazz hands

When you leave me you'll go back to girls
You'll view me societally and you'll go back to girls

All my, all my, all my friends are dead
I don't mind, I don't mind, but all my friends are dead

Will they find me? Oh, will they find me?
Will they come and cut me down?
Maybe someday, Maybe someday,
Maybe someday, but not right now
No

When you leave me you'll go back to girls
You can make them old like I do, you'll go back to girls.
Track Name: She'll Grow Back
Oh no, where in the world did she go?
To the revolting woods?
Out to the Arizone?
Or out to get some things?
No.
She's gone, but she'll grow back

Oh no, where in the world did she go?
To California?
To a point of foreign shore?
Or to the Gulf of Mexico?
No.
She's gone, but she'll grow back

Oh no, where in the world did she go?
To dig huts in to Goya strip?
To visit her uncle in the flat below?
To plant vacant trees in the north jungle islands of Ontario?
No.
She's gone, but she'll grow back
Track Name: You Turned Me Into Morrissey
You turned me into Morrissey, and you didn't even try
You turned me into Morrissey, and now I don't even like girls

I'll tell you what it's like, you never see the sun, and pins are lucky charms
I'll tell you what it's like, you've got love for man, your love for man like a baby's arm

Let's go to a hotel

I bet you're in an office riding down the hall with your big guns under wraps
I bet you're in a bar with a glass in your hand and a T-shirt that says 'Just Ask'
It's true I'm in a bar, with a glass in my hand, I've got almost no shirt at all
I'm writing half ass-ed verse to that same buck-toothed girl and she's seven years dead

You turned me into Morrissey, and you didn't even try
You turned me into Morrissey, even though I was Johnny Marr
You turned me into Morrissey, now I love everything that moves
I love everything that moves
If it has legs and if it can
Oh, I love everything that moves
Track Name: Stay Cruel
Follow your heart
Hunt it down
Make it pay
Make it pay

Stay cruel
Stay so mean and cruel
Oh no

If you love someone
Take them apart
Rebuild them
Half machine

If you love someone
Take them apart
By the way
Now they belong to me
Track Name: You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone (Live In Tokyo)
Summertime is for burning
Wintertime is to freeze
Nighttime has no meaning

Your hands are honey bees
Mine are willow trees
Late and night and early in the morning

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm here
Some folks slave their lives away
You're gonna miss me when I burn

Look by your side early in the morning
Look by your side, though your side is snow
Into minor modes, and into windows

Then some sunny day
You see a man lying in the peanut hay
Reciting little pledges of allegiance.

You was a day punk, not a night one
Can I see you early in the morning
In the evening, in the nighttime
I said okay
Track Name: God
Goodnight moon, you ashen bleached pervert
Time, you wheel of genocide
Oh, come on sleep, and sneak up now on me
Turn me into a viking, yeah
Turn me into snow

Goodnight sky, you pointless private eye
Woman. you bone-white jaguar
Oh come on speed and sneak up now on me
Turn me into Dan Fielding, yeah

Turn me into snow

Goodnight God, you enemy cosmonaut
Space you graceless teenager
I'll go hide in the reeds, you can do one there on me
Turn me into an outfielder, yeah, turn me into snow
Track Name: I Dreamed You Reached Up From Your Grave
I dreamed you reached up from your grave
Dry bones, dry bones and splinters...

In my attic a pigeon's trapped
Night I hear him flap around
Turn up the TV endlessly
Just to cover up the sound

I dreamed you reached up from your grave
I dreamed you reached up from your grave
Dry bones, dry bones and splinters
I raised my hand and I backed away

See the sun sink in the sea
No one's made for times like these
If you want the bird to fall from the trees
Then they will fall from the trees

Yes, and sometimes in your mind
You know there is a strand
No one really put it there
And it never leaves again
Track Name: You'll Have Time
Oh you'll have time, after you leave me
Oh you'll have time, to cut and curse me
But you're gonna miss me
You're gonna reminisce me
Terrorize, advertise me too
And while I'm waiting, anticipating
You know, honey, I'll be dreaming of your youth
If he says he loves you, your next man
Try and believe him, if you can
Who knows honey, he may be telling the truth
And you'll have time

Oh you'll have time, after you miss me
Oh you'll have time, to just dismiss me
But you're gonna remember when
You're gonna think on it again
When i put my little honest name on you
And while I'm waiting, half speculating
Dreaming of our long forgotten room
I'll sing about you once again, though how you found you a new friend
At least honey I'll always have your youth
And you'll have time
Track Name: I Can't Win
I come home in the morning
Fingering her bobby pin
Maybe she gave me bad luck
I've got back luck and I can't win
Or I come home in the evening
From wherever it is I've been
Same two ghosts on the couch bed, there
Same bottle of bath tub gin

The sun comes up like a prom dress
But it goes down just like a Christmas tree
And doesn't it look so highbrow
While it plugs its light on me
Out on the street the ground is freezing
And the clouds are settling in
I've seen her jump through hoops of flame
Ah but I, I've got her bobby pin

Oh, Barbara Anne, oh Donna
Oh Marianne, oh my darlin' Lindy Lou
All those songs those men wrote for you
They're easy enough to see though
They rushed in to be your prisoners
Then remained dissatisfied
And then their luck begins to change
Ain't it hard, ain't it hard to sympathize