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I am a lost soul, I shoot myself with rock n roll...
12:22 p.m. | 2003-02-05

Here are lyrics to my 2 fave Neutral Milk Hotel songs:

OH COMELY

Oh comely/ I will be with you when you lose your breath/ Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left/ With some pretty bright and bubbly terrible scene/ That was doing her thing on your chest/ But oh comely/ It isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess/ Oh comely/ All of your friends are letting you blow/ Bristling and ugly/ Bursting with fruits falling out from the holes/ Of some pretty bright and bubbly friend /You could need to say comforting things in your ear/ But oh comely /There isn't such one friend that you could find here/ Standing next to me/ He's only my enemy/ I'll crush him with everything I own/ Your father made fetuses/ With flesh licking ladies/ While you and your mother/ Were asleep in the trailer park/ Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums/ The music and medicine you needed for comforting/ So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving/ And pluck all your silly strings/ And bend all your notes for me/ Soft silly music is meaningful magical/ The movements were beautiful/ All in your ovaries/ All of them milking with green fleshy flowers/ While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines/ Smelling of semen all under the garden/ Was all you were needing when you still believed in me/ And I know they buried her body with others/ Her sister and mother and 500 families/ And will she remember me 50 years later/ I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine/ Know all your enemies / We know who are enemies are/ Goldaline my dear/ We will fold and freeze together/ Far away from here/ There is sun and spring and green forever/ But now we move to feel/ For ourselves inside some stranger's stomach/ Place your body here/ Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine

SONG AGAINST SEX

And the first one tore a picture/ Of a dead and hanging man/ Who was kissing foreign fishes/ That flew right out from this hands/ And when I put my arms around him/ I felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks/ And an eeriness surrounded when his tongue began to speak/ And he said...Oh boy you are so pretty/ Enough to wrap tight in rice-paper string.../ And when I finally kissed him the whole world began to ring/ Lost like a bell that's tipping over/ With two cracks along both sides/ And I knew the world was over so I took a look outside/ And watched the fires that were reaching/ Up to the weather vane and the tops of trees/ And the waiting scene and the sunday dream/ They're all waiting here for me/ Deli markets with their flower stands/ Pretty girls and the burning men/ Hanging out on the hooks next to the window displays/ And I took out my tongue twice removed from my face/ Across a bridge and across the mountains/ Threw a nickel in a fountain/ To save my soul from all these troubled times/ And all the drugs that I don't have the guts to take/ To soothe my mind so I'm always sober/ Always aching, always heading towards/ Mass suicide, occult figurines/ And wasted gas-station attendents/ Attending to their jobs/ And a nice drive in the country/ Finds a nice cliff to drop off/ Oh when this world just gets so grating/ All the grittiness of life/ But don't take those pills your boyfriend gave you/ You're too wonderful to die/ From anything we could call loving/ Any love worth living for/ So I'll sleep out in the gutter/ You can sleep here on the floor/ And when I wake up in the morning/ I forgot to lock the door/ Because with a match that's mean and some gasoline/ You won't see me anymore

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