Matthew Good Band

K-I-C-K-A-S-S
That's the way we spell "success"

Shake me, I'm waiting
In your new ark they're saying
I'm the creature in your sick thing
Everybody sees a giant

When the bad Moon in your heart sings
And your wind-up gears start grinding
Your teeth feel you smiling
The better, happier you
A better, happier you

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like it's easy
Like you're all out and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

Hit me, I'm bleeding
In your lounger, on your grooming
It's the future, it's whoring
The better, happier you
A better, happier you

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like it's easy
Like you're all out, and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like we're easy
Like we're all out, and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like it's easy
Like you're all out and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

K-I-C-K-A-S-S
That's the way we spell "success"

They beam things into your head
The ghosts of your pleasure in contempt
When we were liars things were seamless
When we were wired the world was like a secret

I close my eyes now and I scream
I turn the light on and there's nothing left redeeming
I saw your face before it changed
The gun, it makes you look nicer in a bad way

So low for how high
It's too late tonight
And I'm sure you're right
So low for how high

And after this there's just the circus
And every morning your carnie heart stops working
It gets tight in there sometimes
Looking for those defects
Talking like it's a reflex

I close my mouth now and I scream
I open the door and there's nothing left redeeming
I saw your face before in rough
You should wait around a while 'cause your body is bound to turn up

So low for how high
It's too late tonight
And I'm sure you're right
So low for how high
So low for how high

I miss my head
I miss my heart
I miss my lungs
Be what you want to be
Watch what you want to see
Killed for fun

Down a hole, up a rope
Down some pills, up some hope
This karma machine only takes quarters
New age soldier, new age soldier

Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep

And everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep, me

Say, hey, say, hey, say
How ya doing
Say, hey, say, hey, say
How ya doing

I miss my La-Z-Boy
I miss my TV
I miss myself
Do you miss your La-Z-Boy?
Do you miss your TV?
Do you miss yourself?

And everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep

And everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep, me

It's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I

Killed for fun
It's fucking funny, don't you think?
One day you'll decompose
And you'll wake up and those
Those birds are singing
Those birds are singing

Those birds are singing

And it's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I
And it's always what I
And everything is skin deep

There's holes up in the sky
The Devil punched down to the monkeys
And now they've got drive through
And a video store where there used to be real live actors

Used to ride around here
Up on my high horse
With all the other good little butcher boys
A plagiarist of course

So roll over sweet thing
Like a nuclear reprisal inbound from outer space
There's a comparison here I'm trying to swing

God damn it's deafening!
Wish you'd shut up about everything
The future is X-rated

There's holes up in the sky
And no one's seen your son in days
And things just keep getting weirder and weirder
And now Christmas is for shopping
And the Shopping God is everything

So roll over and lose it
'Cause power's just another one of those things, baby
It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it

God damn it's deafening!
Wish you'd shut up about everything
The future is X-rated

Okay, I'm taking my clothes off, are you ready?
Mmm, oh yeah, oh baby
Ooh, you want me to take my pants off?
You're a saucy little monkey boy!

Used to ride around here on my high, high horse

(Moaning)

God damn it's deafening!
Wish you'd would shut up, you'd shut up, you'd shut up
The future is X-rated
The future is X-rated
The future is X-rated
The future is X-rated

(Moaning)
Okay I don't know what else to say

Jenni killed her dad with her car
And now she's a millionaire
She got beat up mostly for being at home
So mostly she wasn't there
Me, I'm waiting to see
What goes around when she comes around
To kill me

Were you dead way before tonight?
Throw it back and stay a while
I've seen red most of this little life
Throw it back, we'll die a while

We go out and we pass out
In our clothes again
Giving it and losing it
For the time of our lives

I'm giving it and losing it
For the time of my life
You're giving it and losing it
For the time of your life

Were you dead way before tonight?
Throw it back and stay a while
I've seen red most of this little life
Throw it back and we'll die a while

I know what it means
"You got me"; we're not sick
We just need it for the weekends
On Monday's it's gone

I used to think I was invisible
Beside you I'd crumble
You wait for it and you wait for me
You wait for it and it's gone
And you wake up and nobody knows that
I loved you
Buried alive

Were you dead way before tonight?
Throw it back and stay a while
I've seen red most of this little life
Throw it back and we'll die a while

Say hello
Remain
Close to me
A no good-bye suicide mystery

The rat
In your brain
Turns a wheel
Connected to your guts and
All your faults are in me
And all your faults in me

What would you say
If we lived on TV
Besides all the things they told you to
And all the things they told you to
And all the things they told you to
And all the things they told you to

We're stuck
Inside our own machine
Apparitions
Apparitions
Apparitions

Say hello
Well is it strange
Where you are
Where you used to be kind of free
Are they laughing at you
Laughing at you

The rat
In your brain
Rules the world
From the comfort of your living room
Tell me are we leaving soon
The comfort of your living room
Tell me are we leaving soon

We're stuck
Inside our own machine
Apparitions
Apparitions
Apparitions

We're stuck
Inside our own machine
Apparitions
Apparitions
Apparitions

Na na na na

You will come back within yourself
You can be art when we melt
And I will know what you were for
I say we're leaving

There ain't nothing here at all
Another day, a week, the mall
And baby if I was in demand
You would be mine
You would be mine

Someday this place is gonna burn
Is your whole life in there, waiting?
Someday your head is gonna turn
And you'll realize I'm missing
Do you realize?

You will come back, convince yourself
You can stay alive and wait for me
And I will know what this was for
And I'll say we're leaving

There ain't nothing here at all
Another month, a year, that's all
So you can tell them I'm coming, and
Hell's coming with me
Hell's coming with me

Someday this place is gonna burn
Is your whole life in there, waiting?
Someday their heads are gonna turn
And they'll realize
They'll realize
They'll realize
You're missing

Hey Alice, I'm caving in
I'm caving in
I know it's not allowed
But sometimes I fantasize
I'm peeling off my skin
Enough to fill it up again

Hey rabbit
Into the pavement
I'm caving in

Mother told me be something
So I'm afraid
Enough to stay wide awake
So wide awake, wide awake

Hey rabbit, I came to win
I came to win
I know it's not allowed
But sometimes you might find
It feels like nothing is
And it's everything you've been

Hey Alice
Into the pavement
I'm caving in

Mother told me to be something
So I'm afraid
Enough to stay wide awake
So wide awake, wide awake

Mother told me to be something
So I'm afraid
Mother told me to be something
Enough to stay wide awake

This ain't real, baby
Got a better excuse for myself
This ain't real, baby
Got a better excuse for myself

This ain't real, baby
Got a better excuse for myself

I'm always here
I'm always here
I'm always here
I'm always here

Picture yourself
Sleeping on a plane
There's something ticking in the overhead
And inside your brains

There's bodies in the water
And bodies in your basement
If Heaven's for clean people
It's vacant

Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you, you know?
Hey, are you, are you being careful
Hey, are you, are you, are you lukewarm?
Hey, yeah you are

I'm frantic
So load me up
whatever puts me all the way out
whatever puts me all the way out

Picture yourself
Swimming in an ocean
A million miles from nowhere
And the nearest phone

There's bodies in the water
Floating all around you
And all of them are talking
And they're comedians

Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you, you know?
Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you special?
Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you deformed?
Hey, yeah you are

I'm frantic
So load me up
It seems so practised
Me fucking this up
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out

Picture yourself
At the MGM Grand
Murphy's fighting Occam
You're in the stands, and

There's somebody in the water
In the middle of the ocean
A million miles from nowhere
And they're alone
I'm there alone

So, so deformed
So, so deformed
So, so deformed

I'm frantic
So load me up
It's seems so practised
Just take me and take me and take me
All the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out

Deep Six come to bare
Good night and take care
Who knows, maybe our luck will change

Polyurethane
People live in the rain
Who knows, maybe our luck will change

And I don't know, I don't know
I don't know where you think you are
And I don't know, pretend you know
I don't know where you think you are
And I don't know, and I don't know
And I don't know where you think you are

Big crash, funny car
It's where you've been where you are
Think fast and kill what you cannot change

Still though this is fun
Find a box when I'm done
Who knows, maybe my luck will change

And I don't know, I don't know
I don't know where you think you are
And I don't know, pretend you know
I don't know where you think you are
And I don't know, and I don't know
And I don't know where you think you are

Deep Six come to bare
It's midnight everywhere
Who knows, who knows

Polyurethane
People live in the rain
Who knows, maybe our luck will change
Maybe our luck could change

And I don't know, I don't know
I don't know where you think you are
And I don't know, pretend you know
I don't know where you think you are
And I don't know, and I don't know
And I don't know where you think you are

Good morning, don't cop out
You crawled from the cancer to land on your feet
Are you crazy to want this
Even for a while?

We're making this shit up
The reasons for being are easy to pay
You can't remember the others
They just kind of went away

So you're driving, it's rush hour
The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs
When you drift off to wake up
Do you always hit the brakes?

And we're done lying for a living
The strange days have come and you're
You're gone, you're gone
Either dead or dying
Dead or trying to go

It's evening, you're tired
You sleepwalk, a robot, out to the street
Are you crazy to want this
Even for a while?

You're driving, it's rush hour
The cars on the freeway are moving
Backwards, into a wall of fire
Backwards, into a wall of fire
Backwards, into a wall of fire
Backwards, into a wall of fire

And we're done lying for a living
The strange days have come and you're
You're gone, you're gone
And we're done lying for the living
The strange days have come and you're
You're gone, you're gone
Either dead or dying
You're dead or trying to go
To go

Good morning, don't cop out

I found me a reason
So check me tomorrow
We'll see if I'm leaking
Push and push and push 'till it hurts

The Devil's on roller-skates
The Devil's on roller-skates
Down at the roller rink
Picking up chicks for me
Ones that push and push and push 'till it hurts
Push and push 'till it hurts

Dirty enough, I got me a love
And it's so bad, it's so bad
Dirty enough, I got me a love
And it's so bad, it's so bad

Life's for the living
So check me tomorrow
We'll see if I'm kidding
Push and push and push 'till it hurts

Did it on Ritalin
I got me some good grades
Now I work me the night shift, where I
Pull and pull and pull 'till it hurts
Pull and pull 'till it hurts

Dirty enough, I got me a love
And it's so bad, it's so bad
Dirty enough, I got me a love
And it's so bad, it's so bad
Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off
Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off

Hahahaha

If life's for the livid
Check me tomorrow
We'll see if I'm emperor

The devil's on sugar smacks
Down at the Radio Shack
Turning shit into solid gold
Solid gold

Dirty enough, I got me a love
And it's so bad, it's so bad
Dirty enough, I got me a love
And it's so bad, it's so bad
Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off
Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go
Ready to go off

K-I-C-K-A-S-S
That's the way we spell "success"

Shake me, I'm waiting
In your new ark they're saying
I'm the creature in your sick thing
Everybody sees a giant

When the bad Moon in your heart sings
And your wind-up gears start grinding
Your teeth feel you smiling
The better, happier you
A better, happier you

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like it's easy
Like you're all out and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

Hit me, I'm bleeding
In your lounger, on your grooming
It's the future, it's whoring
The better, happier you
A better, happier you

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like it's easy
Like you're all out, and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like we're easy
Like we're all out, and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like it's easy
Like you're all out and I'm your man
Baby, I'm your man

K-I-C-K-A-S-S
That's the way we spell "success"

They beam things into your head
The ghosts of your pleasure in contempt
When we were liars things were seamless
When we were wired the world was like a secret

I close my eyes now and I scream
I turn the light on and there's nothing left redeeming
I saw your face before it changed
The gun, it makes you look nicer in a bad way

So low for how high
It's too late tonight
And I'm sure you're right
So low for how high

And after this there's just the circus
And every morning your carnie heart stops working
It gets tight in there sometimes
Looking for those defects
Talking like it's a reflex

I close my mouth now and I scream
I open the door and there's nothing left redeeming
I saw your face before in rough
You should wait around a while 'cause your body is bound to turn up

So low for how high
It's too late tonight
And I'm sure you're right
So low for how high
So low for how high

I miss my head
I miss my heart
I miss my lungs
Be what you want to be
Watch what you want to see
Killed for fun

Down a hole, up a rope
Down some pills, up some hope
This karma machine only takes quarters
New age soldier, new age soldier

Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep

And everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep, me

Say, hey, say, hey, say
How ya doing
Say, hey, say, hey, say
How ya doing

I miss my La-Z-Boy
I miss my TV
I miss myself
Do you miss your La-Z-Boy?
Do you miss your TV?
Do you miss yourself?

And everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep

And everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep, me

It's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I

Killed for fun
It's fucking funny, don't you think?
One day you'll decompose
And you'll wake up and those
Those birds are singing
Those birds are singing

Those birds are singing

And it's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I
And it's always what I
And everything is skin deep

There's holes up in the sky
The Devil punched down to the monkeys
And now they've got drive through
And a video store where there used to be real live actors

Used to ride around here
Up on my high horse
With all the other good little butcher boys
A plagiarist of course

So roll over sweet thing
Like a nuclear reprisal inbound from outer space
There's a comparison here I'm trying to swing

God damn it's deafening!
Wish you'd shut up about everything
The future is X-rated

There's holes up in the sky
And no one's seen your son in days
And things just keep getting weirder and weirder
And now Christmas is for shopping
And the Shopping God is everything

So roll over and lose it
'Cause power's just another one of those things, baby
It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it

God damn it's deafening!
Wish you'd shut up about everything
The future is X-rated

Okay, I'm taking my clothes off, are you ready?
Mmm, oh yeah, oh baby
Ooh, you want me to take my pants off?
You're a saucy little monkey boy!

Used to ride around here on my high, high horse

(Moaning)

God damn it's deafening!
Wish you'd would shut up, you'd shut up, you'd shut up
The future is X-rated
The future is X-rated
The future is X-rated
The future is X-rated

(Moaning)
Okay I don't know what else to say