lady lamb (the beekeeper) lyrics

[assignedfaggatbirth]

lyrics that give me existential crises: Lady Lamb edition

[ladylamblyrics]

Hi all, tbh things have been busy so I haven’t listened to the new album yet, but Aly put lyrics on her website in case you’re looking for them.

If anyone wants me to post them here lmk and I will.

xo

[ladylamblyrics]

join my llbk facebook page maybe!!!

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[grongleboy]

heaven herself, the tender warrior

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[things-em-likes]

a few shots of my room! feels good to be settled in

[ladylamblyrics]

❤️💛💚💙💜🖤💔❣️💕💞💓💗💖💘💝

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Goin 2 see our holy mother of bees tonight 🙏🏻bless

[hibernationdream]

i just bought ripely pine on vinyl and have a free mp3 download code so if you would like it please send me a message! (not an ask bc asks are weird with links)

[ladylamblyrics]

What's your favorite song off of Tender Warriors Club?

We Are Nobody Else!!!

[ladylamblyrics]

let’s be one another’s present tense we’ll go to the mountain by the lake we’ll undress we’ll swim and we’ll swim until the sun settles to sleep and we’ll build us a fire of a flame so deep in the morning we’ll rise where the world moves on we’ll take to the badlands and we’ll sing us this song it goes ooh, ooh, ooh, it goes ooh, ooh, ooh

it runs through us, this movement, it fills us with sun see that tree? i will climb it, i will pick you a plum it runs through us, this movement, it fills us with sun see that tree? i will climb it, i will pick you a plum see that tree? i will climb it, i will pick you a plum

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i know i butchered our exquisite corpse your lines were tender and mine were morbid i was just nervous that you would not be kind so i poured blood on the knife we trade off bein so terrified let’s find some bravery, baby, and lay down the knives i love you and i wanna go on lovin you there’s nothin holier than the laughter of our friends and there is nothin more i need, i have everythin i got the gold in your hair, the sun in your hair i’ve got the honey in your hair, and my hands in your hair night into day who gifted us this fate who gifted us this fate the glory of god the wrath of god both make me afraid then relief floods my brain like a biblical rain that we are ourselves, we are nobody else and we are makin out in the woods behind brandenburg gate while the sirens fade i nearly know not what to do i am myself and you are you i nearly know not what to do and you see me seein you frankie i will read to you from salter in the park while you illustrate your day for us frankie i will read to you from salter in the park there’s nothin lovelier than your laughter, my friend and there’s nothin left i need, i have everythin i got all the love that i have ever known and the love is for you and the love is growin i will praise this life for all my time's too heavenly not to build it a sanctuary to praise this life for all of my time it is too heavenly and i build it, a sanctuary to praise this life who gifted us this fate the good glory of god the great wrath of god who gifted us this fate the good glory of god the great wrath of god who gifted us this fate the good glory of god the great wrath of god the gold heart of god the true love of god the blue blood of god the warm breath of god

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time takes the years from out of our hides wait for the belt with bated breath and the bait on the line finds a fish in the sea your teeth take the cake and feed it to me i heard from a little bird that you crushed its mama’s bones

look me in my face please don’t be disgraceful oh lord, oh please say, say it ain’t so

for i’m immune, i’m immune to no one love is a luxury that i can’t quite afford i call it by name and you know, it just walks out my door  maybe i shouldn’t hold it so tightly anymore

your smoke builds a plume how it stifles my perfume

and the paint on the walls in your room make for a pretty, make for a pretty little june

and i never wanna see you i never wanna see you again  but i long to see you soon

for a heart can be as stark and sad as a single laugh in a funeral parlor

and my argument is as senseless as picking up pennies picking up pennies from the snow

and loneliness, she can be a whore i take her to bed i’m so sure she’ll be gone by the mornin

oh lord, what more could we be for, than the bangles on your wrist? oh lord, what more could we be for, than the tangles in your hair?

look me in my face, don’t you be a disgrace, oh lord, please say, just say it ain’t so

what more, what more could we be for, than the change clangin in your pockets?

the pennies falling from your hand into the snow the pennies falling from your hand into the snow

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have we fucked ourselves over? making our worlds so close your skin to my bone have i fucked myself over? making my chaos calm your pennies in my palm have we fucked ourselves over? making our world so right overnight if i see you when i look in my own eyes how could I ever despise myself again? have i fucked myself over? my bones to your skin

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see all the loners spinnin toward the heavens the steeplechasers got us lookin for the moon and in this heaven the horror of its absence has me tremblin beside myself beside you ooh, ooh when tears stain my cheeks you kissed all but the salt i suppose you didn’t see i can’t fault you for that but when your tongue licked the lash all the salt had seeped through and you would not believe i’ve been cryin over you some days i’m afraid i’m already mournin already mournin you some nights i’m convinced i’m already dead in your arms i understand all at once my life has been buildin me up to us in your hands i am mine you take me to myself the tenses i knew now they bring me to you i am yours, i am yours you are my own one kiss sucks the mud clear from my soul the neon lights fill your eye above coney island i could die tonight if i’m not already dead already mourning

when tears stain my cheeks you kissed all but the salt when your tongue licked the lash all the salt had seeped through am i already mourning you?

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leah, i got your letter i was too afraid to tell ya i was too afraid to speak one word or another but in my mind’s eye i’m still readin over your shoulder on lake michigan

are we twenty-seven? are we twenty-seven? leah, i got your letter

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i will protect your solitude i’ll keep first watch over our expanse and fast asleep you can fall in the balcony of masonic hall to the sound of chainsaws dancin let go your head i got it now i am baptized behind the lights all alone heaven bent to hell heaven-herself-the tender warrior i believe she sent for us when she saw we were tryin our best tryin to be good tryin to be kind try, tryin to stay true i’m try, i just wanna do right by you pale blue eyes warm red light olympia, eighteen sixty-five the brilliant life of a fly so let go your head i got it now you are the blood in my song see me spill over when it’s sung will i spill all over everyone when you’re gone?

will i spill? spill? will i spill? spill? when you’re gone gone, oh, gone when you’re gone, gone, oh my blood will fill the ditch my blood will bury the mountain but for now, it sits still in my mouth just waitin on the tip of my tongue

[ladylamblyrics]

Metal Mouth

Aly Spaltro and TJ Metcalfe released a 2-sided 7″ on Eternal Otter Records quite a few years back. Unfortunately there are no dates on the record jacket.

Side A has an early version of Sunday Shoes that is more or less identical to the version on After, except the lyric “you will be sorely missed by your mother and father” was “you will be sorely missed by your absent father.”

Side B has a track by TJ Metalfe called Metal Mouth, so I thought I’d type up the lyrics here (because they get stuck in my head a lot).

Oh, Metal Mouth, you never come out With lightning splashing You’re afraid of laughing so I must Spend the day alone And so I waste Every metal face inside my coat So I’m always broke Feed my shoes some toes and I’ll go Where I shouldn’t miss you, but oh, I somehow do Even pain will not make it change It takes a spark To make us question who we are And those little things Like growing frowns And apples in the corners of our mouths And word goes on around Those underwater towns, I’m not the one that you’ll miss tonight We were just built too alike