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RMH
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Noah Kahan
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@sadyoungcardinal
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Plead Me To A Lesser Charge (GG Allin cover) - the Mountain Goats (feat. The Legal Junkies)
I’ve done my time in jails and prisons, too Emergency rooms are nothing new I’ve been picked apart by a shrink or two Probably should do a little time, it’s true
So few people know of this, so here.
Here come the times of changing tide. Here come the days of light and grace. Here come the hours of wordless wondrousness. Light, light will fill this humble place. When you come, the stars will shine brighter than spun gold. When you come, the world will seem shiny and new. My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right. ‘Till you come, I’ll keep this place ready for you. I saw them riding up the road. And I swept and scrubbed the stable twice. Filled it with golden yellow straw, sweet and clean. I did my best to make things nice. When you come, the stars will shine brighter than spun gold. When you come, the world will seem shiny and new. My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right. Until you come, I’ll keep this place ready for you.
Red face at noon, Stripped naked we can’t get free, And doubling over in the street, Dozens just like me. Spreading like a rumor Spreading like a rumor. And the doctors come traveling house to house, And they visit the sick each day. Sit with them there until they’re gone. Die quicker that way. Save who they save, On their way down to the grave . Spreading like a rumor, Spreading like a rumor. Run to the altars beg for shade, take to the high sea thousand strong. Hang on to your goodness when you can, Sweat it out all night long. And listen for the old melody, As it comes to me, On a high wind down from Ethiopia On a high wind down from Ethiopia On a high wind down from Ethiopia On a high wind down from Ethiopia
“It’s the eighteenth of July. What are you doing?”
I could hear the prophets yelling in the street How your eyes were pure poison, but your skin was so sweet
So take my lies And take my time ‘Cause all the others want to take my life
Excavating the space We left behind
my aesthetic is that last ravioli that won't fall from the can
cold northern wind your young arm against my face soft and warm silent hour worthless words view of some foreign city from the high window strange black birds what we did the things we said your hand resting on my head there will always be an ireland. there will always be an ireland. there will always be an ireland. there will always be an ireland.
John the Beloved
I saw the city men they make me laugh Digging up the cables, cutting them in half I watch the ancient sun until it bawls See the serpents coming through the walls
Tunnel down to the core Climb through the trap door Soft pink sky full of rumpled clouds Radio up loud There's a pop in the speaker Where I hear your voice come through So brave and true When did I lose sight of you? Come and rattle your chain All you want You're always gonna be welcome Here in the hallways that you used to haunt Ride the sentimental rodeo Down to where the shadows grow Long while since I felt this way Stand by the window wait for day There's a pop in the speaker Where I hear your voice come through So brave and true Let me never lose sight of you Come and rattle your chain All you want You're always gonna be welcome Here in the hallways that you used to haunt
there was a little toolshed where the sad man made us suffer.
remember hours at the table gauze flight light easing through if there's one thing that I'm not going to do tonight it's die for you