Pin me up against the wall
Pin me by my elbows and don’t mind my funny bones
Make me giggle with your eyelash
Go gentle and I’ll keep my arms up
Please please please fill me with feathers
Make my pain your delight
I won’t put up a fight
Hold down my shaking body parts
If I make it easy will you tickle my heart
You squeezed me so hard I almost ran
And tell me honestly--why do you try to be my mother
But your left hand’s in my heart
Your right hand’s inside my head
So I got a new thought--You gotta tickle my ventricles
Make my pain your delight
I won’t put up a fight
Hold down my shaking body parts
If I make it easy will you tickle my heart
I clench my teeth when you touch me like that
But that don’t mean you should pocket your fingers
I like it when you make my crow’s feet truffle shuffle
When you make my crow’s feet truffle shuffle
You can stir all my nerves--Of that I’m sure
Make my pain your delight
I won’t put up a fight
Hold down my shaking body parts
If I make it easy will you tickle my heart
Eyes Lips Eyes, formerly known as Elizabethan Report (ER), is a spirited indie/alternative rock band which formed in Provo, Utah. They stuffed their bags and headed to the West Coast and introduced California to their aggressive new-wave musical style that has elements of punk rock, pop and funk influences. They create a style that generates a chaotic yet controlled substance. The band is influenced by All-American rock bands such as the Talking Heads, The Strokes and Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Aug 28, 2008
Sweat Swat Swote
If you lick--if you lick your woo wounds
If you lick--if you lick your woo wounds
nous guerrisons
Won’t you lick--won’t you lick my wounds too
Won’t you lick--won’t you lick my wounds too
je me suis seche
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your
It makes me sweat the things that I done
When all my guilt hampers all my freedom
pieds sont liees
I’m a self-made beast--come unlock my cage
Self-made beast--caught in a daze
absence de formalite
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
Sweat
Swat
Swote
Sweat
Swat
Swote
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
je me suis seche
je me suis seche
If you lick--if you lick your woo wounds
nous guerrisons
Won’t you lick--won’t you lick my wounds too
Won’t you lick--won’t you lick my wounds too
je me suis seche
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your
It makes me sweat the things that I done
When all my guilt hampers all my freedom
pieds sont liees
I’m a self-made beast--come unlock my cage
Self-made beast--caught in a daze
absence de formalite
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
Sweat
Swat
Swote
Sweat
Swat
Swote
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Now that I feel your--now that I feel your pain
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
Please please feel me
je me suis seche
je me suis seche
Soy Sauce Sailor
I’m a soy sauce sailor
she makes me feel savory
like a semi-spiced spine
She’s a cold war clipper captain
she keeps her own company
keeps her key locked in a copper cabinet
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
She’s a white wine widow
I feel like I’m...
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
I try to be different person
dress like original oregano gangster
but still she won’t look at me
I try to force my way to her cabinet
she grinds my face into the floorboards as I realize
her heart’s never been closer to me
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
She’s a white wine widow
I feel like I’m...
Fodder under her feet
Fodder under her feet
And the bones between her toes
And the bones between her toes
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
I’m a soy sauce sailor
she makes me feel savory
like a semi-spiced spine
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
she makes me feel savory
like a semi-spiced spine
She’s a cold war clipper captain
she keeps her own company
keeps her key locked in a copper cabinet
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
She’s a white wine widow
I feel like I’m...
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
I try to be different person
dress like original oregano gangster
but still she won’t look at me
I try to force my way to her cabinet
she grinds my face into the floorboards as I realize
her heart’s never been closer to me
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
She’s a white wine widow
I feel like I’m...
Fodder under her feet
Fodder under her feet
And the bones between her toes
And the bones between her toes
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
She makes me feel alone
I’m a soy sauce sailor
she makes me feel savory
like a semi-spiced spine
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
She’s something like a girl
Rack Focus
My hand with polished black edges
is segregated from the empty space.
But the demarcation dims as the
succinct borders slowly fuzz out of place.
Until I see for the first time
that you could really use my hand
Because your wee-legged wobbles
are searching for a steady pace.
Bring it back. Bring it back to me.
Rack focus. Rack focus.
Until I see for the first time
that you could really use my hand
But my thoughts they strangle
they tangle my hands behind my back.
Bring it back. Bring it back to me.
And after the test you know I must confess
that the focus best rests off of me
that the focus best rests off of me
that the focus best rests off of me
Rack focus. Rack focus.
Rack focus. Rack focus.
is segregated from the empty space.
But the demarcation dims as the
succinct borders slowly fuzz out of place.
Until I see for the first time
that you could really use my hand
Because your wee-legged wobbles
are searching for a steady pace.
Bring it back. Bring it back to me.
Rack focus. Rack focus.
Until I see for the first time
that you could really use my hand
But my thoughts they strangle
they tangle my hands behind my back.
Bring it back. Bring it back to me.
And after the test you know I must confess
that the focus best rests off of me
that the focus best rests off of me
that the focus best rests off of me
Rack focus. Rack focus.
Rack focus. Rack focus.
Pretty
Come to the party
At Mulholland and Kanan
Where the drinks are never on the house
And bring all your jewelry and lay it about your feet
In intricate patterns
And when you fall down and when you fall down
It won’t catch you
I’m afraid we’re going to die
I’m afraid we’re going to die
And that’s okay because
We’re so pretty
Pretty enough to know
Pretty enough to never say goodbye
Pretty enough to die
I saw you at the party
On Sunset at La Plascenta
Where you had to punch the doorman in the nose
And say something dirty about his mother
Just to get in
But no not you I saw you sneak in through the side door
And I never saw you drink from the punchbowl
So what So what So what if I did
It was full of eraser rubbings
And when I choked
I didn’t choke alone
I’m afraid we’re going to die
I’m afraid we’re going to die
And that’s okay because
We’re so pretty
We’re so pretty
Young and ready
We’re so pretty
We’re right ready
We’re so pretty
Betties not Freddies
We’re so pretty
I’m afraid we’re going to die
I’m afraid we’re going to die
And that’s okay because
We’re so pretty
Pretty enough to know
Pretty enough to never say goodbye
Pretty enough to die
At Mulholland and Kanan
Where the drinks are never on the house
And bring all your jewelry and lay it about your feet
In intricate patterns
And when you fall down and when you fall down
It won’t catch you
I’m afraid we’re going to die
I’m afraid we’re going to die
And that’s okay because
We’re so pretty
Pretty enough to know
Pretty enough to never say goodbye
Pretty enough to die
I saw you at the party
On Sunset at La Plascenta
Where you had to punch the doorman in the nose
And say something dirty about his mother
Just to get in
But no not you I saw you sneak in through the side door
And I never saw you drink from the punchbowl
So what So what So what if I did
It was full of eraser rubbings
And when I choked
I didn’t choke alone
I’m afraid we’re going to die
I’m afraid we’re going to die
And that’s okay because
We’re so pretty
We’re so pretty
Young and ready
We’re so pretty
We’re right ready
We’re so pretty
Betties not Freddies
We’re so pretty
I’m afraid we’re going to die
I’m afraid we’re going to die
And that’s okay because
We’re so pretty
Pretty enough to know
Pretty enough to never say goodbye
Pretty enough to die
Never Alone
Could you close the door
and leave yourself out?
Leave yourself on the other side
Sure your intentions are more than right
But my feelings are more than wrong
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say you wanna stay
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say I need your help
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Can I lock my door? Can I turn my phone off?
Like the idea of going dark
I know you’re there but I’ll let some time pass
Then maybe I’ll let you back in
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say you wanna stay
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say I need your help
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
But you are the sneakiest one aren’t you? Aren’t you?
But you are the sneakiest one aren’t you? Aren’t you?
But you are the sneakiest one aren’t you? Aren’t you?
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say you wanna stay
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say I need your help
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
and leave yourself out?
Leave yourself on the other side
Sure your intentions are more than right
But my feelings are more than wrong
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say you wanna stay
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say I need your help
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Can I lock my door? Can I turn my phone off?
Like the idea of going dark
I know you’re there but I’ll let some time pass
Then maybe I’ll let you back in
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say you wanna stay
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say I need your help
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
But you are the sneakiest one aren’t you? Aren’t you?
But you are the sneakiest one aren’t you? Aren’t you?
But you are the sneakiest one aren’t you? Aren’t you?
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say you wanna stay
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
Never alone never alone and I don’t feel quite right
So you say I need your help
But I don’t but I don’t but I don’t
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