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Satanic Panic in the Attic

by of Montreal

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1.
Come disconnect the dots with me poppet come disconnect the dots Come disconnect the dots with me poppet come disconnect the dots It’s so beautiful Our lunacy It’s so beautiful
2.
Wearing an olive drab But feeling somehow inside opalescent Wonder how I’m managing to smile oh When I can’t even pay my rent Maybe it’s because I’ve finally found My little tulip my Norge dear Funny how in spite of all my woes Life can appear rosy and clear Rosy and clear And I’m dizzy from her kiss So vertiginous lost in lysergic bliss Love the way you wear your curly hair Sanguine and spiraling tied in a bun Love the way it falls about your face Mercurially gilded by the sun If we were a pair of jigsaw puzzle pieces We would connect so perfectly Creating a still photo of a scene From the Phantom of Liberty
3.
I was gazing in your eyes Seeing butterflies melting on the wall Strangest thing I saw Clever little guys wonderful surprise Will you come and fetch me girl from the brink? I’m starting to kink and I’m too numb to think If this nightmare can’t be stopped Go out and find me when I’m dropped Onto a bail of hay looking the other way From noncoms in machines squeezing tangerines Emitting horrid cries wonderful surprise
4.
On our trip to England I noticed something obscene People still actually give a shit about the Queen Though London girls aren’t snobs at all And Brighton’s lovely in the Fall Left alone to drive ourselves on the opposite side Man it was a miracle that nobody died Hanging out with Steven Drew, Theo, Paul and Sorrel too Eating at Welcome Breaks daily We danced in Leeds with Brit Pop Haley Performing with the Apples And then crashing at the Wrights Bitching because Steven booked us On such early flights Always in a foggy haze Because we hadn’t slept for days Every single one of our London cabbies played The most truly repellent techno music ever made But they’ll drop you without hesitation if you try changing the station Up to our necks in crisps and litter In the van we dubbed the Gary Glitter
5.
You hit me so hard like a Wong Kar Wai beginning I’m exploding in smiles my equilibrium is spinning Rapture rapes the muses But you don’t notice till it’s kissing you Rapture rapes the muses And the void that’s left confuses It’s confusing You keep me lit like antediluvian Troy But one always reveres what ones bound to destroy Gloomy Erebus is an anathema to me All of them dancing like flames and the sad enmity I wonder if I understand. Am I too young to understand?
6.
All I ever get is sad love While watching all my friends find their happy love I don’t understand why I should be without love All I ever get is sad love Always falling for the ones who feel nothing for me Sometimes I think I should just forget about love I was walking with my parents Through St. Peter’s park When I saw a young couple with a child They were all holding hands and smiling They seemed very nice, seemed to have a nice life All I ever get is sad love Feeling incomplete and below being loved I don’t know why it has been so hard to find love All I ever get is sad love The unrequited kind is all I have procured And it was nothing at all Like what I’ve heard about love Without love life has no great reward Leaving us damaged or feeling so bored Devoid of memories nothing to record Wishing the ones that we adore loved us more
7.
City Bird 02:20
City bird haven’t you heard Hasn’t anybody told you? These city blocks can’t hold you Your place is in the sky how can I show you? City bird haven’t you learned Of the boundlessness of your freedom The sky is your blue kingdom You neglect your wings like you don’t need them City bird maybe these hands that feed you need you Maybe you understand that city bird
8.
The octopus in your purse Is cursing like an evil sailor But remember the knife is worse For the editors of movie trailers And if you want me to I’ll help it’s all the same to me Just tell me if you want me to If you keep killing God in your eye People will think you’re really callous But no matter how hard you try You’ll never be as weird as Uncle Alice I’m not upset just confused and it’s so tough I can’t relate to this world I’m not bored enough Watch out the music will complete the change in you To sing this song in braille You need to be haunted by glass freckles And if your color treatment fails Well you can always talk to Erik Eckles
9.
On a bus stop bench sat an ancient lady It was clear she was dead yeah we all could agree And that death had arrived quite unexpectedly Cause the poor wretch died with a book on her knee Chrissy kiss the corpse Chrissy kiss the corpse David drew a mustache under her nose Nick put a burning match between her toes I put a cockroach in her pantyhose Chrissy put on some lipstick And struck a dramatic pose Chrissy’s such a pretty lass As benign as broken glass No one in her family knows The vile hobby that she chose Some cops came by so we hid behind a tree I peeked out and they noticed me And said fondling the dead is a felony But you got nothing to fear Cause we only came to see Chrissy kiss the corpse To see Chrissy kiss the corpse Chrissy’s such a pretty thing Gentle as a scorpion sting No one ever would suspect That her mind’s completely wrecked
10.
Baby your magic is working I lose control of myself when ever you are near me I feel myself changing From a guy too cynical for love Into a blushing romantic Oh honey I’d swim across the Atlantic Just to be near to you I’m hopping like a kangaroo Baby your magic is working All of my friends think I’m mad Cause I talk of nothing but you girl How you’ve really changed me For a guy thought too cynical for love You’ve proven everyone wrong Anywhere with you girl is where I belong Everything is beautiful and you are the reason Lately I’ve been so happy Just holding you and gazing into your eyes Like in a movie You are a star…I mean a starlet, Listen the night we met I fell in love with you Who’d have guessed who’d have guessed I’m in love I’m in LOVE!!! How you’ve really changed me From a guy thought too cynical for love Suddenly I feel as light as a butterfly And wanting to give love another try Everything is beautiful and you are the reason Baby your magic is working My mirror’s reflection is you Looking coquet and smirking Now your magic is working
11.
When I’m caught in a net and I haven’t a clue All I’ve got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the Ladder When there are ghosts in my coat And everything is askew All I’ve got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the ladder to you All of these faces are crowding around me With mouths open wide to devour But they have no impact no I do not cower Knowing I’m safe in your tower When my pencil tips broken and my brain is too All I’ve got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the ladder When I feel like an oar in a sunken canoe All I’ve got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the ladder to you All of these faces are crowding around me Like grey paint caked on a flower But they have no impact no value no power Knowing I’m safe in your tower
12.
First there was the ‘fable of the bull’ Told by the picador Then an Orwellian raping of a virgin apple core An apple core an apple core an apple Core an apple core an apple Next our minds were supping up the horrors That our vicious master’s whip Was serving us in rituals nefariously hip Wickedly hip wickedly hip wickedly Hip wickedly hip wickedly I had to don a disguise to see her slinking down The snaking hallways to her chamber But I wasn’t prepared to encounter the vision Of she and It engaged in defiling of the sacred In an instant her face became so plaintive And I watched as she transformed Into the Black Amaranth The next morning I espied In a window framed in brass The story of her condemnation Portrayed in the stained glass In the stained glass In the stained glass in the stained Glass in the stained glass in the stained Glass
13.
Every second of every day I let me fancy play And if the feeling strikes me I deliquesce into the sky without waving goodbye While contemplating a fractured pale cathedral wall Death can’t touch me at all Let its rapacious fingers with venomous stingers try I’d like to see it try Try to find a way to spike the senses Till everything goes white I had a vision of vinyl spiders in a cage And now I avoid the stage Cause though it was a trifle I still can’t stifle The fear that they might just reappear Climbing climbing climbing never falling If it was up to me I’d freak the clouds Let them fall and grip to the sea I think the chemicals have done Some evil thing to me
14.
I used to think it black while at my country seat Now I’m peaking in so many ways Tthe gloom is in retreat Yes the dark epoch is over I’ve found my efeblum Then passed Ernst’s mausoleum defended by a rook Who shot a look so virulent it pierced me like a hook The palaver of Solipsists exploding in my skull Yeah and we both despise all of the academic swine Who made the author of “Discus Ulysses” benign So what if Wednesday finds us Wearing rabies parachutes Foaming like the melodies of sea foam fairy flutes The atmosphere is viscous we’re sticking to the brine When the lanterns fill with finches So begins the brawl Cause their brains are like porcupines And mine’s a paper ball I know they don’t understand they don’t get us at all Their moss mangles polyanthus And mine’s a paper ball

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released April 6, 2004

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