Pursuing praxis

September 7, 2006

The Steel I

Filed under: Music, Quotes

Shadow stabbing
by Cake

Adjectives on the typewriter
He moves his words like a prizefighter
The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell

The man on the street might just as well be
The man on the street might just as well
The man on the street might just as well be

Outside, outside the walls
Out there you don’t hear the echoes and calls
But the steel eye, tight jaw,
Say it all, say it all
But the white paint, plastic saints
Say it all, say it all, say it all

Say it all (say it all)
Say it all (say it all)
Say it all (say it all)
Say somebody’s got to say it all
Somebody’s got to say it all

I’m so nervous, I’m so tense
My heart can’t forget about its self defense
The air is so hot and my breath comes fast
I thumb the cool blade but I know this can’t last
I thumb the cool blade but I know this can’t last

Outside, outside the walls
Out there you don’t hear the echoes and calls
But the steel eye, tight jaw
Say it all, say it all
But the white paint, plastic saints
Say it all, say it all, say it all

Say it all (say it all)
Say it all (say it all)
Say it all (say it all)

Say somebody’s got to say it all
Somebody’s got to say it all

Adjectives on the typewriter
He moves his words like a prize fighter
The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell

The man on the street might just as well be
The man on the street might just as well
The man on the street might just as well be

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  1. I don’t want to hold back
    I don’t want to slip down
    I don’t want to think back to the one thing that I know I should’ve done

    I don’t want to doubt you, know everything about you
    I don’t want to sit across the table from you wishing I could run

    I want to love you madly
    I want to love you now
    I want to love you madly
    I want to love you, love you
    Love you madly

    Have you listened to Motorcade of Generosity? It was the first album, lesser known. I think you’d especially enjoy You Part the Waters. And the chorus goes:

    You’ve got your grand piano
    You don’t even play piano
    I’m the one who plays piano
    You don’t even play piano.

    But you part the waters.

    Comment by Chris — September 8, 2006 @ 11:26 pm

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