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Fugular Comority Lyrics
Fugular Comority Lyrics

Here's most of our lyrics. I hope they mean what you think they mean.

Aesthetic Me (the only one by Josh)

It's a part of me
It's the enemy
It's the only thing
That I can see
I am not free
cuz it imprisons me
my own ignorance
source of that misery

It won't let me be
I stand and she just leaves
can't shake the surface she
its my hypocrisy
and if it lets me be
I'll show that first impression me
is her safe to my key
No need for aesthetic me

Now I am in the dark
playing my black guitar
wondering just how far
I must keep this scar
And now I know I can
make good friends again
because I've bribed the guard
get me out from behind these bars

this is the end
won't make mistakes again
I'll stay true to myself
It won't let me be
I stand and she just leaves
can't shake the surface she
its my hypocrisy
and if it lets me be
I'll show that first impression me
is her safe to my key
No need for aesthetic me


PAJAMA SONG (the rest are by Todd)

I saw my girl
she said hello
I kissed her back
and then I got to know
that I'd not seen her
in my whole life
now what went wrong

pajama song
I'm crossing out
the age old doubt
pajama song
gone before long
now what went wrong
pajama song
pajama song
pajama...

went to my job
and did some work
I saw my boss
that stupid jerk
then I realized
I'd never worked a day
in my whole life
what's going on?

I'm crossing out
the age old doubt
pajama song
gone before long
now what went wrong
pajama song
pajama song
pajama...

wish there was more,
like in my dreams,
down on the floor
is not what it seems
wish there was more,
like in my dreams,
down on the floor
is not what it seems

I'm crossing out
the age old doubt
pajama song
gone before long
now what went wrong
pajama song
pajama song
pajama...


BUILD

it's sad how I don't want to try,
I live my life believing a lie,
the lie that good thing just happen,
and you don't have to work for them.
But as I'm filled with all of this hate,
I build it up as I still wait

maybe I'm bitter,
I might be blind,
it may seem fitter
to judge my mind
and I am a dreamer
that doesn't find
I'll never get her
wait all the time

I believe the girl of my dreams
is stuck in them, or so it seems
but I'm awake and life is hell,
I don't think it can go to well.
But as I'm filled with all of this hate,
I build it up as I still wait

maybe I'm bitter,
I might be blind,
it may seem fitter
to judge my mind
and I am a dreamer
that doesn't find
I'll never get her
wait all the time

why does it take what I am not
to go out and get what I want?
why is it that I must despise
and face defeat with saddened eyes?
But as I'm filled with all of this hate,
I build it up as I still wait

maybe I'm bitter,
I might be blind,
it may seem fitter
to judge my mind
and I am a dreamer
that doesn't find
I'll never get her
wait all the time
and so I wait again
to find I'm not found
and so I wake again
to see no one around
and so I wait again
to find myself let down
and so I waste my time
don't even look around


BLIND MARIA

Blind Maria's drowning in the shallow end of kindness
people do what they feel they have to do
we see eye to eye one every issue,
Blind Maria knows better than you
she does not ignore me,
no, she will not bore me
blind, Blind Maria
they're shallow, shallow
blind, Blind Maria
they're shallow, so shallow

Blind Maria tells me everything so truthful
sees it like I know, even though
I don't want to believe. How'd I become so pathetic?
Blind Maria knows the tragedy.
she does not ignore me,
no, she will not bore me
blind, Blind Maria
they're shallow, shallow
blind, Blind Maria
they're shallow, so shallow

there's a certain surreality wrapped up in reality
life and death and chance and other things
someday as chance would have it, Blind Maria could see
everything down below her wings...

blind, Blind Maria
they're shallow, shallow
blind, Blind Maria
they're shallow, so shallow


KEEPING THE HAT ON

I'd like to paint one percent of infinity
since that's all you've ever given me
imagine nothings impossibility
how nothing is impossible to be
I'd like to know everything there is to know
then I could make all of you feel low
I would always know what happens tommorow
I wonder if I would have anywhere to go?

I'm keeping the hat on for you
it's all that I ever want to do
I'm keeping the hat on for you
my mind needs the bodyheat, too

I'd like to walk around in nowhere
because to me that would only seem fair
picture nowheres big discrace
since nowhere is still a place
I'd like to be insanely popular
then maybe I'd have the guts to talk to her
but I can't see me being a poseur
no disrespect when I say this next verse:

I'm keeping the hat on for you
it's all that I ever want to do
I'm keeping the hat on for you
my mind needs the bodyheat, too

this hat, it is a thing of power
I keep it on when I'm in the shower
this hat is a sign of respect,
oh yeah-

I'm keeping the hat on for you
it's all that I ever want to do
I'm keeping the hat on for you
my mind needs the bodyheat, too


SLAP IN THE FACE

My mind, my sex, myself in general,
they'll be dyin' to see my funeral.
And to them I'm bein' litteral,
uhh... yeah.
Expecting happy days to follow you
all the gays knowing just what to do.
rejection I know is nothing new.
uhm... yup.

You never you never you never asked for it
You never you never you never asked for it
Bare in mind the slap in the face you get
You never you never you never asked for it

about now I can tell the way you feel
the way you look makes me wish that it weren't real
my ruined esteem I think can never heal
uh-huh...
My mind, my sex, myself in general,
they'll be dyin' to see my funeral.
And to them I'm bein' literal,
uhh... yeah.

You never you never you never asked for it
You never you never you never asked for it
Bare in mind the slap in the face you get
You never you never you never asked for it

they know it not, but they got opinions
they know it not, but they got opinions.

OLD MAN ME

The years will pass, leave me behind.
When I am old, then I will find,
I've fallen victim to my mind.
Up like this is how I'll wind.
Alone, and old, and unfulfilled:
nothing tries to make me thrilled.
I lie alone, just me, weak willed.
The years upon my shoulders build.

The years upon my shoulders build

My fear, my thoughts of me alone.
My front lawn with grass- overgrown.
On my own street I'll have a home;
On my own street I'll be unknown.
The stories told of that old man,
Whose life, it never had a plan,
A one from which he should have ran,
Now all that's left is me, old man.

Now all that's left is me, old man.

Ever an old depression,
caused by a new obsession.
Fear to live in progression.
Ever an old depression.
Ever an old depression,
cause by my self-deception.
Trying, but no, for progression.
Ever an old depression.
And when the night time comes,
I know I've wasted another one.
As the song of my life humms,
I know I'm wasting another one.

SILVER CIRCLE SATISFIED

Blue haired ragdoll
grey box of thought
red color of sleep
the brown of your denial
tossed around
understood
pulling you
the death of you
never found
never good
never gone
never through
Blue sympathy
green ride inside
orange flame dancing
the brown is in your smile
tossed around
understood
pulling you
the death of you
never found
never good
never gone
never through
Silver circle
satisfied

3 OF 3

Poor little Kim how she sits alone
the three others went on a way all their own
And Eddie tries for "Hero of the World"
or maybe just hero for his girl

and all the way across the room
is a man shrouded not by gloom.
He says "I breathe for life,
but I bleed through love."

All these things I overhear
back and forth from ear to ear,
they compile through the year.
They're so near.

Patrick speaks in Vedderese
to the man sitting next to me
who keeps more in than he lets out,
he's everyone, well just about.
Across the room, another man

whose thoughts I may not understand,
says "If they look down at me
at least they're looking at me."

All these things I overhear
back and forth from ear to ear,
they compile every year.
There's no fear.

"Mr. Fix-it" how he's been labeled,
age 7 Einstein was enabled,
he sits near the man of jibberish
whose very word--my every wish.

A man I trust whose better side,
my trust in him I do confide,
promised "You're just a scared little boy
who doesn't know his strength."

MEDIUM

Big words little man
high hopes with a low plan
all the things you place at the top
but then you let go and you drop
if I don't want to fall than I won't get up
restrictive ways; I feel I've had enough
and I let myself go
and I let myself go

now you can plan and you can scheme
and you can think and you can dream
but I didn't ask for this thorn in my back
a feel of impact is what I want to lack
and I don't want to matter
'cause I don't want to matter
I don't need you to flatter
since I don't want to matter

complex, simpleton
tough break, what the weak have done
everyone you placed so far away
well you don't know them, but want them to pay

now you can plan and you can scheme
and you can think and you can dream
but I didn't ask for this thorn in my back
a feel of impact is what I want to lack
and I don't want to matter
'cause I don't want to matter
I don't need you to flatter
since I don't want to matter

my saving grace is her sacred face
and I won't erase what's in her place.

AN ALL AMERICAN, CAR-LOVING ANALOGY FOR MY CRAPPY LOVE LIFE

Dirty old car on a clean new road
I got a dirty old car on a clean new road
Speeding around like something's been owed
dirty old car in a look clean mode
leaving mud tracks and leaving dirt tracks
sound of impact and the windshield is cracked
spread out on the pavement and the pavement is black
I thought that I could speed with the time that I lack

predicting disaster
so I'm going faster
now I am the master
But I wouldn't put that past her

taken back seat in a taxi cab
I'm taking back seat in a scratched up cab
I really didn't care it was the first that I could grab
this cheufer has gotten me on on a tab
bailin' out now I'm bailin' out now
a familiar sound had been something I found
I knew that was the driver who could never allow
and now I know the driver had always known how

predicting disaster
so I'm going faster
now I am the master
But don't put that past her

EARN

All of the formalities, I'm dealing with
I'm dealing with
All the casualities, that you get instead
You get instead

what did you earn
what can I learn
Its a crash and burn
to earn

Pleasantries have risen up from nothing more than
pleasantries
every naturality have been learned to be
natural

theres a poetry to wordlessness
a poetry in silence
the poets life can not exist
without the poets science

what did you earn
how can I learn
its a crash and burn
to earn

Every immaturity
or antisociality
grants the possibility
that darkened days cant help to see

theres a poetry to wordlessness
a poetry in silence
the poets life can not exist
without the poets science

what did you earn
how can I learn
its a crash and burn
to earn

20 SECOND

It goes on behind closed doors
It leaves timing to the pores
on her 20 second floors
leaving tasks to see the chores

contemplated personality
all that I can not afford to be
that I am I am I am

may I intertwine?
making up your time
taking up your mind
speaking in a chime
rhyme

father says to say your prayers
father talks as if he cares
20 second flight of stairs
all the damage it repairs

feign another personality
everything I'd never think to be
that I am now, am now, am now

may I intertwine?
making up the time
breaking up your mind
speaking in a chime
rhyme, rhyme

maybe this will shed some light on
on the way, on the way moron
maybe this will shed some light on
on the way, on the way moron

She was green and red, my rose
double white pinned to her clothes
20 second brought the clothes
to what the 21st knows

I can't intertwine
making up your mind
taking up your time
end my every rhyme

DREAM OF FREAKS

I like to force out the words
I like to play with the birds
I like to migrate in herds
I like to be the absurd
I like to think I'm a type
I like o think with my hype
I like to lay with my gripes
in these uncomfortable pipes

She wants a man who can fuck
and yeah, she thinks she's a freak
if it's all true I'm in luck
yeah toungue in cheeck, toungue in cheek
she doesn't want it on that spot
but it's just what she got
she's not dirty
she's too perty
She wants a man who can fuck
and yeah, she thinks she's a freak
if it's all true I'm in luck
yeah toungue in cheeck, toungue in cheek
she doesn't want it on that spot
but it's just what she got
I'm the one that's dirty
I feel thirty

I like to force out the stuff
I like to not be enough
I like to get pillows fluffed
I like to see life as tough
I'm like the mailmans machine
I like to wipe the lens clean
I like the color that's green
When you don't know what I mean

and she was labelled a prude
but I just think that she's pure
I doubt that sad attitude
am I sure? I am not sure.
She said she didn't want it on that spot
but it's just what she got
she's not at all dirty
she's way too perty
and she was labelled a prude
but I just think that she's pure
I doubt that sad attitude
am I sure? I am not sure.
She said she didn't want it on that spot
but it's just what she got
I'm the one that's dirty
I am not thirty

And so it explodes in the time of another one
and consequences interesting? No, but it can be fun
I'm on good behavior
out on good behavior...

She wants a man who can fuck
and yeah, she thinks she's a freak
if it's all true I'm in luck
yeah toungue in cheeck, toungue in cheek
and she was labelled a prude
but I just think that she's pure
I doubt that sad attitude
am I sure? I am not sure.

THE FIELD

I've been to a field all lush and green
and I have been upon that scene
with a breeze that sways
and a thought that strays
but lately the wind hasn't blown
and the green of the grass hasn't shown
won't you come with me, come with me, o'
won't you come with me, come with me, o'
to the field...

I've been to a place of pain and grief
I stood in that field with disbelief
'cause the grass is dead
and the leaves turned red
and this was once that lovely field
it hides, yet unto me it yields
won't you come with me, come with me, o'
won't you come with me, come with me, o'
to the field...

well this fields getting old
and the ground's getting dry
and the wind's getting cold
but this field's still mine

I looked at a field of intellect and youth
I walked to that field 'cause I wanted proof
'cause it still had warmth
it still had vigor
and I've lost my warmth
I've lost my vigor
and I'm still on this dying field
and I still hide behind this shield
and I trust in the skills you wield
I'm hoping that your lips aren't sealed
won't you help me to, help me to grow
won't you help me to, help me to grow
with my field...

SUREFIRE

Propulsion from the surface, breaking me free
biting her nails becoming nervous, she's losing me
I never thought I'd ever gain this opportunity
I never thought I'd leave her how I hoped shed never be

My gravity is not strong enough
to hold me together
the pieces that break off
drifting out of orbit
colliding with my satelites
disabling communications
blocking out the stars tonight
the view outward is patience

The world created the world, the world inside, a universe I try to hide
the world I've faded feels like it's died, this universe which has no pride
a worlds obsession, the worlds excuse, a universe of self abuse
the worlds impression is of no use, this universe in it's own ruse

My gravity is not strong enough
to pull her in to me
this piece that's breaking off
drifting out of range
becomes another satelite
becomes another star tonight
another one caught in midflight
but I can't say a thing for sure

Twisting (slowly up the walk I wanna get this over quickly) back into the sky
subject to atmospheric highs
in spite of this I cannot fly
the innocence subject to lies
becomes another satelite
becomes another star tonight
another one caught in midflight
but I can't say a thing for sure

STRANGLEHOLD BUFFET

I tried to sample your buffet
I stood in line for your gourmet
I tried to reason why to stay
instead, it was a wasted day.
If I had time I'd waste it all
on writing books at shopping malls
where gathered are the shattered dolls
ignore their cracks and make their calls.

And if I stepped onto your boat,
I'd sink it with too many quotes
that you'll tune out as you cast votes
for those who'll turn your sea to moats.
The kingdoms rise as I collapse
in time with all the speeding taps
increasing speed no time for naps,
so pretty soon there'll be no gaps (but plenty of Abercombie to go around).

You've got a hold on me
with your society.
You've got a strangling clamp,
the indisputed champ.
Put so much in that grip
I'd hate to watch you slip
but some day I'll slip through
reverse that hold to you.

The foods locked up so now we pay
a worthy price for the one right way.
If there's not comfort, lets all pray
and settle in at this buffet.

You've got a hold on me
with your society.
You've got a strangling clamp,
the indisputed champ.
Put so much in that grip
I'd hate to watch you slip
but some day I'll slip through
reverse that hold to you.

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