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Beardfish: "The Sane Day" – 2005

энциклопедия: Beardfish

Состав группы:

  • Rikard Sjöblom – вокал, клавишные
  • David Zackrinsson – гитара
  • Robert Hansen – бас
  • Magnus Östgren – ударные

Beardfish: "The Sane Day" – 2005

Композиции:

  1. A Love Story
  2. The Sun Is The Devil
  3. Mudhill
  4. (Dwight) The Gooberville Ballrom Dancer
  5. Igloo On Two
  6. Tall Tales
  7. The Basic Blues
  8. The Summit
  9. The Sane Day
  10. The Blue Moon
  11. Do You Remember Fun Mom
  12. Return To Mudhill
  13. The Waiting Room
  14. Miss Gooberville
  15. Mystique Of The Beauty Queen
  16. Love Revisited
  17. Ask Someone Who Knows
  18. Now
  19. The Reason Of Construction And/Or Building A Pyramid

Лирика

1. A Love Story

The Boy: "So girl, why? Why the long and tired face?
All work and haste? Yeah – life has a sour taste!"

The Girl: "We're three floors up with the living rooms flickering light,
and it is night for real, it's surreal
I've got no signs of sleep and yet the clock is showing 3 am, and it's always the same when I feel restless
I want to split these shifts, divide them into night and day,
if that's ok, coz I think I've had enough

So soothe me and I'll give you anything for the relief of sleep!"

The Boy: "Zappa sounds nice, "Apostrophe" then "Grand Wazoo"
My happy thoughts are seldom true, but they're painless"

The Girl: "Sigh then cry, when nothing really comes out right
And it's without a fight that my steps, they feel too light
Outside the sky is a cloudy maze
And the rain falls heavy on my naked face
So I dream of us, and we live in the pacific blue
Where there's coconuts for both me and you..."

The Girl: "I'm only one short minute away from breaking!
I Love the lies we love to tell
But I feel sick by the mere smell of
You, I think I've reached the point of no return
I JUST DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE..."

The Girl: "I'll pack my things and then be out of here tomorrow night,
I'm in this crazy state of mind, but I feel alright"

The Boy: "But please, kiss me once more! Don't leave, please stay, I love you so
Can't we talk this out, you CAN'T just go!"

The Girl: "Goddamn, oh man, don't be such an ass!
All good things we know in life must pass"

The Boy: "But our history! Ah, well we go way back wh..."

The Girl:"...oh please, give me a break!
I'm leaving now, to stay would be to fake!"

The Boy: "I can't realize she's gone
Our lives together had just begun
Maybe I should just lay down and die
This must be some kind of dream and maybe I will wake up if I scream...

Seasons change, we rearrange the time we spend, we almost never see each other anymore,
it's easy to avoid when there's a scheme to follow, you seem hollow, life has sucked the life out of you...

Oh dear! Are you really here?

Musky smells and wedding bells, make my tea then sit close with me in this couch, I understand what's wrong, but
there's nothing to put my finger on your shoulder, I want to hold her, I still love her though I'm so tired

Oh dear! Is death anywhere near?

Oh, I love you so much my darling...if you come back to me, strolling right in here with your sunshine of a smile on
your face, I would...I mean...I didn't mean to be such a lazy fool, you know I... I just love you too much... If you
come to me I promise we will go out to a fancy restaurant, I'll buy of course I'll buy! I will bring you flowers
everyday and I will DO THE DISHES if you... so you can rest and just relax...I will never beg for sex...no never...I
will always put you first...you're my NUMBER ONE...you know that darling, baby! The love of my life...there's no one
else... I love you so MUCH – if you don't come back to me I think I'm gonna die!

2. The Sun Is The Devil

He tends to walk wearing protective extra skin
the city's violent nakedness comes from within
a boiling lava-bulb, the core that sees them all
It might decide to ease their fate and watch them fall...

...like shells to the ground

...like shells to the ground

He sees them through, he tries to be one with the bulb
And though the body-condom stretches it can be quite hard to
See everything clearly, there's a plastic wall between
Him and the world, everyone is killed, they fall...

...like shells to the ground

...like shells to the ground

Morning comes
Like the moon
He goes to sleep
wrapped in plastic

The sun is the devil
And the devil is in the bulb

3. Mudhill

Relax mommy,
We're climbing this mud hill
Just going up to go down
And down we go...
Then up again
It's good fun – for everyone

Relax mommy,
We're going down the mud hill
Rain makes the mud so soft
It's harmless fun
Please let us go!
The mud's so soft

We can skip, we can jump
Sliding down this pile of dirt
It's just fun, it's a race
You should never loose your face
Even if you're the last one down

We will run up the hill
First one there will win for sure
Then we'll throw ourselves down
Almost every kid in town
Screaming loud as the sun goes down

Relax mommy,
We're just climbing this mud hill
Just going up to go down
And down we go...
Then up again
It's just good fun (do you remember fun, mom?)
for everyone

4. (Dwight) The Gooberville Ballrom Dancer

He was a filthy motherfucker by the name of Dwight
He only bathed?bout once a year, he didn't smell alright
His father was a drunken bastard, couldn't do things right
His mother died while she was giving birth, when she saw her Dwight

He had the great ambition to be one who girls would adore
And if he could have the chance to flourish in a wild romance...

...He could be a fraud or a fake just like those guys on TV

Dwight thought about it for a while and then it occurred to him, all he had to do to be popular in Gooberville, the
place where he lived, was to come up with something he was really good at. The problem was that the only thing he'd
ever been remotely interested by in his youth was ballroom dancing, and that ain't too cool. But if I could find a way,
he thought, to combine the ballroom dancing with the fearsome attitude of more present day youth activities...

...I could be the king of a generation lost in a daze
Salsa, cha-cha, pasodoble blended in the hardcore pace

He could dance it all – he would never fall
Women by his side – rhymin', going wild
HE WOULD TAKE 'EM ALL

He took all the money he had saved, sold his comic books too
Bought a baby-blue custom-made gabardine-suite with "matching" turkoise dancing-shoes
He took a shower at least once a week, and now he smelled awright
His mother really would be proud of him, if she could see her Dwight

Then it was time to show Gooberville what talent Dwight had concealed
Who would have thought that smelly brat could pull off such sex appeal

He was now the king of the floor and no one could match his moves (O-oh shug-a-lug)
All except the lovely Eve, dressed in silk with natural gloom (O-oh shug-a-lug)

They pulled off a stunt – sliding?cross the floor
He could feel her breasts & her eyes wanted more
HE WOULD TAKE HER HOME... And then slide her knickers down...

Who would have thought that such a man could do such a thing?
"What is it, afrodisiak or something?"
Who would have thought that women lined up by his door to ask him out to the dance floor?
"Would you go with me to the dance this Friday?" "Nah, maybe next week, alright sweetie!"

THE SEXUAL EXPERTS UNIFIED OPINION:
It is now established that the reason Dwight has luck with ladies is clam-extract vaporizing from his greasy hair! And
all the professors say;
"This is a damn miracle we must take him in here and run some tests!"

DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'RE A FRAUD JUST LIKE THOSE GUYS WHO'RE UPTIGHT
YOU COULD BE A JERK OR A NERD JUST LIKE THAT GOOBERVILLE-DWIGHT
AND HE'S ALRIGHT, YES HE IS!

He was a filthy motherfucker by the name of Dwight
He was a filthy motherfucker, now he is alright

5. Igloo On Two

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6. Tall Tales

He was remembered by the tall tale he told me
How he'd sailed the seven seas and back again
For the record I was easy to persuade
But when mystic creatures entered in I said:
"Hey, no chance that you'd be telling me lies now?"
He just shook his head and told me "oh, no
I met creatures that would make your toes curl
Men with two heads just like men with no head at all"

I felt cold chills down my spine
His voice echoed in my mind

"There's no reason to fear the world
When you know all the stories are true
And if the man on the high horse is a puppet
Could he not be controlled by you?"

I found Ellinor the witch in a bottle
How she got inside is still a mystery
all her fairies worked so hard to free her
she was always thin when a bit afraid
You see this pipe that I fill and smoke?
In the bending glass it looked like burning wood
So right under her small glass cage I stood
Smoked my pipe, then heard a scream and a mysterious noise

I felt cold chills down my spine
Her voice echoed in my mind

7. The Basic Blues

Can you catch me when I fall, my love?
In this dance of lust, I must know who I can
Trust, but must we use these ancient words
To describe something as ungraspable as love?
In this song that you may sing, you will forget something
Tied to an old remark; someone said "there is no spark"
It's weird, though we're free,
to feel chained by expectations of how we should be
In my room you can let go and dream
Sleep 'til the day is done, night time is what we have won
It's ours, lush and dark
And your voice has it's spark

I Can't tell you why I feel this way
A poor misguided fool, dropped into the magma pool
Reincarnation of a broken soul
On a quest towards what besides a distant goal
In this song that I may sing, they analyze something
Bitterness in my voice makes them say I have no choice
This pain comes from inside
Containing all I must hide
But in my room I can let go and dream
Sleep 'til the day is done, night time is what I have won
It's mine, lush and dark
And my voice has its spark

I wanna go – (so let go...)

The dream I know of sleeps above and beyond the city walls
I scan with my searching eyes along the cobble stone
My wings are strong and they can carry you too, my love
Let's leave our worries here and fly

8. The Summit

Are we sleeping in the shadows of life?
Is a past of shady photographs a past of lies?
The sun that rise to kiss the skies...
What I wouldn't give to see it with new eyes

And then what?
Standing at the summit of a hill
When the mountain is the thrill
Makes me so sad...

Cold and dark, forgetting what it feels like, to hold and to be held
But she can't hide emotions, her tears are never far away
She is hammered by a legacy, long since dead
Thinks the monster won't return once it's been fed

And then what?
When the mountain is a hill
Once you're drained of all your skill
You fly away?

You left us here to remember
The scented touch of love
Drunk and disillusioned
I stand before you now

I can't take this world for what it is
There's nothing left to find
Friends and lovers, are you all
misprinted in my mind?

9. The Sane Day

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10. The Blue Moon

The Blue Moon
Holding a straight line
Cruising like a fungus through time
And to define it all
I would have to know them better
The creatures of my mind
How can one escape his own mind?

A Blue Moon
In presence of red wine
Hiding in its gown a disgrace
But in it's face
You can see the marks of living
Harrowed by the light
How did it start, why must we fight?

Lying still in the cool, green grass on this summer night
The pale grey moon turning blue on me in a strange delight, lush and bright

A Blue Moon
Holding a straight line
Cruising like a fungus through time
And to define it all
I would have to know them better
The creatures of my mind
How can one escape his own mind?

Hiding here in the quiet night, with my goblins twisting and turning
The big blue moon shifting colours now, yellow and burning
Lush and bright

11. Do You Remember Fun Mom

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12. Return To Mudhill

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13. The Waiting Room

Touch my tired face with your hands and with your eyes
Look and see my soul, waiting, still waiting to rise
Feels like something's holding me down
And how I long to break this cage and see the sun

Funny, right my friend – that we feel the same damn thing
Going nowhere fast by the sharing of one wing
Feels like something's holding us down
And how I long to break this cage and see the sun

Walk across the room
To reach the door
That leads outside

Sky... Stars

Listen to the wind
The living sounds
The crying trees

Smoke...Steam

Once again it?s there
The pale white light
The city night

Eyes... Lies

But in this regid womb
Where all is good
You have your will

Seem to be a fact that we're trapped, stuck on our way
Though our future plans and ideas are not that grey
Still what can we do about the hand holding us down?
Let's break this cage and see the sun

14. Miss Gooberville

Ladies and gentlemen
May I present to you the lovely Eve of Eden – Miss Gooberville!

"Thank you"

She will be competing in the state finals of Mississippi on this summer
So please join me for a round of applause!

15. Mystique Of The Beauty Queen

So, what if I wont go
To the show
Will they know
That I'm not a Princess – like they thought – just faked – like a facade
I, think I've lost my glow
I can't go
But I know
That the show
Will go on anyway, no way!

THIS IS MY CHANCE AND I'M NOT GONNA FAIL!

This is the mystique of the queen
She is never in between both good and bad, it's the prize you must pay
To lead a life in glamour, champagne on ice, nothing in her eyes but the mild and tempered
Smile that seem polite, it's a fight, she can never loose her face, all eyes are watching they know of her grace, flash
of a camera,no reaction but the mild and tempered smile, monotonic style

16. Love Revisited

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17. Ask Someone Who Knows

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18. Now

Now, now when the time has come
A shape of a past has begun
To form in a motion of sight and sound
The tone still lingers in your head
It's with you when you go to bed
A dream made you feel wide awake yesterday
Been patient enough to a lie
While awaiting the truth to arrive
You know what the doctor prescribed was sleep
You've drawn up the pictures of hell
And I've told all the fortunes to tell
I believe it is time to withdraw
and stand my ground

Time is old and twisted now
Trying to get through somehow
Making up a pattern, almost true...
...the shape of you

It's me you dream of when you're scared
And I know that it's the strangest thing
Assuming all is plain and simple, stars that twinkle
They twinkle light

So now that you're on your own
The season to cry has begun
Still you're the one who is perfectly calm
You walk in the garden you know
Your hands alone have planted this earth
They've nurtured the seeds that will grow to life
A life underneath and above
The surface tells you that it's grown
The love that you carry is a burden you wear alone
No room for a sunray to light
All the darkness that you wish to fight
It kills you and lets you revive each night

19. The Reason Of Construction And/Or Building A Pyramid

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