ATTN:: Does anyone want to buy PS Eliot records? I have a few copies left of Sadie and Introverted Romance! Email us at swearin.band@gmail.com if you’re interested and I can give you more details!! Thanksssss
The last PS Eliot shows are tonight in Brooklyn and Death by Audio and tomorrow night at The Alamo in New Brunswick. Swearin’ is playing tomorrow too so come if you’re around. We’ll probably all cry and drink too much.
Sooo these are the lyrics to the songs I sing. I wrote the words to all but Irrational and Subterranean. Those we’re written by my sister, Katie. I’ll post the lyrics to Crashin once I get them from Kyle.
Irrational:
We’ve got problems/yeah I’ve got my share
Panic and Privilege/ senses to impair
and I left you there for good/ just like I told you that I would
count to ten in stagnant streetlight/ you can drag me as far as you’d like
but you can’t make me love you back/ and you can’t make me react
and this quandry that we create/you can exhale or suffocate
and in text books/dictionaries/its described as Irrational
my volition now resolutes/ stab at upset I won’t let you
and what we did on the night we met is now something that I regret
when it boils down to tiny vices you were left to your own devices
you chronically cross the line/and our petulance is intertwined
but you won’t win, its not a game/and aggression is spread in shame
and in old songs/ friends advice/ its described as Irrational
Kenosha:
Place me precariously/ skinned knee/ I want to leave
you’re a figment/ you’re damn near malignant/ a dog tracking mud on the floor
black spine/ what’s yours becomes mine/ yawning or you’re breathing heavy
you’re flighty/ you are stuck inside of me and I got a whole lot to say
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there
Invasive/ I’m losing my patience/ see yourself on a TV screen or in magazines
I’d buy you a drink if I thought you were worth it or had a redeeming quality
Swinging from a double-henge/ meet up with your friends from college/
and think about me when you see her/ but I’ll be in Milwaukee on the last day of the summer.
Subterranean:
We are vast/ white linen, sky above
your voice carries/my ears just ring
over again I nest on blank paper/ your voice carries and I can’t think
content/reading lips/ you eject/ and I desist in cold blood/cold kiss
virile static/ my thoughts are dripping wet/
admitted praise or an electric shock/ over again I nest on the hardwood floor and my bare skull is hard as a rock
content/nodding heads your boundless and I’m braindead/ you glorify/ go ahead
we meet up in big cement swimming pools/ but I plug up both of my ears/ we are vast white linen, sky above
dead leaves at bottom/ I’ll just lie here
Snag:
Chronically deplete me/ Coffee to wake up, beer to go to sleep/live your life fraudulently/ while i move quickly/ I move cleverly
Snag it now/ you’re wretched and proud/ count me out
Abstain from coming down/ while I sleep on floors to get out of this town/ I will move transcendentally/ forget all about you and forget this place
say you love me/ can’t see straight/ while I go to work to go on a break
What a Dump:
Black coffee/ flake off your rough hands/hide out/ sweeping pennies in to dust pans/ I feel vulgar/ I feel like I’m in heat when I’m terrified of walking down/ my own street
I will holler and I will shake/ but I could never retaliate/ in a manner that would equate/ your wrong with my hate
One of my sisters’ thinks I’m self-estranged/ the other thinks I’m mean like a snake and I’ll never change/ I think its plain but could you blame me/ living in this shitty stuck-up city
Being pretty is infinite/ but being angry is real important/ and I will die before I’ll give in
Run away, run away, you better run away




