Cataloging Candy's Demise

from Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Trashcan

Credits

Written by Ryan Walsh, © 2008 Reverse The Tape Decks (ASCAP)

Lyrics

built by science “the dysphemic alliance”
we're pumping iron down by the pier
and we're trimming the fuses on these daily abuses
there's nobody sober left to steer
we went down with intentions to climb
the eighty foot memorial pine
hey who blew the roof off?
c'mon get your boots on
we're cataloging Candy's demise

the concierge signals it seems we have a single
are you decent with a map and a flask?
I found my room and then hallucinated you
it's so useless if you have to ask
where I got this punch in the mouth
he tells the joke about the pole in the south
we were perfect and passed out when she
finally got her shout out
we're cataloging candy's demise

asleep at the spiel we tried so hard to feel
until amnesia caught us unawares
we were pulling from a pill box
when we ran into the Statie
and he brought us all in on a whim
fingerprinted but not afraid
we told the guys we were back from the grave
every moment in my life
is crawling back tonight
cataloging candy's demise

sawed off sneakers
my lifeblood in a beaker
it's so groovy when you use ESP
but frankly Rudy your brother's out of juvie
so you gotta go buy him some weed
we were absolutely upside down
when candy's sister rolled back into town
c'mon with the sportscoat
polish up the row boat
we're cataloging candy's demise
hey who blew the roof off?
c'mon get your boots on
we're cataloging candy's demise
we were perfect and passed out when she
finally got her shout out
we're cataloging candy's demise