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The Real Me  

Swallow    

Godless America  

This man   

 

home

Chains

Coal

Crashlanding

Daisy

Dopefly

Falling down

I’m still alive

Inline

Insectbox

Killing time

Kwik shop kommando

Licking dirt

Nothing’s fine

One in the chamber

Undo

When I lost you I lost myself

 

 

home

 

 

CHAINS

 

Nine to five…you’re just

Getting by…

Your whole life’s just a

Daily grind

(It goes) on and on, again

You’re not alone

 

Overtime…just to

Stay alive…so you

Can retire right

before you die

(It goes) on and on, again

You’re not alone

 

I hear your chains rattling

 

A political staredown

Slowly murders another town

(it goes) on and on, again

you’re not alone

 

I hear your chains rattling

 

It shouldn’t have to be this way

We’re only digging our own graves

Digging our own graves

I hear your chains rattling

 

 

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CIRCUS OF ANTI LIFE

 

step right up and feast your eyes

upon the freaks, we keep inside

it’s no illusion, these monsters are real

they’re buried inside you, the sickness you feel

 

in cage number one, the girl next door

addicted to meth, and learning to whore

and in this cage our middleclass everyman

chewing the fingers off of his own hand

 

you live your life

for something

you live you die

for nothing

 

welcome to the circus of anti life

 

in this tiny cage, a family of four

daddy smacks her around, but she comes back for more

the politicians are kept in a cell, bolted shut

feeding on each other’s oversized gut

 

 

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CRASHLANDING

 

I questioned god-questioned my mind-I questioned love-I questioned time-and all I found was I’m not sure-just what it is I’m looking for

 

And I’m so tired of wanting more -I’m getting high and falling short-there must be something that I missed-there must be more to life than this

 

I laughed at god-altered my mind-perverted love- and turned back time-and all I found-what I believe-makes sense to noone else but me

 

And I’m so tired of wanting more -I’m getting high and falling short-there must be something that I missed-there must be more to life than this

 

For all I try-these wings won’t fly-I just come crashing down again

 

 

 

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Daisy

 

Lick the stale whipped cream off of my face-belch but keep the vodka in it’s place-can anyone tell me-whatever happened to me?

 

Hop and wave and make the children laugh-turn around and take it up the ass-can anyone tell me-whatever happened to me?

 

This painted smile-just wipes away-it’s not funny anymore

 

Splinter my shins as I hump the pole-a pink umbrella and a tight rope-can anyone tell me-whatever happened to me?

 

A pretty target painted on the ground-children screaming as I hurtle down-can anyone tell me-whatever happened to me?

 

This painted smile-just wipes away-it’s not funny anymore

 

Turn around and take it up the ass

 

This painted smile-just wipes away-it’s not funny anymore

 

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Dopefly

 

Puke each time you land-swat you with my hand-circle and come back-get your own

 

It’s only the waste of my waste

 

Dopefly

Blow by

Dope fly

 

Smell the greener grass-invite yourself to crash-junkie with no class-get your own

 

It’s only the waste of my waste

 

Dopefly

Blow by

Dope fly

 

 

You’re buzzing around and around and around and around my head

 

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Falling down

 

Inhale-exhale-and wipe the sweat from my face

Pushed down-forced out-like a child that’s fallen from grace

 

Horns honking pagers beeping cell phones so deafening

 

Look out I’m falling-down

 

I drink-I think-as I slide the shells into place

Pushed down-forced out-like an angel that’s fallen from grace

 

Horns honking pagers beeping cell phones so deafening

 

Look out I’m falling-down

 

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I’m still alive

 

Memories of darker yesterdays

Angry child trying to numb the pain

Social misfit always stereotyped

Misunderstood and criticized

 

Pre:

All I know is I’m still alive

 

Chorus:

So many times that I thought I was dead

I’m still alive

So many times that I wished I was dead

I’m still alive

 

Promises injected ritually

Lies that only fuel hostility

Fear and hate so easily confused

Fists of authority so often abused

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In line

 

Tell me now Who should you be?

Tell me now What should you dream?

What you see On mTV

Is All the brains you’ll ever need

 

Empty eyes in empty head

Get back in line

Bow your head down to the trend

Get back in line

 

You talk the talk you walk the walk

I do what I can with what I got

 

Tell me now who should I be

Tell me now what should I dream

All I see on my tv

Is manufactured personality

 

You talk the talk you walk the walk

I do what I can with what I got

 

Monkey see, monkey do

So blind to how he’s being used

 

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INSECTBOX

 

BREATHING FLIES UP MY NOSE AS I SQUIRM

(MY HEAD’S A) PARASITE FARM AND I’M FEEDING THE WORM

STARVING WITH COCKROACHES CHEWING MY GUMS

JAMMING BEES IN MY EARS WITH MY THUMBS

 

AND WHEN THE LIGHT FINDS A WAY TO SHINE

They swarm to smother it and slowly die

And as the bodies pile up I’m blind

 

TRAPPED IN THIS INSECT BOX

I SCREAM BUT IT NEVER STOPS

TRAPPED IN THIS INSECT BOX

All is lost

All is lost

 

The mosquitoes are knocking but nobody’s home

The leeches already sucked me down to the bone

I can’t get the cricket chirping out of my head

The maggots will have a feast when I’m dead

 

We’re all headless

I can’t win this fight against myself

The praying mantis just woke up headless

We’re all headless

 

 

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Killing time

 

Little fragments of what used to be my memory

Blurry faces that --flicker by and laugh at me

Decaying fingers scratch --at the darkness, cold and hard

The little voices in my head telling me where you are

 

I’m coming home-coming home tonight

I’m coming home-tonight

 

I should be somewhere else, not buried deep down under here

Minutes are years, I think I hear your footsteps drawing near

Come to pay respects, --in your new black overcoat

Won’t you be surprised when I crawl out and grab your throat?

 

I’m coming home- coming home tonight

I’m coming home-tonight

 

When the full moon kisses the sky

My rotting bones come back to life

One thought burning in my half-dead mind

It’s killing time

 

Do you recognize me, underneath this rotting skin?

You’ll scream my name a hundred times before I sleep again

 

I’m coming home- coming home tonight

I’m coming home-tonight

 

When the full moon kisses the sky

My rotting bones come back to life

One thought burning in my half-dead mind

It’s killing time

 

 

 

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Kwik shop commando

 

 

Ransack the aisles for some handy-size suicide pills

My losing ticket scrunched up in my sweaty hand

My lost dollar, my last good nerve, need a twinkie rush

I feel my car keys jingle in my sweaty hand

 

I’m a

Kwik shop commando And I Just lost the lotto So I Slam down a bottle And I Open full throttle Head on

 

Staredown the cashier hiding in a cage of bulletproof glass

The line behind me growing restless, I’m surreal

One-stop zombie, kamikaze pilot on four wheels

Neon lights shatter, my ears bleeding from the tire squeal

 

I’m a

Kwik shop commando And I Just lost the lotto So I Slam down a bottle And I Open full throttle Head on

 

Slushees and corndogs-porno magazines and candybars-condoms and anti freeze-fuzzy pink dice that you can hang in the car

 

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licking dirt

 

how many reasons do you need

to kick that addiction

every promise you make to yourself

forgotten in an instant

 

you talk out your ass about changing your ways

stuff your fat face with a chunk of decay

count your days

 

bow down

lick ground

the dirt is all that you’re worth

 

chorus:

the grass looks greener on the other side

everyday for the rest of your life

are you living or just getting by?

the grass looks greener when you’re getting high

why can’t you seem to recall

how you lived without it

your head is a mess and you whine

like a bitch shut up and do something about it

 

 

 

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limit

 

suffocation

the price of…isolation

critical…to excess

for perfection

i push the limit

 

pre:

i found that fate’s an empty word

nothing fought for nothing gained

 

chor:

i

i got no sympathy

for the man who lives life on his knees

i

got no time to heed

your ass kiss social ladder policy

 

motives questioned

failure reeks…of irony

truth is power…to the driven

the will to fight it

to push the limit

 

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NOTHING’S FINE

 

I killed the mailman yesterday

We had our words

He couldn’t be trusted

I blew him away

 

The little girls with the cookies

Don’t come here no more-I scared them away

But just to be safe

I boobytrapped the door

 

Pre:

Nobody’s fooling me

It’s all a deceit

 

Chor:

Nothing’s fine

Nothing’s fine

Sedate me, say

Everything’s allright

But I’m not blind

Everything’s a lie

Everything’s a lie

Everything’s a lie

 

I’m dropping out of therapy

It never worked

They said I was crazy

I disagreed

 

The men with the badges

Are kicking down the door

Everyone hates me, but that’s OK

I hate them more

Pre

chor

 

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One in the chamber

 

 

Every minute of every day

The fist in my head keeps pounding away

The bullshit you do, and the bullshit you say

Is fuel for the fire that burns in my brain

 

You’re digging under my skin

 

Chorus:

I walk with one in the chamber

I walk with one in the chamber

I walk with one in the chamber

I walk

 

Living a lie you push in my face

The fist in my head says to blow you away

Your corporate gods and shameless greed

Are reason enough to make you bleed

 

You’re digging under my skin

 

Chorus:

I walk with one in the chamber

I walk with one in the chamber

I walk with one in the chamber

I walk

 

 

 

 

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swallow

 

THIN STREAMS OF WATER silhouetted BY THE DASHBOARD LIGHTS

FLICKERING HIGH BEAMS BARELY PENETRATE THE LIQUID NIGHT

THE AIR’S ALLREADY THIN AS I LIGHT UP A CIGARETTE

THE COLDNESS CREEPING IN, MY HEAD IS CRACKED, MY BRAIN IS WET

 

COLDER

BLACKER

Than death itself

 

Swallow me down

Swallow me down

I want to drown inside you

Swallow me down

 

The power flickers once or twice before it finally dies

My legs are growing numb, the coldness crawling up my spine

The pressure’s sealed my grave, now there’s no turning back

They’ll never find me here, swallowed by the river black

 

Colder

Blacker

Than death itself

 

Swallow me down

Swallow me down

I want to drown inside you

Swallow me down

 

 

 

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This man

 

This man is a wolverine in a petting zoo

This man is sick to death of feeling used

This man is tired of the games you play

This man will never, ever go away

 

It’s my life

It’s my mind

It’s my life

It’s my time

 

I don’t need anyone to tell me who I am

I’ll bow my head to no one

The child you lied to has grown into a man

This man

 

This man is the seed of doubt sown in your head

This man is a hornet caught within your web

This man is sick of how you bleed me dry

This man is setting fire to your sky

 

 

 

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Undo

 

If you could take back something you said

Why won’t you

If you could undo something you did

Why won’t you

 

 

How many bridges will you burn before

You learn it’s easy

Pull your foot out of your mouth and

Say what you mean, it’s easy

 

Pride

It doesn’t have to be terminal

 

If you could free your mind from regret

Would you

If you could ask someone to forgive

Would you

 

How many bridges will you burn before

You learn it’s easy

Pull your foot out of your mouth and

Say what you mean, it’s easy

 

Pride

It doesn’t have to be terminal

 

The crow flies into the sun and burns it’s

Tongue to spite it’s own face

 

How many bridges will you burn

Before you learn to shut your mouth

 

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When I lost you I lost myself

 

every breath I took for granted

Every call that went unanswered

Every tear I wiped away

All the things I didn’t say

 

Pre:

I’ve fallen

Now I’m crawling

Back again

Back again

 

Chorus:

When I lost you I lost myself

 

For every smile I had to sell

And every dream I shot to hell

Every chance I smoked away

All the things I could’ve changed

 

Pre:

I’ve fallen

Now I’m crawling

Back again

Back again

 

Chorus:

When I lost you I lost myself

 

 

 

 

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The Real Me

 

I walk like a man

I dream with my hands

fire on my breath

rebellion on my lips

 

defiant to your god

the opposition to your laws

you thought i didn't count

but i'm back to take you down

 

pre:

Noone can change me now

i've had years to grind the blade

noone can hold me down

cause i'm back from the grave

 

chorus:

this is who i am

this is what i wanna be

this is who i am

this is the real me

 

the scars on my skin

refect the storm within

the demon in my mind

lurks behind my eyes

 

the noise in my head

is enough to wake the dead

i've grown to love the sound

it's like a wall crashing down

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Godless America

I see through your holy fraud

i see through you pretend god

fuck you and your list of sins

fuck you it's my life to live

 

i dream

i dream

i dream of a godless america

i dream

i dream

i dream of a godless america

 

i don't need your self-righteous prayer

i don't fear  your hells despair

no angels, no heaven, no satan, no hell

for once in your life think for yourself

 

i dream

i dream

i dream of a godless america

i dream

i dream

i dream of a godless america

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Words and Music written by Derek Neibarger, unless otherwise noted.   Demo cd backups by Paul and Steeven.

copyright 1999, 2000, 2001 Noise Carnival.    bongsmi.gif (2185 bytes)    Demo recorded by John Evans @ Guttersnipe Studio 3.18.01