Elliott Smith - Figure 8 Tue, 10 Oct 2000 12:02:12 +0200 "Gunnar Hedlund" "Hans Settler" Thanks to Gunnar!!! @ARTIST: Elliott Smith @ALBUM: Figure 8 1. Son Of Sam 2. Somebody That I Used To Know 3. Junk Bond Trader 4. Everything Reminds Me Of Her 5. Everything Means Nothing To Me 6. La 7. In The Lost And Found (Honky Bach) 8. Stupidity Tries 9. Easy Way Out 10. Wouldn't Mama Be Proud ? 11. Color Bars 12. Happiness 13. Pretty Mary K 14. I Better Be Quiet Now 15. Can't Make A Sound 16. Bye @SONG: Son Of Sam something's happening, don't speak too soon I told the boss off and made my move got nowhere to go son of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mind the couple killer each and every time I'm not uncomfortable, feeling weird long leeved options disappear but I know what to do son of Sam, son of a doctor's touch, a nurse's love acting under orders from above king for a day son of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mind the couple killer running out of time Shiva opens her arms now to make sure I don't get too far I may talk in my sleep tonight 'cause I don't know what I am I'm a little like you, more like son of Sam @SONG: Somebody That I Used To Know I had tender feelings you made hard but it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred so when I go home I'll be happy to go you're just somebody that I used to know you don't need my help anymore it's all now to you, there ain't no before now that you're big enough to run your own show you're just somebody that I used to know I watched you deal in a dying day and throw a living past away so you can be sure that you're in control you're just somebody that I used to know I know you don't think you did me wrong and I can't stay this mad for long keeping ahold of what you just let go you're just somebody that I used to know @SONG: Junk Bond Trader the imitation picks you up like a habit writing in the glow of the TV's static taking out the trash to the man give the people something they understand a stickman flashing a fine line smile junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a style rich man in a poor man's clothes the permanent installment of the daily dose and you tell off when you tell it like it is your world's no wider than your hatred of his checking into a small reality boring as a drug you take too regularly the athlete's laugh, the broken crutch the first true love that folded at the slightest touch brought down like an old hotel people digging through the rubble for things they can resell happy holidays, said sick savior the leaving love I still favour I won't take your medicine I don't need a remedy to be everything I'm supposed to be I don't want nobody else I can do it by myself we're meant to be together now I'm a policeman directing traffic keeping everything moving, everything static I'm the hitchhiker you'll recognize passing on your way to some everlasting better sell it while you can ... @SONG: Everything Reminds Me Of Her I never really had a problem because of leaving but everything reminds me of her this evening so if I seem a little out of it, sorry but why should I lie everything reminds me of her the spin of the earth impaled a silhouette of the sun on the steeple and I gotta hear the same sermon all the time now from you people why are you staring into outer space crying just because you came across it and lost it everything reminds me of her ... @SONG: Everything Means Nothing To Me someone found the future as a statue in a fountain at attention looking backward in a pool of water wishes with a blue songbird on his shoulder who keeps singing over everything everything means nothing to me ... I picked up the song and found my picture in the paper the reflection in the water showed an iron man still trying to salute people from a time when he was everything he's supposed to be everything means nothing to me ... @SONG: La the gentleman's in the lane spinning his hat on a cane stepping out, out for a change good morning all, it's a beautiful day the general's are winning a war seemed suicidal before you come along, now I'll protect you long as you stay la, morning had to come I'd be walking in the sun living in the day but last night I was about to throw it all away if patience started a band I'd be her biggest fan look at me, I'm talking to you I don't want the lead in your play the star's just a part of the scene the gentleman in green paying off out on the street I can't go home, it's not on my way la, things I'd never done, cars parked in the sun living in the day but last night I was about to throw it all away last night I was about to throw it all away ... @SONG: In The Lost And Found (Honky Bach) he held his breath to hold your hand to walk the stairsteps in pairs climbing up the slippery slope I'm in love, love I hope don't go home Angelina stay with me hanging around in the lost and found kissed you quick, feeling weird lonely leeved and disappeared this is such a simple place passing time can't erase don't go home Angelina paint tomorrow blue day breaks and every morning when he wakes he thinks of you I'm alone, that's okay I dont mind most of the time I dont feel afraid to die she was here passing by don't go home Angelina stay with me hanging around in the lost and found stay with me hanging around in the lost and found @SONG: Stupidity Tries got a foot in the door God knows what for and he'll cut me down to size stupidity tries everything here is free everything but you and me this painting never dries stupidity tries Savannah shoulder raised a cheer coloring the sky with ash because they found some privateer to sail across the sea of trash the enemy is within don't confuse me with him the truth is otherwise stupidity tries and so I go from floor to floor looking for a port of call another drunk conquistador conquering the governor's ball I couldn't think of a thing that I hope tomorrow brings ooh what a surprise stupidity tries @SONG: Easy Way Out you'll take advantage 'til you think you're being used 'cause without an enemy your anger gets confused I got stuck on the side you know I never chose but it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose there's no escape for you except in someone else although you've already disappeared within yourself the invisible man who's always changing clothes it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose while I watch you making mistakes I wish you luck, I really do with the problem, with the puzzle whatever's left of you I heard you found another audience to bore a creative thinker who imagined you were more a new body for you to push around and pose it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose @SONG: Wouldn't Mama Be Proud ? the question is wouldn't Mama be proud there's a silver lining in the corporate cloud and the pretty post that you're taking as as an NCO of the great pretender, I should sure think so wouldn't Mama be proud can I take your order, asked the heavenly host ticket to the jet stream blowing coast to coast the long stemmed glasses, a movie and a pleasant dream in mid-air you gotta tell me quickly 'cause we're almost there wouldn't Mama be proud pointed out of the window at the sky gone black kid, you're on the right track if I send you postcards from the side of the road photographs of moving parts about to implode if I crawl to keep it together like you say you know I can do to transmit a moment from me to you wouldn't Mama be proud ... @SONG: Color Bars I see color bars when I come Sargeant Rock broke the key off in the lock to where I come from sir, no sir, we have no power in the air the battle's on the ground laying low again, high on the sound Bruno S is a man to me you're just some dude with a stilted attitude that you learned from TV you'll undo but I'll be connecting everything the traffic in my town riding high again, high on the sound everyone wants me to ride into the sun but I ain't gonna go down laying low again, high on the sound @SONG: Happiness activity's killing the actor and a cop's standing out in the road turning traffic away there was nothing she could do until after when his body'd been buried below way back in the day oh my, nothing else could've been done he made his life a lie so he might never have to know anyone made his life the lie you know I told him he shouldn't upset her and that he'd only be making it worse involving somebody else but I knew that he'd never forget her while her memory worked in reverse to keep her safe from herself and oh my, nothing else could've been done she made her life a lie so she might never have to know anyone made her life the lie you know what I used to be will pass away and then you'll see that all I want now is happiness for you and me ... @SONG: Pretty Mary K almost forgot, started to say rode into the sun, past everyone hallelujah pretty Mary K I found faith in the infirmary there's a soldier lying in bed with a wound to the head calling out to pretty Mary K here's what you get for things that haven't happened yet I happened upon pretty Mary K but a soldier's uniform waved you away I walk round the dock and talk to St. James though I'm already done and ask everyone have you seen her, pretty Mary K have you seen her, pretty Mary K @SONG: I Better Be Quiet Now wish you gave me your number wish I could call you today just to hear a voice I got a long way to go I'm getting further away if I didn't know the difference living alone'd probably be OK it wouldn't be lonely I got a long way to go I'm getting further away alot of hours to occupy, it was easy when I didn't know you yet things I'd have to forget but I better be quiet now I'm tired of wasting my breath carrying on and getting upset maybe I have a problem but that's not what I wanted to say I'd prefer to say nothing I got a long way to go I'm getting further away had a dream as an army man with an order just to march in my place while a dead enemy screams in my face but I better be quiet now I'm tired of wasting my breath carrying on, not over it yet wish I knew what you're doing and why you want to do it this way so I can't go the distance I got a long way to go I'm getting further away I got a long way to go I'm getting further away @SONG: Can't Make A Sound I have become a silent movie the hero killed the clown can't make a sound ... nobody knows what he's doing still hanging around can't make a sound ... the slow motion moves me the monologue means nothing to me bored in the role but he can't stop standing up to sit back down or lose the one thing found spinning the world like a toy top til there's a ghost in every town can't make a sound ... eyes locked and shining can't you tell me what's happening why should you want any other when you're a world within a world ...