Warm Wires

Lyrics To Warm Wires' "Kindness" Songs

Stretched

Oh my love's about to be stretched
Streched and stretched and stretched

Every flower once was clenched
Clenched and clenched and clenched

Thank you, thank you, I'm off the bench
Now I'm off the bench

Tell my past to let me go
I want to go

Prepare the bed for sickness
Prepare the bed for love
Prepare the bed for the souls floating just above
Prepare the bed for wrestling
Prepare the bed for sleep
Prepare the bed for cats and dogs and birds with feathers!

Oh my love's about to be stretched
Streched and stretched and stretched

From the earth to the flower
You are a love tower

Vibration goes up when you are near
It feels too good to consider fear

I know we're all skyscrapers sleeping on silt
But I love what your parents built

Prepare the bed for sickness
Prepare the bed for love
Prepare the bed for the souls floating just above
Prepare the bed for wrestling
Prepare the bed for sleep
Prepare the bed for cats and dogs and a Dutch oven!

Join Life

So good to sleep so long In a country that's gone wrong
Would you rather stare at a screen or listen to a song?
Jab stick, stick jab, can't seem to lose my baby flab
A good boy swallows all the hill building up a mountain pill by pill

Choke spirit, spirit choke, a little smoke and a little poke
Step right up to the eye scan, let's all slide down the swollen gland
It's hard living in the white man's world having straight hair but dreaming of curls
If your street has lost its parade don't be jealous of the happy and gay

Don't be jealous of the happy and gay

One day I'll join life
One day I'll join with la la la life

Don't be jealous of the happy and gay

Always worried about both ends never enjoy the middle
Always feeling very small chocolate helps a little
I have wings but I walk
I can sing but I talk
Treating love just like food
I only want it when I'm in the mood

One day I'll join life
One day I'll join la la la life

Pretty

These women in my life, they are so good to me
And you know something, I deserve it
From my mother to my queen
And all these women in between
Take the time, tell me I'm fine
Make sure that I know that I'm not evil

These men in my life, they are my wife
And you know something, I believe this
From my brothers to my dad
And all these male friends I've had
Take the time, tell me I'm fine
Make sure that I know that I'm not evil

And I'm gonna make myself look so pretty
You don't have to do that much
I'm gonna make my fortune in this city
You don't have to do that much
I'm gonna make everyone who sees me take pity
You don't have to do that much

The pleasing in my life, it is my strife
And you know something, I don't want it
From the first day until now
I have been the golden cow
Full of wit and a dancing bit
Just to show my world that I'm not evil

The circle will begin, when I win
And you know something, when I lose it's completed
When I sit down I gain ground
And when I yield I own the field
And my soul is happy to pay the toll
Just to show me there's no way I can be evil

Bur

You've got a smile
I've never seen
Starts on one side
And breaks at the seams
I want to put my face right where yours is

Green is the word
That comes to mind
Spring after snow
The sun didn't die
And if you cut me loose
I will be a burr
And I will stick to you
Make you scratch and curse

I do admire
The way that you are
Burn like a fire
In a mason Jar
The kitchen's burning down

Throw me a line
Catch if you can
Turn on a dime
'Cause you are what you am
And if you cut me loose
I will be a burr
And I will stick to you
Make you scratch and curse
And if you pick me off
I'll get in your hair

Anything With An Ass

A whale, a dolphin
A cop, a kitten
A nurse , a donkey
Anything with an ass
A cupcake, the mayor
One of them has an ass
A printer, a scanner
They don't have an ass, NO!

Anything with an ass

A crow, a caveman
A spider, a painter
A chef, iguana
Anything with an ass
Santa, Jupiter
One of them has an ass
An earthquake, an engine
They don't have an ass, NO!

Anything with an ass

Go Home

Oh my God what have we done
Built a city without asking anyone

We are the generation of the beep
And we have lost our beauty sleep

It is now my belief
I've become a sick chief

Go home
Go back home
To where you're misunderstood

I want my arms to turn to wings
Then I must learn to hug more things

Hummingbirds have little eggs
Hummingbirds have little legs

I remember when you took off your bra
I ran out and joined a health spa

Go home
Go back home
To where you're misunderstood

Funhappy

When we mix our urine the toilet bowl turns blue
Guess that means that I should stay with you
When we mix our oxygen our lungs turn bright white
I guess that means we're alright

When we mix our money I let you be unfair
Guess that means that I still care
When we mix the chocolate on the dripping, brown tongues
I guess that means I still feel young

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

When we mix our rhythm I watch your wings fly free
How I love to feel your frequency
When we mix our mirrors we watch my bald spot grow
And light a candle for the little show

When we mix the Beatles, Nirvana, GBV
That's when I feel that God is next to me
When we mix our DNA our eyes light up red
So nice to fuck and not be wed

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Falling

Falling, falling I am falling
Down the steps I am not falling
Merely trying to stop falling

Gently reaching out to stop from falling on my face
My destination at my feet

With nothing to hold onto but the moments in between
Nothing to hold onto
Life is like a dream
And I am falling
I am falling

In the movies astronauts are cut off from their ships
And they float around in space until they die
And I am falling
I am falling

In real life a ladder sliding down against a wall in one big arc
And I am at the top

Mitch

Everyone would laugh if I told them that it was you who saved my life
Everyone would laugh if I showed them who it was that saved my life

I like feathers and you like skin
There's no way we cannot win

Gene, Gene, the Frenchman had a best friend
It was a lovebird who flew away
Gene, Gene, the Frenchman had a second best friend
It was a lovebird who wanted to stay

You like hands and I like claws
I like beaks and you like jaws

I had a dream that I cut off both your wings
So that you would have no choice but to stay
This is how I treated my beautiful queen
And that is why I am alone today

I know what you look like when you sleep
And when you eat
And how you smell
And I know just how lucky we are
I am the rope and you are the bell

You who are so committed to noise
You who I made sure was a boy

Mother and Dad are so worried
Because I am not further along
Well, if you should see them, please tell them
That I now sleep with a boy filled with song

Mitch Shaune Wings...

Lick The Queen

Sleep and Fuck
Fuck and Sleep
Sometimes Shit
And Sometimes Eat

Kiss a Little Kiss
Squeeze a Little Tush
Pinch a Little Titty
And Burn a Little Bush

Sing a Little Tune
Draw a Little Line
Smoke a Little Pot
And Drink a Little Wine

Live Live Die
Laugh Laugh Cry
All Reflections In the Golden Eye
All Reflections In the Golden Eye

Ah-Hah, Ah-Hah, We Know What We Like

Soak Us

I drink alot of tea
I always have to pee
I love jumping in the sea
This is the joy of being me

I take the cordless phone to my bed
I kiss my bird's head
I put mustard on rye bread
This is the joy of being me
This is the joy of being me

And soak me in sunshine
Soak me in sunshine

I love making gifts for friends
Birthdays never end
I shoot arrows with points that bend
This is the joy of being me

My woman makes me feel like a king
I'll make sure she always feels her wings
We both love to sleep and to sing
This is the joy of she and me
This is the joy of me and she

And soak us in sunshine
Soak us in sunshine
Soak us...
Soak us...

Momma's Boy

Won't waste tape on her voice
Won't waste film on her face
God help me if I ever reach that place

It's good enough as it is
It's good enough as it was
Never met a bee that was afraid to buzz

Never saw the sun shining on her skin
What's so wrong with wanting to win

Pull the veil up on the bride to reveal a pig
Never enjoy little things thinking about the big
Pull the cord on your parachute walking down the street
That which you thought saved you, really had you beat

Never heard her body make sounds of delight
Never saw her run with all her might

Never saw her kiss a sleeping cat in the sun
Never saw her kiss anyone

I cannot tell you how much you bring me joy
Let's all sing the song of the momma's boy

I can show you deformities like you've never seen
Then maybe you'd feel thankful, maybe you'd feel clean
What do you do when your guru has burning, itching feet
Of course you know what you do, you take away the street

I cannot tell you how much you bring me joy
Let's all sing the song of the momma's boy

Twelve

Well I know that I'm beginning to care about you
Because I am worried that you will die
And I know how much you care for me
You said you'd wipe my ass if I were paralyzed
And I believe that line

What can I do when you tell me that I'm the best
When I feel so much lower that the rest
Would I feel more at home with a lizard who keeps me down
With my spirit almost drowned
And no faith in my own joy
Feeling like a bad, little boy

And even though my wings do itch...

I am a cloud with no rain
I feel no purpose and I float in pain
And up on the trapeze I am a dizzy man
And I just don't understand why I have to swing so high
When I only want to ride

Even though my wings do itch
I will never leave
I would miss your hair and feet
I would miss your meat

You make twelve eggs every year
One of them's my son
And I will not shock his roots
Like my daddy done

You make twelve eggs every year
One of them's my girl
She will not wilt with guilt
She will sing and twirl

Sitting on the side of a warm, sunny river
You know you're about to lose your liver

Seventy-Five Peaches

75 peaches
All in a row
All aglow
Not 74
March up to the bedroom door
Unafraid of the night
Have wings take flight
73 Pits
Two haven't got their bits
Love the hand of man
Understand the plan
Come from plants that grow
Always know
That it will be a peach time again
Across the world

Birthday

You must celebrate being alive
You must celebrate just being alive

Even if you work 9 to 5
Even if the money never arrives
Even if your dreams have already died
Even if you let your parents decide

Your birthday is your day to remind you, you are special

For 364 you can not know what you're here for
For 364 you can need so much more
For 364 you can celebrate what is sore
For 364 you can take the depression tour
For 364 you can feel like a tossed apple core
For 364 you can feel like an overworked whore

But on 365 you must celebrate just being alive

Your birthday is your day to remind you, you are special

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