FATHER JOHN MISTY We Met At The Store

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY We Met At The Store Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

We met in a parking lot
I was buying coffee and cigarettes
Firewood and bad wine long since gone

But I’m still drunk and hot wide awake
Breathing hard
And now in just one years time I’ve become jealous
Rail thin
Prone to paranoia when I’m stoned

This isn’t true love someone ought to put me in a home
Say do you wanna get married
And put an end to our endless aggressive tendency to scorn
Provincial concepts like your dowry and your daddy’s farm

For love to find us of all people
I never thought it’d be so simple

Let’s buy a plantation house and let the yard grow wild
Until we don’t need the signs that say keep out
I’ve got some folk bucks left and it’s cheaper in the south

I need someone I can trust
To protect me from our seven daughters when my body says enough
Don’t let me die in a hospital
I’ll save the big one for the last time we make love

Insert here
A sentiment regarding golden years
All cause I went to the store one day
I’ve seen you around
What’s your name

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FATHER JOHN MISTY This Atom Bomb And Me

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY This Atom Bomb And Me Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

Ancient holy wars, dead religions, holocausts
New regimes, old ideas
That?s now myth, that?s now real
Original sin, genetic fate
Revolution, spinning plates
It?s important to stay informed
So commentary to comment on
Oh and no one ever really knows you when life is brief
So I?ve heard but what?s that got to do with this black hole and me

Age-old gender roles
Infotainment, capital
Golden bows and mercury
Bohemian nightmare, Dust Bowl chic
This documentary is lost on me
Satirical news, free energy
Mobile lifestyle, loveless sex
Independence, happiness
Oh and no one ever knows the real you when life is brief
So I?ve heard but what?s that got to do with this atom bomb and me

Colosseum, families
The golden era of TV
Eunuch sluts, consumer slaves
A rose by any other name
Carbon footprint, incest dreams
Fuck the mother in the green
Planet cancer, sweet revenge
Isolation, all my friends
Oh and love is just an institution based on human frailty
But what?s your paradise got to do with Adam and Eve
Maybe love is just an economy based on resource scarcity
But what I fail to see is what that?s got to do with you and me

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FATHER JOHN MISTY Nothing Hurts Worse

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY Nothing Hurts Worse Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

Every time I tune up this thing
I’m reminded of what it feels like to break a string
And my hand reacts like a wounded woman
And nothing hurts worse

Baby, be patient with me
Please don’t get angry
If I can’t stay
Oh I’d love to see you in the daylight
Before we book the chapel
Before I make you my wife

Every time I climb the riser to drum
I’m reminded of what a song writing failure I’ve become
And my pride reacts like a wounded woman
And nothing hurts worse

Guys, be patient with me
Please don’t get angry
When I act that way
Oh I’d break some bottles and celebrate
The dreamer still in me
Is in a total ingrain

Every time I tune up this thing
I’m reminded of what it feels like to break a string
And my hand reacts like a wounded woman
And nothing hurts worse…

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FATHER JOHN MISTY Malaprops

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY Malaprops Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

Oh I just love the kind of woman who can walk over a man
I mean like a goddamn marching band
She says like literally music is the air she breathes
And the malaprops make me wanna fucking scream
I wonder if she even knows what that word means
Well it?s literally not that

Of the few main things I hate about her
One?s her petty vogue ideas
Someone?s been told too many times they?re beyond their years
By every half-wit of distinction she keeps around
And now every insufferable convo
Features her patiently explaining the cosmos
Of which she is in the middle

Oh my god I swear this never happens
Lately I can?t stop the wheels from spinning
I feel so unconvincing
When I fumble with your buttons

She blames her excess on my influence
But gladly hoovers all my drugs
I found her naked with her best friend in the tub
And we sang Silent Night in three parts which was fun
Until she said that she sounds just like Sarah Vaughan
I hate that soulful affectation white girls put on
Why don?t you move to the delta

I obliged later on when you begged me to choke you

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FATHER JOHN MISTY Chateau Lobby #9

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY Chateau Lobby #9 Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

Emma eats bread and butter
Like a queen would have ostrich and cobra wine
We?ll casually take ecstasy
And play piano in the chateau lobby

I?ve never done this
Baby be gentle
It?s my first time
I?ve got you inside

People are boring
But you?re something else completely
Damn let?s take our chances

I wanna take you in the kitchen
Lift up your wedding dress someone was probably murdered in
So bourgeoisie to keep waiting
Dating for twenty years just feels pretty civilian
I?ve never thought that
Ever thought that once in my whole life
You are my first time

People are boring
But you?re something else I can?t explain
You take my last name

First time you let me stay the night
Despite your own rules
You took off early to go cheat your way through film school
You left a note in your perfect script
Stay as long as you want
I haven?t left your bed since

I haven?t hated all the same things
As somebody else since I remember
What?s going on for
What are you doing with your whole life
How about forever
How about forever

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FATHER JOHN MISTY Awful Things

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY Awful Things Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

Julian is gonna take my files
Every woman that I?ve slept with
Every friendship I?ve neglected
Didn?t come when grandma died
I spent my folk bucks getting drunk and high
I?ve done things unprotected
Proceeded to drive home wasted
Bought things to win over siblings
I?ve said awful things, such awful things

And now, now it?s out
And now, now it?s out

Julian he?s gonna take my files
Telling people jokes to shut them up
Resenting people that I love
Sleep in til two then doing shit
Just stay in bed and later lie about it
Obsessing over graying hair
Knowing just what people wanna hear
Binging on unearned attention
I?ve said awful things, such awful things

And now, now it?s out
And now, now it?s out

I came by at seven in the morning
Seven in the morning, seven in the morning
I came by at seven in the morning
I said baby I?m finally succumbing
Said something dumb like I?m tired of running
Tired of running, tired of running
Let?s put a baby in the oven
Wouldn?t I make the ideal husband

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FATHER JOHN MISTY I Went To The Store One Day

Lyrics From thetechnologylife FATHER JOHN MISTY I Went To The Store One Day Lyrics, singer by FATHER JOHN MISTY

We met in a parking lot
Buying coffee and cigarettes
Firewood and bad wine long since gone
But I’m still drunk and hot, wide awake
Breathing hard

But now, in just one year’s time
I’ve become jealous, rail-thin, prone to paranoia when I’m stoned
‘Cause isn’t true love someone oughta put me in a home?
Say, do you wanna get married and put an end to our endless regressive tendency to scorn?
Provincial concepts like your dowry and your daddy’s farm
For love to find us of all people
I never thought it be so simple

Let’s buy a plantation house and let the yard grow wild until we don’t need the signs that say, Keep out
I’ve got some money left and it’s cheaper in the South
I need someone I can trust to protect me from our seven daughters when my body says, Enough!
Don’t let me die in a hospital, I’ll save the big one for the last time we make love
Insert here a sentiment re: our golden years
All ’cause I went to the store one day
Seen you around, what’s your name?

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