Tracks

01. Anyone Human
02. Rabid Animals
03. The Better Half Of Me
04. Automobile
05. Why
06. Lexicon Of Extremism
07. Fable
08. You've Been Shot
09. Halloween
10. The Emerald Undertow
11. The Game



01. Anyone Human

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
What have they done to you?
What did they put you through?
They must have cut something off
Like oxygen or anything
That makes you feel anything
Anything like anyone
Anyone human

Oh I think you need to get away
But to get away you need a car
And to get a car you need a job
But to get a job you need a car

So tell me how can you stand sitting down?
You could be driving your car off a cliff in this town
Oh it's sad but what more can you say
When it's all said and done
They're gonna let the lemmings run
To their grave

Anyone human

And your bike won't get you very far
To get away you need a car
It's an uphill ride
From the pit of where you are

Now that I know
There's nothing to know
So what if I'm free
I got nowhere to go to
I just live through the TV
Its easier that way
But someone cut my cable today...

So if you can't stand just sitting around
Well you could be driving your car off a cliff in this town
Oh it's sad but what more can you say
And when it's all said and done
They're gonna let the lemmings run
To their grave

Anyone human...

Do you feel anything
Anything like anyone
Anyone human
Do you feel anything
Anything like anyone
Anyone human

Oh and if you can't stand just sitting around
You could be driving your car off a cliff in this town
Oh it's sad but what more can you say
When it's all said and done
They're gonna let the lemmings run
When it's all said and done
They're gonna let the lemmings run
To their grave
To their grave
To their grave
Anyone human
Anyone human
Anyone human


02. Rabid Animals

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Somebody save the queen
She'll drown in a shallow gene pool
Maybe it's maybelline
Maybe the unforeseen, fool...
How many lines should it take
Trying to keep you awake
How many licks does it take
To get to the red in the steak, yeah...

Digging holes for rabid animals
You and me were soldiers
We were foaming at the mouth
Sweet Caroline

Say something back
So I know you're alive
Under attack for the rest of our lives
And so we pay the price

Deep in the underground
They whisper all men are made equal
Does anyone else hear the sound
Has anyone else seen the sequel

Digging holes for animals part two
You and me were soldiers
We were wondering what to do
Sweet Caroline...

Say something back
So I know you're alive
Under attack for the rest of our lives
And so we pay the price

Red light, green light
Near death, near sight
Are you sober
Where are you soldier
Red light, green light
Near death, near sight
Are you sober
Where are you soldier

Deep in the underground
They whisper all men are made equal

Digging holes for rabid animals
You and me were soldiers
We were foaming at the mouth
Sweet Caroline...

Say something back
So I know you're alive
Under attack for the rest of our lives
You do the math
I'll do my best to survive
How can you laugh
While they eat me alive
And so we pay the price
For having sliced and diced
We nail our Jesus Christ
To the wall
Through the wall
Whispers through the wall
Walking through the wall
Walking through the wall


03. The Better Half Of Me

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
The darker side of night
When the arrow finds you
A lurker on the street
Turning an empty cup
Time is short at best
And now that the wolves surround you
The better half of me
Caught in the middle of

Don't stop, save me
Ave Marie
OK, alright
Rages on and on and on and on
I will never forget what you've done
Called the cops on me

You know we gave you all we had
And still the arrow finds you
The better half of me
Caught in the memory of
That stupid game where you pretend to die
Still I could taste the tears from my eyes
Cause if ever it were true
Well I wouldn't know what to do

Don't stop
Save me
Ave Marie
OK, alright
Rages on and on and on and on
I will never forget what you've done
Called the cops on me

We gave you all we had
The better half of me
Caught in the middle of

(So stop it) Don't stop
(Go away) Save me
(They'll keep 'em coming) Ave
(But not for nothing) Marie
(Is anybody) Ok
(Is anybody) Alright
Rages on and on and on
(So stop it) Don't stop
(Go away) Save me
(They'll keep 'em coming) Ave
(Bt not for nothing) Marie
(So tell me something) Ok
(Is anybody) Alright
Rages on and on and
On and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
Called the cops on me

You know we gave you all we had
And still the arrow finds you
The better half of me


04. Automobile

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Creeping down on Franklin street
Bare feet on cold concrete
Walking to the corner stone
Where she recalls her own world war
She can hear the automobile
Driving in the frozen rain
Headed for the memory
Of all these people
Gathered on a hill
Oh I think they stand there still
Waiting for someone to carry them home
And they always will

She got in the automobile
Driving to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher says you ought to look down
But you're looking out
At all the fire's turned to ash
Songs have burned like paper trash
The flames that ate the phonograph
Are nipping at you now

Drifting in a dreamless sleep
Curled up on a cold car seat
Startled by an earthquake sound
She wakes to watch the moon fall down
She got in the automobile
Driving in the frozen rain
Headed for the memory
Of all these people
Gathered on a hill
I think they stand there still
Waiting for someone to carry them home
And they always will

She got in the automobile
Driving to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher says you ought to look down
But you're looking out
At all the fire's turned to ash
Songs have burned like paper trash
The flames that ate the phonograph
Are nipping at you now

She got in the automobile
Driving to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher says you ought to look down
But you're looking out
At all the fire's turned to ash
Songs have burned like paper trash
The flames that ate the phonograph
Are nipping at you now
She got in the automobile
Driving to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher says you ought to look down
But you're looking out
At all the fire's turned to ash
Songs have burned like paper trash
The flames that ate the phonograph
Are nipping at you now


05. Why

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Why why why
Come on and answer me
Why why why
Somebody answer me why
Answer me why

I can tell exactly where the hell you been
I think I'm from the factory that they made you in
Lately I've been searching for replacement parts
The well in general surgeon says he can't repair my heart
Why wont the engine start

Answer me why why why
Come on and answer me
Why would all the world be born to die
Somebody answer me why
Answer me why

I can tell exactly what the hell you've done
Did you run away
Cause you don't want to pay
For the problem you've become
All the worlds of searching
For that greatness in our soul
Well we're back today
And what we mean to say
Is we're taking back control
Why won't they just let go

Answer me why why why
Somebody answer me why
Would all the world be born to die
Somebody answer me why
Answer me why

What came first (why)
The bird or egg (why)
It's getting worse (why)
What can I say
There must be a better way
Somebody answer me why

All the worlds of searching
For that place to call our own
Come to find we had it all the time
And it chills me to the bone
But if only we had known

Why why why
Come on and answer me why
Would all the world be born to die
Somebody answer me why
Come on and answer me why
Why


06. Lexicon Of Extremism

Music by Joey Eppard
Instrumental


07. Fable

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Alarmed by fascination
The darkness in me grows
A moment's hesitation
The dark assumes control
Really I don't know what matters
I only know two things
The first it is the flower that flatters
The second is a scorpion stings
Well...

I'm giving up
On a wish in the well
I'm sick and tired
Of trying to tell
Whether I am facing front or back
Waiting in line
Let me sling this fable

Have you seen the papers
They're written from a bird's eye view
Unsafe beneath a surface of saviors
They can't see me or you... well...

I'm giving up
On a wish in the well
I'm sick and tired
Of trying to tell
Whether I am facing front or back
Waiting in line
Let me sling this fable

Well the future came today
The alarm bell sounds the stage
While these fools twiddle their thumbs
Something wicked this way comes...

I'm giving up
On a wish in the well
I'm sick and tired
Of trying to tell
I'm giving up
On a wish in the well my love
I'm sick and tired
Whether I am facing front or back
Waiting in line
Let me sling this fable

Another wish another wish
I'm giving up
On a wish in the well
I'm sick and tired
Of trying to tell
Oh I'm giving up
On a wish in the well
I'm giving up
On a wish in the well


08. You've Been Shot

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
You've been shot
Full of holes
You feel your eyes about to close
And the clothes you're in
Seem paper thin
You feel the frost bite fangs sink in
'Cause it's cold outside
With no place to hide
Your blood out in the snow
And the people stare
But they're unaware
Of why you had to go

Just think of all the fun you've had
Breaking heads and acting bad
But now that all those days are done
Wound up on the other side
Of a gangster's gun...

Paralyzed but a pulse remains
To pump last thoughts
Through your dying brain
Remember Mom
Said always do your best
But now a bullet burns
Within your chest
And the siren sounds
Crowd gathers round
Like moths to flame will fly
Because they love blood's smell
But there scared as hell
Of what it means to die...

Just think of all the fun you've had
Breaking heads and acting bad
But now that all those days are done
Wound up on the other side
Of a gangster's gun...

I smell something burning
Like a flag like a rubber tire
What you kids been cooking
That's got my kitchen full of fire
Well it's American stew
Cause we were sick of the pie
Blood white and blue
In the blink of an eye
We'll go to the barn
And we'll lay down low
And hide 'till all of the fires go

Just think of all the fun you've had
Breaking heads and acting bad
But now that all those days are done
Wound up on the other side
Of a gangster's gun...

American stew
Cause we were sick of the pie
Blood white and blue
In the blink of an eye
We'll go to the barn
And we'll lay down low
And hide 'till all the fires go
American stew
Cause we were sick of the pie
Blood white and blue
In the blink of an eye
We'll go to the barn
And we'll lay down low
And hide 'till all of the fires go
You been shot
You been shot
You been shot
You been
You been


09. Halloween

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Deeper
Deeper than GOD
The kid is just a sleeper
Look in his eyes
I think he's got a fever
Should I get his mom?
No.
Go and get a scalpel
We're planting a bomb
I think we'll build a tower
Inside of his head
That topples every hour
Renders him dead
We'll put him in a blender
See how he does
Until he can't remember
The boy that he was

This is halloween
It's halloween
Oh oh oh oh
It's halloween
Whoever you are

Persistence this is the key
Just lock him in the basement
Leave him to me
Something is very wrong
In the darkness unseen
Push the faders up
Modify the gene

This is halloween
It's halloween
Oh oh oh oh
It's halloween
Whoever you are

Don't you know
The sin is the same
For masking the blame
But you didn't want to...

Down in the valley below
There's people on fire
And they don't even know!

This is halloween
Halloween
Oh oh oh oh
It's halloween
Whoever you are
Behind your mask
You know I'm trying
But I'm too scared to ask
Many thanks to you
Many things to do
And the beat goes on
Until the beat gets through
Teary eyes only see
A blurry reality
And the beat goes on
Until the beat gets free


10. The Emerald Undertow

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Careless Kim
Went for a swim
Where none could hear her shout
She got in to cool her skin
And never did get out
Day break
They drag the lake
And find no body though
But she's there I know
Somewhere below
The emerald undertow

And though I saw her going under
I could only watch in wonder

Cause I don't swim so well
It's a miracle I'm mobile
At the choir girl hotel
There are tear drops in the water
Another wish in the well
How could I tell
They find I'm a peeping tom
I'm gonna go to hell

It's late
I'm laughing in my room
Though I don't get the joke
I grind my grin
Throat closes in
As chuckle turns to choke

And though I saw her going under
I could only watch in wonder

Cause I don't swim so well
It's a miracle I'm mobile
At the choir girl hotel
There are tear drops in the water
Another wish in the well
How could I tell
They find I'm a peeping tom
I'm gonna go to hell

So here I am
Your sleepless little lamb
The water makes me numb
But if six feet deep's
The only way to sleep
Then baby here I come

And though I saw her going under
I could only watch in wonder

You know I don't swim so well
It's a miracle I'm mobile
At the choir girl hotel
There are tear drops in the water
Another wish in the well
For someone who don't swim so well
But you know time will only tell
Let's hope the feather tips the scale
At the gates of hell


11. The Game

Music & lyrics by Joey Eppard
Way down
Way down
Underneath the garden
Wrapped up in some plastic
Thats where you'll find the bones
Of Christopher John Bittner
He was the first slain by my hand
He was the bass player in my band
But I'd had all I could stand
Of the game

Well it started with the little things
He'd make a mess he'd break his strings
He'd book us gigs and then forget the days
On practice days he'd seldom show
And by the time he did it was time to go
And in the studio he finally sealed his fate

I put him way down
Way down
Underneath the garden
Wrapped up in some plastic
That's where you'll find the bones
Of Christopher John Bittner
He was the first slain by my hand
He was the bass player in my band
But I had all I could stand
Of the game

Well we played on through the summer heat
But Josh could hardly keep the beat
It seemed as though he drifted into space
Always upstairs drinking forties
Or outside chasing shorties
I finally had to put him in his place

I put him way down
Way down
Underneath my bedroom
Walled up in the basement
That's where you'll find the bones
Of little Joshy Eppard
Not the first slain by my hand
He was the drummer in my band
But I had all I could stand
Of the game

Well I guess that I've gone over board
'Cause as I sit and strum these chords
They sure could use a bass line and a beat
And now the mirror makes me hault
I realize it's all my fault
It's time to turn these
Murderous hands on me

And I'll be waydown, waydown
Underneath the garden
Walled up in the basement
That's where you'll find the bones
Of guys without replacement
I'll be the last slain by my hand
I'm gonna reunite the band
And we'll be in another land
All the same
All the same
All the same
All the same