Charge Lyrics

Jerry Joseph, Bret Mosley & Steve Drizos
Charge EPCosmo Sex School Records – 2009

Charge, What You Feel, Missed The Boat, Stare At The Sun, Isabella Bird, On Time God, Evasive

Charge

Words and music by Jerry Joseph and Bret Mosley 2007

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we are here to boast our victory or slit our little wrists

century revolve around rage and pride and shame

well, the ground can’t shine much brighter than the marks we leave in flames

and we will charge

you say up for facing the enemy within

with blood and bones and organs not the color of your skin

speed or indecision the choices that we make

we can gas it into overdrive or slamming on the brakes

charge – up and down the boulevard

will hear the benediction as it spills out in the yard

charge – your paper have been served

did you really think you’re gonna get the justice you deserve?

and we can charge

my neighborhood messiah wants another cigarette

well, i love him like a brother, haven’t learned to like him yet

well, he says he got a mainline, a secret route to grace

do we sign up for the koolaid? are we running in the race or will we…

charge – we’re blowin’ out the doors.

we’re offerin’ an olive branch wrapped up in c4

charge – push the plunger in the box

and we sail off in the sunset or we crash it on the rocks

and we can charge

you seem to have an answer every time you speak

if silence is a virtue does that mean your moral’s weak?

everybody has a moment and this one’s gonna pass

will you raise your fist and saber, child, will you sit back on your ass

charge – they’re asking for the cash

we’re a little bit embarrassed that we even had to ask

charge – we’ll credit your account

did you really think the shadow’s gonna hide the body count?

and we can charge

the bells of st. joseph are ringing through the night

they are laughing and they’re weepin’ and they’re bathing in the light

and i’m standing on the morningside with st. john the divine

either sunlight or explosions, at least we’re gonna shine

charge – we’re giving you the sword

can’t blame it on the devil or give credit to the lord

charge – now you’re gonna wear the crown

so don’t tell us that it’s up to us we’ll only let us down

charge – up the boulevard

from the kitchens and the closets gonna hit the concrete hard

charge – will the victory taste sweet?

well, you’re gonna find out quickly ’cause it’s spillin’ in the streets

charge charge charge charge

who’s in charge

you’ve been charged

so then charge

go and charge

blow the charge

charge charge charge charge

we can charge


What You Feel

Words and music by Bret Mosley 2008

privilege is a dysfunction, and pretension aims to win the human race

the creme of the meme are havin’ children that are feral, locked up looking down out of a personless face.

cobain ran the course of generation X ennui…blew that like a whistle. sheep won’t stampede.

word within the herd is it cannot locate it’s being in the city’s sad bacchanal, the madness of kings.

i ask my heart to help me remember to come out, watch the sun sweat.

see, the deal is: your name and your notions are imaginary…

what you feel is real – sweet emptiness

what you feel is real – you are welcome

what you feel is real – testify

what you feel is real

the flag is a pathogen. wrap it up in a body bag.

it’s a pimp named goodness. profane. profound.

always on the corner of walk and don’t walk on the

last remaining patch of dry ground

in it to win it or above it to love it

just glance around at which ones got the guns.

eat up the people. shit out the money.

havin’ at the planet ’til she’s done for.

and i know there is perfection here.

see, the deal is: your name and your notions are imaginary…

what you feel is real – may i remind you

what you feel is real – now touch yourself

what you feel is real – do you feel the love?

what you feel is real

you are shouting stars and no one ever hurts or hates you but for those who are afraid

half a boat will float and hold the stillness. as far as words go it can be said:

we would not have a word if we did not have each other.

dad never could take the bad with the good.

scream from my dreams up and out across the island, coming loose inside me

we are all tomorrow’s food

sweet like the rain. holy in amness. just dying to live a little. your stake in the game and your name and your notions are imaginary…

what you feel is real – i raise my hand

what you feel is real – can i get an amen?

what you feel is real – if you wanna fly, then fly

what you feel is real – Om Namah Shivaya Gurave

what you feel is real – Saccidananda Murtaye

what you feel is real – Nischprapanchaya Shantaya

what you feel is real – Niralambaya Tejase

what you feel is real – in your gaze and your voice,

every choice, your wealth, your stake in the game and the game itself.

i tell ya – imaginary.

what you feel is real

feel the love y’all

do you feel the love ya’ll?


Missed The Boat

Music and Lyrics by Modest Mouse

while we’re on the subject, could we change the subject now?

i was knocking on your ear’s door, but you were always out

looking towards the future, we were begging for the past

well we know we had the good things but those never seemed to last

oh please just last

everyone’s unhappy, everyone’s ashamed

well we all just got caught looking at somebody else’s page

well nothing ever went quite exactly as we planned

our ideas held no water but we used them like a dam

oh and we carried it all so well

as if we got a new position

oh and i’ll laugh all the way to hell

saying “yes this is a fine promotion”

oh and i’ll laugh all the way to hell

of course everyone goes crazy over such and such and such

we made ourselves a pillar, we just used it as a crutch

we were certainly uncertain at least i’m pretty sure i am

well we didn’t need the water, but we just built that good goddamn

oh and i know this of myself

i assume as much for other people

oh and i know this of myself

we’ve listened to more of life’s end gong than the sound of life’s sweet bells

was it ever worth it was there all that much to gain

well we knew we’d missed the boat and we’d already missed the plane

we didn’t read the invite we just danced at our own wake

all our favorites were playing so we could shake shake shake shake shake

tiny curtains opened and we heard the tiny clap of little hands

a tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all them folks

and drifting around on bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them

when we finally got it figured out that we’d truly missed the boat

oh and we carried it off so well

as if we got a new position

oh and we own all the tools ourselves

without the skills to make a show with

oh what useless tools ourselves


Stare At The Sun

Words by Bret Mosley and Kevin Keck

Music by Bret Mosley 2008

there’s no one to talk to so late in the night

or early in the morning–call it what you like

there’s no one to talk to about mama’s good word

to watch out for those brown-eyed southern girls

there’s just the whisper of ice melting in a glass

watered down whiskey is the flavor of the past

you can stare at the sun until you go blind

or you can spend your days kicked back with your kind

you can sing your problems to the drunk moon

and on a good night it looks like god winking back at you

she said, “come hither, boy. i like what you’re about.”

said, “how does that grab you?” said, “it turns me inside out.”

“that’s good”, she said, “we could get busy for a spell”

i move on in and when it’s far too late and near…i tell ya

i look around and i’m upside down wrapped around a tail-spin on fire

the sweetest, strangest danger colliding with desire

you can stare at the sun until you go blind

never hide or run, neither seek nor find

you can salve your soul in the sweet glow of the moon

can you ever know if your the player or the tune

i need a longer highway and a few more songs

i don’t know where i want to go but i’ll take whatever comes

if forgetting was as easy as just crossing state lines

i’d be on a hot run for the border every time

all through the night i can hear mama say

watch out for southern girls with their wet words and ways

you can stare at the sun until you go blind

and you’ll carry that light with you until you die

you can spend your nights alone with the moon

whatever you love will always leave you too soon


Isabella Bird

Music and Lyrics by Jerry Joseph

gigglin’ girls swappin’ secrets while their mommas hit the liquor downstairs

spyin’ on the couple next door wearin’ nothin but perfume in their hair

a tight little world everybody’s got somethin to hide

try to keep it underneath the covers ’cause there’s always someone lookin inside

back in virginia city tonight something ’bout the liquor, well it doesn’t taste right

sorrow and snakes, let me tell ya there’s a lot that i gotta let go

so i gotta break it to the fellas ’cause they’re sick of the ice and the snow

hitting the brakes – tell the horses that only way we’re heading is south

’cause i’m owed a debt in ensenada and i’m paying up and getting us out

isabella did you get your letter of to henrietta ’cause honolulu is half a world away

back in virginia city again montana winters baby never do last

desperado i can’t go back to colorado the place just ends up givin me the sweats

please don’t follow. i’ve no clue where i’ll be tomorrow. a man like you i’d just as soon forget.

dickie rode by to say the posse’s dedicated to gettin’ their man

so i’m gonna fly ’cause i’m not up for makin’ a stand

and all of my life i been looking for woman who could make me feel tall

so i gotta tell you isabella that you surely are the queen of them all

isabella did you tell your sweet sister henrietta cause the girl’s gettin tired of worryin you’re ok

back in vc tonight something bout it baby doesn’t feel right

desperado i can’t go back to colorado the place just ends up givin me the sweats

please don’t follow. i’ve no clue where i’ll be tomorrow. a man like you i’d just as soon forget.

back in virginia city again montana winter well it never will end

charlie bear said that they’re keepin’ fred story alive

sometimes the you know dead they got a way to help the livin survive

isabella bird can you hear me still celebratin your soul

well i’d give my monkey and my pistol for a taste of the love that you’ve known

desperado i can’t go back to colorado the place just ends up givin me the sweats

please don’t follow. i’ve no clue where i’ll be tomorrow.

please don’t follow a girl like me can’t seem to get a break

gigglin’ girls swappin’ secrets while their mommas hit the liquor downstairs

spyin on the couple next door wearin’ nothin but perfume in their hair


Evasive

Music and Lyrics by Jerry Joseph

ok ok i’m here on my knees like you wanted from me – like you asked me to be

ok ok tryin’ to open my heart you said it might work – at least it’s a start

ok ok i’m beggin’ again i’m calling in favors – i’m leaning on friends

do you hear when i say i’m beggin’ again for mercy for grace whatever you send

you said light was evasive it comes and it goes

it runs through your fingers it fills up your soul

you can be strong – you can be brave

it’s not for certain – that you will be saved

you can have sorrow – you can have rage

like that chimp on your choulder – that you’re trying to cage

you can have laughter – you can have fear

but there’s escape – that you will have tears

so open your eyes – be honest and pray

that after your night – well you can have day

you said light was evasive it comes and it goes

it runs through your fingers it fills up your soul

you said faith was evasive it comes and it goes

it breaks you to pieces and makes you back whole

you can have promise and you can tell lies

well you will face trouble and then you will die

and you can kick whiskey and you can kick dope

and be left with nothing but a carrot of hope

and you can have faith and you can have love

with your eyes to the sky for a sign from above

you can be wrong and you can be right

but the best you can hope for is a little more light

you said light was evasive it comes and it goes

it slides off your fingers it’s stainjing your clothes

you said faith was evasive it comes and it goes

it rips you to pieces and sews you back whole

you said light was evasive it comes and it ends

is circles the globe it comes round again

and maybe god cares. he may be benign

but the offer is light and a moment to shine

a moment to shine

a moment to shine shine shine shine shine

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