Handles on Bricks

by Organ Eyes

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released November 23, 2019

Produced by Cam Steacy

Covnversation from "Snapping the Carrot" sampled from Tuesdays with Stories episode 321 "Awful Waffle"

Cover art by Deirdre Morrison

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Track Name: Keeping Numb
I was a tepid soul.
Im about half that now
Thanks to those both crutch and jest
When I had nothing left

Push me to the floor
Left the babes at the door
You'll fade away with time
While I'm left without why

I've got all these things
That I can't carry around
Mail-order lobotomy
My life in leather bound

Pick me off the floor
All I want is one more
Ive been Keeping Numb
Burned down, feeling dump.

I could go for a walk with my headphones on
Listening to my favourite song
I'd lay down on the tracks, and close my eyes
And wait for one to come along

I was a tepid soul.
Im about half that now
Track Name: Fingers Off
When you're stuck in your own and the windows won't open
Crushed like a clover, a chem truck stuck squeezing lemons
With Tony Clemons and Tony Clifton
Eating Cliff bars with Sonny Liston

They say...

Everything seems wonderful when your passed out in our mothers house

And I wondered how to get to hell, how to ring my own church bells
So I dug a well and incidentally choked on a Babybel.
My old boss, he used to scoff
said id be better off pulling a rickshaw,
or in wood shop cutting my own fingers off

Everything seems wonderful when your drugged out in your mothers house
(who is going to say no?)
Everything seems wonderful when your drugged out in your mothers house

They say....

If everything seems so wonderful, then why am i drugged out in my mothers house?
If everything seems so wonderful, then why am i passed out on my mothers couch?

Everything seemed so wonderful
Track Name: Sometimes
Sometimes it doesn't work out

Subtypes can include things like:
Menstrual intervention
Sequestral celestion

Sometimes it doesn't work out

Sometimes it all comes together so nicely

Sometimes you've gotta shell out a whole lot of money.
Track Name: The Ringer
Im a million bullet trains derailing
Try to get in my way, lets see if you can slow me.

Checkmate, my mate's been checked in
A separate culprit in the dugout asking me for sin
If life's a lecture your tapes is in the garbage bin
Ive seen the reruns, watched the bloopers
I'm telling you its all just shit.


I took you to your mothers house
And I served you for dinner
Wearing my striped shirt,
Yeah they call me "The Ringer'
I took you to your mothers house,
And i served you for dinner
I was wearing my striped shirt,
Thats right, they call me "The Ringer"

Satan's here

Im a million bullet trains derailing
Try to get in my way, lets see if you can slow me.
Track Name: JOFM
Coffee stained lipstick and sombody's on the floor rivalling in pain.
Stuck in a stutter as somebody wipes the smile off of your face

When's the jolly old fat man coming home?
With his steel toe boots and his running nose
And the motor oil baked in his coveralls
You know he steals from you?

The breadbasket feels a few slices lighter
but you wouldn't happen to know anything about that...
Track Name: Become Compressed
Every time you talk about compression you become compressed.
Track Name: Knock on the Head
Just a little knock on the head.

Please forgive the amount of trouble
If i get to drunk and I stumble

Just a little knock on the head.

They say your whole life should be grey
So i spat right in their face
So much to their dismay their night's over.

Just a little knock on the head.
Track Name: I'm Pauly Shore
You said you're pretty sure
I said I'm Pauly Shore
You said I'm pretty sure I hate you.

This song is about as thin as i feel.
I mean, I work out but we've all got our diamonds to steel.
If success is measured out in viles of orange peels
You can keep carving them up, I'll go eat them outside

You said you're pretty sure
I said I'm Pauly Shore
You said I'm pretty sure I hate you.

A max contract as a new enabler
A cylindrical bag that couldn't contain her
Everything is lost thats burnt at sea
I let the water come to me.

You said you're pretty sure
I said I'm Pauly Shore
You said I'm pretty sure I hate you.

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