1. |
Generic Song About You
04:20
|
|||
so sick about it
never should have said hello
now im lost without ya
can't even find the phone
to call the operator back
and chat for awhile
they try to steal what i don't have
all i've got is time now
it seems good without ya
that's what i tell myself
i'll start over faster
wanna skip the last part
i tried the operator back
but they didn't answer
they put my number on a list
now im on an island
you've got the pieces of my heart
you collected them all
now you can start a fire in the yard
or you can return them
all my life the sidewalk is never pointing to
something that i drew up or how i pictured you
now i'm just a sewer rat
talking to another that
stole my bread and took my hat
good thing i am glued
still sick about it
never should have said hello
now im lost without ya
shoulda learned the last time
|
||||
2. |
She Don't Want
02:25
|
|||
i know that it's not me that you’re after
i can crawl back to the cave where i came from
all my friends say i should try to erase it
and i’m fading but it’s hard to accept that
she don't want me
i'm afraid that ill get out of the fly trap
and then beeline for the sun or a trash can
can you make believe it was just a dream
now im almost disappeared disappeared
|
||||
3. |
Wanna Be My Friend
04:09
|
|||
ive seen you around
wanna be my friend
if you need bail out
that would be okay
am i allowed to crush on your hair
it’s honey and fair and bright as day
you’d better think of what to say before you say it
get tired of cleaning up the mess
and you’d better hope it goes away
or they forget
you’ll pay the price for it again
when i'm alone and the greenway extends
deep in my head it's shelby bottomless
if i were a ghost i'd never haunt this land
i don’t wanna die but i wish that i was dead
i’m so yuck i’m so sewer
down the drain the i spiral in
did i say the words out loud oh
dug myself myself into a trench
it feels good to be a loser
even when i think about
all the times i nearly lost it
i can’t even count
are you coming around
still wanna be my friend
it could be cool
or maybe unwell
can you ignore the things that i said
i’ll leave it alone and fade away
|
||||
4. |
Nu Complication
02:51
|
|||
dropped out of orion into the sea
lost all my signals on the way
just want to tell you i'll be ok
is my pocket dictionary waterproof
simple translation
new complication
how can i sleep
when you won't answer
now i'm shocked
that i'm stuck in a reef
that i'm grinding my teeth
i don't know how to speak
got nothing to breathe
got stuck in abysmal plain
still wonder bout the things to say
but there's nothing to breath beyond the waves
and im not trying to soak away
|
||||
5. |
She's Odd
03:40
|
|||
she's got some of her hair in her pocket
keeps it there in case she needs some
spits out colors found deep in a rainbow
where she got em from no one knows
she's odd so what
she walks cooler than all of the black top
passed her a note and told her so
headphone stereo she is a walkman
what she listens to no one knows
she's odd oh yea
they don’t understand where she got it
maybe an alien clone
she don’t give a shit about that
spits out cherry stems in knots
|
||||
6. |
Fawn
03:21
|
|||
ran out of things to say so i won't
got tired anyways of the mote
swam around a thousand times for nothing
climbed out and found the way back home
walked in to see my dot my love
without the sounds you breath im nothing
filled all the waterways with soap
killed all the germs i gave i hope
i came back to say this one thing but i don't
remember what it was oh no
Oh My God
oh my god
someone fix that clock
it's so wrong i give up
someone shot
me a nasty look
now i oughta give up
oh my god
are you off the book
no im not i give up
don't know any better
i don’t feel any better
oh my god
the key is in the lock
it broke off i give up
it's so hot
in my shell i cook
am i done i give up
oh my god
how am i so fucked
i don't know why
oh my god
what a righteous hook
i don't know why
get me outta here
|
||||
7. |
Oh My God
05:07
|
|||
oh my god
someone fix that clock
it's so wrong i give up
someone shot
me a nasty look
now i oughta give up
oh my god
are you off the book
no im not i give up
don't know any better
i don’t feel any better
oh my god
the key is in the lock
it broke off i give up
it's so hot
in my shell i cook
am i done i give up
oh my god
how am i so fucked
i don't know why
oh my god
what a righteous hook
i don't know why
get me outta here
|
||||
8. |
Don't Paint the Sun
04:33
|
|||
hot like the hell sidewalk screamers preach
the tip of the belt burns me where i sit
she knows the smell nowhere else can bake
quite like the sun in the golden state
heat looks good on
you sweat on me
now that im stuck locked in here to think
push down the glass peel me off the seat
forward and fast sucking down the steam
weight of the air crushed me like a dream
don't paint the sun anymore for us
|
||||
9. |
Shut Up
02:59
|
|||
why do you always have to shout
because i couldn't care less about
the whitest noise or the pink and brown and i
just can't help it when you're spewing out
what can i do to make you stop
what can i do to make you shut up
what can i do to make you close your mouth
what can i do
i get a headache when i hear the sound
of you screaming at the tops of clouds
they won't dare but i can try somehow
cause there's no one else that's here to shut you down
|
||||
10. |
Sun Land
03:20
|
|||
cycle out passed midnight with no lights on
slow fall up the hillside i wonder which one
frog rock eye with a lizard once it's good luck to see her on
little grounders tempt fate or suicide by compact cross
everybody's walking with no shoes on
it's 114 out here fried all the thoughts
|
||||
11. |
Surf-101
05:20
|
|||
skin looked really soft
next to the 101
you didn't even know me
but i saw your film with chloe
she acted like a savior
in imitation clothing
why are we even here
just a scrapper with a no name
you're so chevalier
and i've no suits bespoke
please don't lose my number
keep it til we get in
to the belly of the nomad
a squid that was out of the sea
sun jumped over the city
now i need to get some sleep
crashed my bike today
south of pasadena
sorry that i couldnt stay
on track to sing about you
koz yelling in my ear
trying to find a lover
couldn't help but hum along
and the asphalt sucked me under
|
Disheveled Cuss Los Angeles, California
Nick Reinhart, guitarist, and singer of cult favorites Tera Melos has created a new project under the moniker Disheveled Cuss. The songs live somewhere in-between early Weezer and Teenage Fanclub with a heavy 90's indie rock influence. The self-titled debut album Disheveled Cuss is an accomplished new turn and an exciting indicator of things to come from Nick Reinhart. ... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Disheveled Cuss, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp