HAPPY

by Damien Youth

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released 13 January 1997

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tags: experimental indie lo-fi loner folk psych rock stoner folk acid folk gothic indie rock psychedelic New Orleans

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Track Name: The Scapegoat
I have been watching you just like an angel, writing your name in my unholy book. I have been trying to warn you of danger, writing you songs & giving you looks. Still, you're slipping away & you'll never be saved, yes you all must resign to your fate.
Yeah, you're slipping away & you can't even pray, because you've murdered your gods with your hate.
Oh I, open my window & spread out my arms to the world. & the wind comes like nails, to crucify me to the shadows of my bedroom where the voices are torturing me.
I've seen this world in peculiar state, I've been the victim of rumors & hate, But I guess I've been chosen to carry this cross around, In this ridiculous smallest of towns. But I will not sell out & I will not give in & the liars I will not defend.
No, I will not sell out & I Will not give in, cause it's the liars that's always accusing the righteous of sin.
& they're raising up their crosses & they're looking at me, oh please. & they're picking up stones & they accuse me of sin, but I say go ahead & throw it, for you're casting your stones at the wind.

You say I've take your daughters away, but I say that you gave them no reason to stay. You say that I've taken your sons far away, but they left on their own from denial & hypocrisy. & you criticize me & you fear what you see, but you can't even see what you fear. 'Cause the fear's within you & you're so scared of the truth, that you project all your ills upon me.
Oh, just open up your eyes & behold the immaculate lie. Our forefathers murdered to possess this great land, they shed blood for their greed & now their children do not understand & who were they anyway, to create a law that should govern a world that their dying eyes never even saw. Yeah, who were they anyway, that we should cease to evolve
to pay heed & to follow, these outdated & ridiculous laws.

I have been watching you just like an angel, writing your name in my unholy book.
I have been trying to warn you of danger, writing you songs & giving you looks.... Oh well.
Track Name: The Expanding Mind
I stood alone beneath a telescope, I watched the universe spin all about me & life is very scary to me.
I sat alone behind a gramophone, I sat & listened as god surrendered & god is technology based.
I woke up naked in this room I felt the colors of the shadow breathers in my expanding mind.

I sat down frightened with my horoscope I realized that it goes on without me & I was far too frightened to breathe.
I stood up naked by a jar of eyes I peered inside & saw my pale reflection & I am very scary to me
I woke up bleeding in this room I felt the colors of the shadow breathers in my expanding mind.
my expanding mind.
my expanding mind.
my expanding mind.
Track Name: Brian McKinney
Brian McKinney, Brian McKinney, I can see you
with all sincerity I don't wish to deceive you
but I really find you hideous & frightening
& the site of you makes darkness so inviting
I have seen you in despair, but I just don't fucking care... Brian McKinney, I hate you.

Brian McKinney, Brian McKinney I despise you
You are ignorance confined in mortal tissue
Your anomalies too various to mention
You are one of Gaia's ugliest inventions
I don't mean to be so cruel, but there's nothing else to do, Brian McKinney, I hate you

I see one thousand demons dancing in your eyes
I'd like to tell you everything about you that I despise
I'd like to hold you down decapitate & sodomize you
Rip off your flesh & leave the rest a mass of twitching sinews

I'd like to gouge out your eyes & put them in this jar
cut off your limbs & leave them lying in the reservoir
I wish there really was a god so he could damn your soul to hell
I wish that I had magic powers so I could cast that very spell

Brian McKinney, Brian McKinney, you disturb me
You're an enigma to my psyche, don't come near me
Because I really am afraid that I might hurt you
Please understand I'm only trying to alert you
I don't mean to be insane, but every time I hear your name, Oh I hate you, I could kill you, Brian McKinney
Track Name: Flesh Freaks
Flesh freaks, Siamese twins, two skeletons & one skin & it's strange looks from the church pew people
with all their patronizing smiles there underneath the steeple & they say they all love you, but you know inside your heart it's not exactly true & they say, you know that god does too & you nod your heads & smile but you know that there's no proof for you...
Flesh freaks, Siamese twins, two skeletons & one skin & it's, "Oh no" as you get on the bus
& they're all looking at their feet 'cause they know you're not like us & then they're forced to analyze, what they would do if they were you & they think they'd take their lives before they'd ever step outside, except that one little child who's just waving with a smile at the...
Flesh freaks, Siamese twins, two skeletons & one skin & it's back home to the old state school, where you take your medication then it's back up to your room & it's lights out in the institution & you hear your sister breathing & you're sensing an intruder
& it's weird Charlie from room 22 & he's pulling back the curtains until the street light fills the room & he's, taking off his prosthetic limbs & he's ripping off your blankets & he's climbing on your skin & your, hearts pound as you feel his breath, & he's pulling on your ponytails & he's pinching on your breast & your sister says you need to close your eyes as she starts sucking off this retard underneath his drooling smile & you, lay there paralyzed, holding on your pillow as tears build in your eyes & you, wish that you were free, to get up from that bed & grab your coat & leave but you're a . . .
Flesh freak, Siamese twin, two skeletons & one skin
& it's a black dress & your hair up in a bun, 4 black pilgrim buckled shoes lookout world here we come & I hope you understand, You hope they'll understand, I hope you'll understand, You hope they'll understand you're a Flesh freak, Siamese twin, two skeletons & one, one skin.
Track Name: Punish Yourself
You say you cannot believe in anything so minuscule
& I say I can not subscribe to anything like Jesus Christ. But i admit that secrets may be hidden 'neath the tapestry. But you insist it's simple in your world of saints & enemies. Isn't it great, everyone's god, everyone hates, everyone's open ended fate, everyone loves, everyone fears& everyone's scared.

Golden cities just exist inside our heads lest we persist, till all our dreams are manifest to materials & then they rust. Then we hang like empty pockets as godless space just fills each socket & eyes they swell with tears & years have gone & we're alone.. alone.. alone. Isn't it great, everyone's god, everyone hates, everyone's open ended fate, everyone loves, everyone lies
& everyone's cries.

She asked me if there was anyone that I would like to be & I responded, honestly, in 30 years I'd like to still be me, But I probably won't, cause we lose a little every day 'till every things gone."till we all waste away... away... away. Now isn't it great, god is upstairs. I know that he's late but he's coming down I swear, so you better be good, you better be quiet if you want him to save you, save you

God's just a leash in society's fist so they can lead you around 'till you no longer exist
They lock you in the cages of the factories
They lock you in the cages of the working week
& they throw you a check & they send you back home
where you sit with your family or you just sit alone
& you need more distraction than the color TV
so you pick up your coat & you grab for your keys
& you need a release so you go to the bar
you sit & you drink 'till you don't know who you are
Then you wake up with guild & you wake up with pain & then it all starts over again & there's a man where you work who recognizes your look he says hey put down the bottle & pick up the book, 'cause you know there's a place that's much better than this & believe me my brother it really exists
You say if it's true, well then show me the way
He says, first, well there's certain steps you must take & it all comes to you as you look in his eyes
the familiar glaze of some chemical high. Still you go to his church, cause you're looking for love but it's just another crutch, yeah, it's just another drug.
You've gone from some chemical experimentation
to some new form of mental masturbation & you're not a product of divine creation. You're just an accident in the palm of this nation. Because it's all in your mind, it's not good for your health to make believe in a god & then punish yourself. Yeah it's all in your mind, it's not good for your health to make believe in a god & then punish yourself.
Track Name: On And On
On and on, she sings a melody that lasts forever
All alone, I can't believe I found the hidden treasure
And while the world was silent sleeping
She'd rest her head upon my shoulder
And I promised her tomorrow
I'll be here, I'll be here, I'll be...

On and on, she said the she had faith in something bigger
All along, she tries to lead me through a hidden forest
Though the darkness did surround us
We were on the path to freedom
So we locked our hands together and carried on
carried on, carried...

On and on, and in the morning time I watch her stirring
All alone, I swear that I could watch her sleep forever
With the sunlight on her pillow, giving her a golden halo. She looks just like a holy angel, deep in prayer, deep in prayer...on and on
Track Name: Rolo (My Electric Friend)
I want to be there with you
in the afflicted room
I want to lie there with you
with all our colors on
I want to float into you
I put my scissors on
and walk towards your bedroom
you smile through flesh that's torn

I am with you
I've got my raincoat on
Can you see me?
I misplaced my cutlery
Doctors office
is right up the cemetery
Don't mind Rolo
he's just my electric friend

I want to lie down with you
'till we disintegrate
I want to kiss your eyeball
I want to meditate

I am with you
I've got my lab coat on
Can you see me?
I've misplaced my cutlery
Doctors office
is right up the cemetery
Don't mind Rolo
he's just my electric friend


I am with you
I've got my goggles on
Where's my suitcase
I misplaced my telescope
Doctors coming
He's got his virus on
Someone's laughing
It's just my electric friend
Track Name: Two big ass boxes of bbq beef baloney
Two big ass boxes of bbq beef baloney
Two big ass boxes of bbq beef baloney
Two fat lip fishes just yanking on a string
One psychedelic monkey with a spy decoder ring
and a fork tongue preacher with a mongoloid boy counting money.

Two big ass boxes of bbq beef baloney
One greasy fist midget trying to sodomize a Shetland pony
One pork pie eating pedophiliac priest
One blue lipped pussy all infested with yeast
And the freshly defecated upper torso of a Mr. Garrifola

Two big ass boxes of bbq beef baloney
Two Siamese twins sitting sucking on a strand of macaroni
Two hare lipped diuretic lesbian nuns
Four fat Pentecostals with their hair up in a bun
And a pitch tent revival where they're swinging to the sound of baby Jesus

Well have you seen those fuckers all walking to class
with their big ass britches & their baseball caps
and a "Jesus Saves" sticker on the old book sack
Hey! Won't somebody tell the choir
When Jesus Christ gets back he will be pissing fire
until they're Two big ass boxes of bbq beef baloney
Bible toting, chicken choking, crack smoking church pew phonies.
Just raising up their hands & crying out to their god
though they're blind the swear they saw him give a wink & a nod
and the whole tent's rocking as the preachers cramming Jesus in his pocket