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Phish lyrics
Album: Farmhouse [2000]
| Farmhouse | |
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Welcome this is a Farmhouse
we have cluster flies alas
And this time of year is bad
We are so very sorry,
There's little we can do
But swat them
She didn't beg oh, not enough
She didn't stay when things got tough
I told a lie and she got mad
She wasn't there when things got bad
I never ever saw the northern lights
I never really heard of cluster flies
Never ever saw the stars so bright
In the farmhouse things will be alright
Woke this morning to the stinging lash
Every man rise from the ash
Each betrayal begins with trust
Every man returns to dust
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| Twist | |
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I spoke your name for many days
Pronouncing it in several ways
And moving letters all around
And substituting every sound
And when you heard the end result,
I told you it was not my fault,
If you were here more of the day,
It wouldn't twist around that way
Wouldn't twist around (wouldn't twist around) that way Whoo!
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| Bug | |
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There've been times when I wander
And times when I don't
Concepts I'll ponder
And concepts I won't ever see
God isn't one of these
Former or latter
Which did you think I meant
It doesn't matter to me
Bug
It doesn't matter
(Don't need it)
Bug
It doesn't matter
(Don't need it)
Bug
It doesn't matter
(Overrated)
Overrated
Gold in my hand
In a country pool
Standing and waving
The rain, wind on the runway
Spending or saving
Credit or debt
Which did you think I meant
Nothing I see can be taken from me
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| Back on the Train | |
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When I jumped off, I had a bucket full of thoughts
When I first jumped off, I held that bucket in my hand
Ideas that would take me all around the world
I stood and watched the smoke behind the mountain curl
It took me a long time to get back on the train
Now I'm gone and I'll never look back again
I'm gone and I'll never look back at all
You know I'll never look back again
I turn my face into the howlin' wind
It took me a long time to get back on the train
See my face in the town that's flashing by
See me standing at the station in the rain
See me running there beside the car
I left it all behind, again I'll travel far
It took me a long time to get back on the train
When I jumped off, I had a bucket full of thoughts
When I first jumped off, I held that bucket in my hand
Ideas that would take me all around the world
I stood and watched the smoke behind the mountains curl
It took me a long time to get back on the train
It took me a long time to get back on the train
It took me a long time to get back on the train
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| Heavy Things | |
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Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Vanessa calls me on the phone
Reminding me I'm not alone
I fuss and quake and cavitate
I try to speak and turn to stone
Tilly reaches through my vest
to do the thing that she does best
she probes and tears my ventricles
steals my one remaining breath
Stumbling as I fall from Grace
she needs my vision to replace
her ailing sight throughout the night
leaving two holes in my face
Mary was a friend I'd say
'til one summer day
she borrowed everything I owned
and then simply ran away
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| Gotta Jibboo | |
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Momma sing sing thatcha gotta jibboo.
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Momma sing sing thatcha gotta jibboo.
Gotta jibboo and keep on drinking, too
Gotta Jibboo
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| Dirt | |
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Washed up on shore...
Washed up on shore...
I'd like to live beneath the dirt
A tiny space to move and breathe is all that I would ever need
I want to live beneath the dirt
Where I'd be free from push and shove like all those swarming up above
Beneath your heals I'll spend my time
Shout your name into the wind
I'll wiggle in the earth and dew
Shout your name into the wind
And somtimes I will think of you
Shout your name into the wind
And if you ever think of me
Kneel down and kiss the earth
And show me what this thought is worth
I'll never hear your voice again
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout yout name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
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| Piper | |
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Piper, Piper, the red, red worm
Woke last night to the sound of the storm
Her words were words I sailed upon
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| Sleep | |
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I can't describe the feeling when
I'm in my bed asleep and then
I wake up with a vision blurred
And all my efforts are deterred
To reconstruct this image lost
There're certain things my mind won't do
And even though they're very few
The image glistens like a gem
Repairing is not one of them
So I'm awake though in my mind
The image that so unrefined
Is calling to me from the deep
Tempting me to fall asleep
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| Sand | |
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If you can heal the symptoms
But not affect the cause
It's quite a bit like trying to heal
A gunshot wound with gauze
If you instead attempt to wrest
The pistol from the hand
Then I would not be able to
Equate my life with sand
Flowing through the hourglass
Pushing through the funnel
Turn once more while racing
All your siblings for the tunnel
Slide and let the silicone
Embrace you as you fall
Then bounce and land you let
Your brothers crush you to the wall
I would choose my own religion
And worship my own spirit
But if he ever preached to me
I wouldn't want to hear it
I'd drop him, a forgotten god,
Languishing in shame
And then if I hit stormy seas
I'd have myself to blame
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