Pfiesteria Lyrics

Live - In The Box

All songs written by P. Lemieux, B. Gould, M. Calvi;

Copyright ©2007 Pfiesteria

 

Live - In the Box Cover

1. Doctor Me Not

2. At The Ecosystem Level

3. Bipolar Psychosis

4. Corporate Coolies

5. I Have a Message

6. Spring-Like Sunday

7. Not Mopey

8. Creation Incorporated

9. Vicious Cycle

10. 250,000 Yellowjackets

11. Kill the Citizenry

12. Metal Fatigue

13. Don't Stay Away

14. Roadkill

15. Spilled Beer Suite

16. Firewall

17. Where Were You

18. The Right Wing Sucks


1. Doctor Me Not

I have a job that I go to for part of the day

It pays the bills but it takes everything that I got away

I'll go and temp for a while, like maybe 9 years or so

I can't get sick, because I can't afford it, Oh No

 

Doctor me not

 

I used to have insurance like a year ago

But I lost that job because I had to go

I broke my arm once; they set it in a weird position

And now they say that I've got a pre-existing condition

 

Doctor me not

 

If I quit my job, on welfare I will go

Then I'll be able to afford to lose my health, you know

So I'll rock on now; throw caution to the wind

Once I'm on death's door society will take me in

 

Doctor me not


2. At The Ecosystem Level

 

It's all a gamble so be a rebel

And not be hostile Dr. Jekyll

We shake hands they sniff butts

At the ecosystem level

At the ecosystem level

At the ecosystem level

At the ecosystem level

 

The biosphere of corporate life

Lies and greed and the legal knife

Corporate antelopes stray from the herd -- economic Darwinism is the word

Animals and Indians

At the ecosystem level

 

Unstable harmonic resonances

Ancient civilization

It lasted over 3000 years

Is it boom is it bust or stagnation?

 

Where do we go?

 

The economy of vapor with wealth only on paper

One person's lover is another person's raper

Don't go out of bounds and sell your soul to the devil

Know your limitations at the ecosystem level

 

Where do we go?


4. Corporate Coolies (The Ballad of Carol Hall)

 

She couldn't stand tall, with her back to the wall

Eighty hours a week

The financial nirvana of slavery is what the companies seek

 

Just like the coolies back in the days when the golden spike was laid

They work to the bone

For their house and their family; for their family and home

 

All through the holidays she worked, and she spoke not a word

Until the one day when she didn't show up

And then another one; don't you know something was up

 

Corporate coolies, corporate slaves

Serfs to your graves

 

They found her there on the floor

She couldn't give any more

She always thought it was a career path

But it turned out to be like a replay of the "Grapes of Wrath"

 

Corporate coolies, corporate slaves

Serfs to your graves

 

Let this be a warning to all you beware

You never know what's behind the face there

You might just explode or you might die

But the robber barons don't care

 

What care they what we give of ourselves

We will never get back

When we try to reclaim our humanity

We end up getting sacked


5. The Ballad of the Happy Face Pipe Bomber (I have a message)

 

I have a message

That I wanna take to the heart of America

So I thought I'd deliver it

Via pipe bomb and a happy smiling face

 

Nobody can tell what's wrong with me

But I tell them that it's what God told me to do

But the way that He appears to me

Is obviously different than the rest of you

 

I just wanna go

On a 3000 mile journey to see how many mailboxes I can blow

I want to give you

A message of hope and joy and blow your face off

In the meantime but that's OK you'll see

And you will not be afraid of death

After you listen to me

And I know that I'm gonna take you to paradise

Where they're all playing God with dice

 

I got a message

That I wanna take to the heart of America

The land of the free and the home of the brave

I'm not a terrorist, I'm just a sprightly knave

 

I put a message in there (In your rural mailbox)

That's gonna blow you away &endash; literally (I'm a happy psycho)

There's something in there about the government (I'm a happy psycho)

But that's just a red herring to throw 'em off my scent (I'm a happy psycho)

And off I went

 

I have a message


6. Spring Like Sunday

 

A new day's another day

I hoped she wasn't just hopin'

Seeking the long way

And find the door open

 

The piper is playing

She's got answers to behold

To the deep questions

Of shiny things of gold

 

Papa knows the balance is in the ditch

He got lucky and married that…

For God knows her sole intent

Oh the shadow's on it's Old Crow on a Sunday

 

No understanding

Beautifully whack

And mortal men won't get that

First heart attack

 

Anxiety will kill you

Don't let the fear define you

Speak your tongue

As you please

 

It's a new day Sunday

Old Crow in a bottle

It's a spring like Sunday

My wife's at the cottage

It's a spring like Sunday

Getting ready for the Monday

 

Guitar Solo over verse vamp

 

Eye contact is acceptable

Though you know in her soul

That she wants

To please and to get at me

Refrain

It's a new day Sunday

Old Crow in a bottle

It's a spring like Sunday

My wife's at the cottage

It's a spring like Sunday

To play in the box

It's a religion we don't talk


7. Not Mopey

 

Well I'm not mopey

But I am dopey

And I don't know what to say

Cause we're supposed to be mopey today

But I'm not mopey

No I'm not

Matter of fact I'm not even slightly mopey right now

I'm just reveling in my suck

 

We're just kinda stupid

And that suits us just fine

You know we like

Women and wine

But you know we're gonna

Rock the town silly

You know that we're more like

Carter's brother Billy


8. Creation Incorporated

 

In the beginning was the organization

It begat strategization

They formed a plan for globalization

Let there be light

There was creation

Creation Incorporated


9. 10th Century Monks and 21st Century Punks (Vicious Cycle)

 

We make money

To buy stuff

To improve the economy

To make more money

To buy more stuff

To improve the economy

It's a vicious cycle


10. 250000 Yellowjackets

 

We were rockin in the shed just the other day

The roof caved in -- it just gave way and there we were

With 250,000 angry yellowjackets

Well I shoulda called Terminix before

When there were only 3 or 4

 

Well we were running around inside the room

And we didn't see any way out of our doom and our gloom

Because they were stinging us to death

But we're gonna keep on rockin' till our very last breath

 

Well we'll even come back from the dead

Just to rock and sock and kick you in your head

Because our music's never gonna go away until we get heard

You can't even kill us because we're on the Internet like nerds

 

250,000 angry yellow jackets

Are clinging to my skin and they're diggin in

Well they're gonna be the death of me

But that's OK because wine and women and song were gonna be

 

And maybe the world will be better off without us

But I fail to see how that would exacly be

Because were here to rock the socks off of the people of the earth

And they would be better off if they would listen to me

 

The right wing sucks

Eat your vegetables


11. Kill the Citizenry

 

Kill the citizenry

My God told me to

Kill the citizenry

The God told me to

 

He lives in my left ear

Tells me things

Tells me to kill citizenry

And I think it's a good thing

 

I don't know why I do it

Except that's the excuse that I use

I could tell you anything

But that's what I choose

 

Citizens are so easy to kill

They just stand there

They remind me of cattle

And that's what we're gonna do with them

 

We don't know why

But we claim that God told us to

If you think we're stupid

You don't have a clue

 

Cause we've got the power of God on our side

Of course the people coming after us think they got God on their side

 

Well we're just stupid you know it

We haven't figured it out

But you know we're all gonna

Go up in a big cloud


12. Metal Fatigue

 

Because I suffer from metal fatigue

 

I don't know what happened to me

I got crushed just the other day

And now I'm just a pile of corroded shit

I don't know what to do about it

But I think I need another hit

 

Because I suffer from metal fatigue


13. Propped up Dog's Life/Don't Stay Away

 

Here's Words from another song

To say how long it's been

Would be absurd to stay in tune and sing again

Johnny go home, Johnny go home

 

Rooster's gonna fly

He's gonna live in the chicken house my o my

Better than a dogs life

No variety no spice

A Propped up dog's life

A Propped up dog's life

 

Couch ornament next to the table

Where he burns his brand down

His fingers are brown

A Propped up dog's life

Go to bed tonight

Fix those big dark sacks under your eyes

 

Steel wheels good on my feet

I'm so happy in the street

Be young and do my thing

I'll pass your house once more today

Don't you stay away from me

 

Practice my some tricks in the street

Jump off the handrails next to the fire hydrant

Fly through a ditch

To keep me from you

Don't stay away from me I know where you live (peekaboo)

 

Old man hobbles down the lane

No fun left for him to please

In the street is where I want to play with you

In the street

Don't stay away from me I know where you live (over on the 2nd floor)


14. Roadkill

 

What's that?

Drivin' down the road lookin' out of my window

It might be a bird that got splattered

It might be a deer from last year

 

I do not wanna clutch it

It looks like roadkill

I do not wanna even touch it

It looks like roadkill

 

It might be a dog what lost its way

It might be a cat -- well that's OK

It looks like some unrecognizable 4 legged vertebrate

 

It smells real bad but it ain't no skunk

It might be roadkill

I ain't gonna put it in my trunk

It might be roadkill

 

Watch out

Some day some hillbilly come around and eat you

It might be in gopher gravy, maybe in o-possum stew

 

It's yummy

Oh yeah it's roadkill

It's yummy

Oh yeah it's roadkill


15. Spilled Beer Suite

 

I. I spilled my beer today

 

I spilled my beer today

It was a sad thing

Now I don't know what to do

I spilled my beer today

It was a bad thing

There's the shelf but what happened to my brew?

 

I lost my beer today

It spilled on the floor

I'd go to the cooler but there isn't any more

I spilled my beer

O yes I did I spilled my beer

If I had another one

I wouldn't be done

 

I spilled my beer today

It wasn't much fun

And now there's no more for anyone

We should go make a beer run

Before our day is done

 

What did you

Do with my brew?

Who spilled my brew?

 

II. I see the bubbles

 

I see the bubbles on the carpet today

Don't know why they're not in my mouth

It's gonna leave a stain

To remind me of my incident

Hooah

 

III. Other possibilities

 

You know it wouldn't be so evil

If was a Coors or some other gut rot brew

Maybe a Michelob or some other cervesa

But it was Beck's and that won't do

 

It would even could be a Miller Lite

Or a Natural Lite

Or another kind of lawn mower beer

 

But the only thing better than the Becks

Would be one of Pfiesteria's own home brewed beers

 

IV. Maybe

 

Maybe I'll do better next wine

Maybe I'll spill some wine

At least it's not tragic as good old beer

Maybe we'll just buy more

Next time we go to the store

That's probably the best idea of all


16. Firewall

 

I try to speak but nobody's listening

I'm protected from the things they think will hurt me

I can't own a gun and I can't smoke

And I'm enslaved in religion's yoke

I can't decide what's wrong or right

And I get rejected by this porno site

 

Firewall, we live behind a firewall

 

I'm panhandled on the phone

People watching me when I'm alone

No beer for me on Sunday morning

My boss reads my email without any warning

On the Internet I'm always chasing tail

But I'm not even sure it's a female

 

Firewall, we live behind a firewall

 

I can't keep nothing secret anymore

Not even the flowers I got for my mistress

With my discount card at the grocery store

They sent a special coupon to my wife

And now she's trying to "Bobbitt" me with a ginsu knife


17. Where Were You?

 

Where were you?

That day in school

Harassment has begun, and joined in by almost everyone

I wondered why you let it go

It wasn't that you didn't know

Their cruelty allowed tacitly

When you stood by so silently

 

Get out of my way

Or you'll die today

It doesn't matter to me

Whether you whimper or scream

 

Where were you?

I work there too

They screwed me in a royal way

Now I'm getting out my Walther PPK

I seethe with boiling hate

I don't want to arbitrate

The institutional politics

They stifle justice with their little tricks

 

Get out of my way

Or you'll die today

It doesn't matter to me

Whether you whimper or scream


18. The Right Wing Sucks

 

The Right Wing Sucks

O Yes it truly does

And if you want to know why &endash; well because

Because they're absurd

Because they're bizarre

But most of all because they are

 

The Right Wing Sucks

 

They are ridiculous

They are insane

But most of the time, they're just plain

They're just plain callous

They're just plain mean

They're just plain everything in between

 

The Right Wing Sucks

 

The Right Wing Sucks

O Yes it truly does

And if you want to know why &endash; well because

Because they're absurd

Because they're bizarre

But most of all because they are

They are ridiculous

They are insane

But most of the time, they're just plain

They're just plain callous

They're just plain mean

They're just plain everything in between

 

The Right Wing Sucks

They really really really really really suck