YOU WON'T

Massachusetts-based Musical Duo

 

SKEPTIC GOODBYE

all songs by Josh Arnoudse and Raky Sastri 

© 2011 Extraneous Music LLC

 

1. Three Car Garage

 

my god how far can baby burn the noose in 

what cause my god to turn his wailing loose in 

and i been to the bottom of the well where he yearns in despair 

‘cause i had my own and i can tell there's nothing there 

 

it's a delusion babe 

it's just a movement made 

and such a ruinous way you're traveling 

 

who'll say what shape we children bend the rules in 

one way all paid no space to spare the truth in 

and i been to the ragged humble hole where you learned your wordplay 

three car garage and a swimming pool, nothing to say 

 

it's a delusion babe 

it's just a movement made 

and such a ruinous way you're traveling 

 

i've been brought up clean and organized 

i've been each December satisfied 

i've had wishes granted, none denied 

i've been flown down south and Disney-fied 

i sailed twenty seas of deep denial on a million frequent flyer miles 

ran a gauntlet built of grocery aisles and a walking wall of guilt and bile 

tell me are you not the same as me

did you pay your dues in little league 

did you wash your hands of blood and breed 

and stumble back in time of need 

you are clever imitation mined from photographs and DVDs 

you are subtle repetition tied to thirty-two-inch plasma screen 

 

it’s a delusion babe

it’s a delusion 

 

2. FAT AND HAPPY

 

adolescent longing eyes 

smile and laugh and criticize 

ten foot tall a sorry sight 

 

repetition memorize 

still no good so one more try 

empty-hearted and resigned 

 

i am built of lazy lies 

i will cave myself in in time 

 

stranger come and stranger go 

we'll give the kids a damn good show 

i'll give them every trick i know 

 

past the street man shouting strange

he just want booze so keep your change 

fat and happy, can't complain 

i am built of lazy lies 

i will cave myself in in time 

 

3. WHO KNEW

 

if i was a cute little kid 

i would show you the painting i did for you 

but i'm up in the air 

i'm not here and not there

 

if i was a sad-eyed eighteen 

i would cut all the holes in your jeans for you 

but now what can i say

i'm too little too late 

 

all along I did what I could

but you tell me my timing’s no good

who knew

 

if i was a middle-aged man 

i would buy you a new minivan or two 

but i'm stumbling around 

with one foot on the ground 

 

if i was a hundred and three 

i would share all my boring stories with you 

but you caught me too soon 

darling what can i do 

 

all along i did what i could 

but you tell me my timing's no good 

who knew 

 

if i was Marty McFly 

i would go back to when we were nine or ten 

and i'd be your best friend 

say that i knew you when 

 

if i was a ghost on your hall 

i would haunt you and walk through your walls at night 

but i'm flesh and i'm bone 

and i'm stiff as a stone 

 

all along i did what i could 

but you tell me my timing's no good 

who knew 

 

4. FRYER

 

 out of the lion's den and Daniel is tired 

out of the frying pan and into the fire 

kachikaooooo if all love is lost he says

 why should i stay here with my skin falling off?

 

once Buddy was handsome, he outshone them all

now he's fat and he's lonesome with no one to call 

he said oooooo if i still had my breath 

well i'd run to the ocean and drown all that was left 

 

Christine loved a nice boy until her boy died 

and she's punching the walls now and wanting to cry 

she says ooooo if i got me a gun 

blew my brain from its body 

would i finally be done?

 

5. SKEPTIC GOODBYE

 

rest your head upon me 

i have seen your failures multiply 

and the folds of your eyes draw a line 

to the bedroom you left far behind 

just as i left mine 

 

let me stand, i am leaving for a while 

this childish place in our minds 

this old rusty blade in our sides 

that will whittle our bodies in time 

down to nothing 

 

set your gaze beyond me, i have tried 

your woebegone way to abide 

your hard-hearted ocean to cry 

now we're too old for biding our time 

and i'm not waiting 

 

6. JUST CAN’T SAY

 

hey little boy where you going

are you digging round where you don't belong

did you bust a door just to prove yourself 

well you just can't say 

did you earn your stripes in a haunted house while your daddy paid 

did you cut and run when the poison mud monster came 

did you come up lame 

 

hey good old guy what are you doing 

among the roaches and the ruins 

do you think someone could pick you out 

well you just can't say 

how ‘bout that yuppie yankee mouth and your sunburned face 

well what if sweat and grime won't kill naïveté?

what’s it gonna take 

 

now hey there dude are you getting strong 

digging these ditches all day long 

did you get your kicks knocking down a wall 

well you wouldn't say 

did you find yourself trying to figure out why you ever came 

did you find your heart in all the danger death and pain 

are you just the same? 

 

and nice young man do you feel lost 

between the haves and the have-nots 

will you turn your back on all you got 

it's hard to say 

when you see the misery that it brought a bit too late 

no toxic water gonna wash your life away 

you look the other way 

 

hey buddy boy you done just fine 

sucked in your gut and did your time 

tell me what difference did it make 

well you just can't say 

are you worried now that you didn't help but you took away 

well mom and dad say these things always go that way 

don't it ever change 

 

7. TEN YEARS OLD

 

oh you lied 

reached right back, dug the knife in my side 

oh i won't cry 

i seen it coming such a long long time 

 

oh my dear 

i was calling for you, you were nowhere near 

ooooo choking down the tears 

and all i ended up was sad and full of beer 

 

and so away you go 

can't say no 

i wish i was ten years old 

to see you looking at me smiling shy and slow

 

8. OLD IDEA

 

now you analyze take a breath and turn your back 

now you look me in the eyes sit me down and paint me black 

what you wanted to find all bound up inside your head 

oh you were just some old idea i had 

 

now you're singing in the subway spilling onions from your mouth 

now you're lying in the hallway trying to sink into the ground 

telling stories to a screen, making signals of yourself 

oh you were just some old idea i found 

 

now you're diving to the depths of the rubble of a storm 

raise your hand up in a fist, throw a chain across the door 

were you lying when you said we would settle all these scores 

oh you were just some old idea i wore 

 

now you're chasing after tyrants beating drums and throwing stones 

giving substance to the silence of your well-appointed home 

giving comfort to the guilty with every well-intentioned blow 

oh you were just some old idea i know

 

9. DANCE MOVES

 

 oh what'd you come here for 

with your sad look eyes and a surplus coat 

is it a childish dream? 

well you can always hope 

 

but you try and you fail and you can't and you don't 

and you ain't and you won't and you won't 

 

oh seventeen you got it all laid out 

you got that upward motion

you got the dance moves down 

by twenty-five you're sinking underground 

 

‘cause you try and you fail and you can't and you don't 

and you ain't and you won't and you won't 

 

10. TELEVISION

 

back when i was young enough to know from where i came 

i saw my love be spat upon and shouted down in shame 

well i hung my head and shed a tear when i went to change my name 

but his honor told me don't you fear 

‘cause it always ends the same 

 

it always ends the same he said 

always ends the same 

oh remember dear this too shall pass 

and it always ends the same 

 

well i was feelin so alone when the congregation sang 

of jesus christ and Lucifer and the price that i would pay 

but the preacher told me not to fear, for they know not what they say 

yeah the history is on your side and it always ends the same 

 

it always ends the same he said 

always ends the same 

oh remember dear this too shall pass 

and it always ends the same 

 

now the fishes on the TV fly in circles all the same 

like little children terrified by what they can't explain 

but when the suburb and the sky are both awash in flame 

oh the television won't survive and it always ends the same 

 

it always ends the same ya know 

always ends the same 

oh remember dear this too shall pass 

and it always ends the same 

 

and when i'm finally old enough to learn to play the game 

all the dinosaurs will roam the earth and resume their bloody reign 

but when i hear their victory song I will hum the old refrain 

no lie can live forever on and it always ends the same 

 

it always ends the same ya know 

always ends the same 

oh remember dear this too shall pass 

and it always ends the same

 

it always ends the same he said

always ends the same 

oh remember dear this too shall pass 

and it always ends the same

 

11. REMEMBER WHEN

 

it's a sorry state i find you in 

all broken where you would not bend 

with dagger drawn and steel to skin 

you poke at wounds that do not mend 

 

and i've seen you act this way before

 it's not as funny anymore 

with tired eyes you cross the floor 

to say goodnight and close the door 

 

the days and weeks will not be kind 

to those who fight the will of time 

to little boys who fantasize 

and dream of toys instead of wives 

 

and it's a sad charade i leave you in 

a wicked way to see it end 

still calling out without a friend 

remember me, remember when

 

12. REALIZE

 

wasn't there gonna be a rolling thunder 

wasn't there gonna be a vicious rain 

wasn't there gonna be women and children everywhere 

fleeing them planes when they came 

 

wasn't there gonna be a riot somewhere 

wasn't there gonna be a fiery fight 

wasn't i gonna be throwing bottles through the air

 doing my part for what's right 

 

well it's a hard road to ride when you sit right back and realize what you're not 

 

wasn't there gonna be a battle raging 

wasn't there gonna be a crack in the sides 

wasn't there gonna be cities of old men breaking down 

crying with no place to hide 

 

wasn't there gonna be a common calling 

wasn't there gonna be a light in the flood 

wasn't i gonna be digging up hidden treasure

instead of burying change in the mud 

 

well it’s a hard road to ride when you sit right back and realize what you’re not 

 

in the middle of the middle of the ocean 

in the middle of the middle of the night 

cast aside all my troublemaking notions 

and sailed for the sedentary life 

 

in the meadow where we struggled in the old days 

only evidence of cigarettes and beer 

don't look now we'll sing about it always 

the grass growing wild through the years 

 

well it’s a hard road to ride when you sit right back and realize what you’re not