The Grand Lyrics
Album: The Grand EP
All Rights Reserved. ©2008

01 - Masquerade

Dude’s in the corner.
Dude’s playing smooth.
Dude’s not alone, man.
Nah, Dude’s got some booze.
Dude feels the pressure.
Dude feels confused.
He’s useless.

She’s in the corner.
She’s calling friends.
Makeup and mirror; yeah, she set the trends.
But now she’s restless and must pretend she’s wanted.

If you can’t walk the line
You’ll be as good as blind
Grab the keys cause it’s looking like an evening drive.
You nail A through Z, but fail Z through A.
Sympathize cause I couldn’t do it yesterday.

I’ll take a gin & tonic, whiskey, vodka, rum & coke.
You try to bring it from the tender to the thirsty folk,
And then spill heavy from some bumble stumble drunken joke.
Let’s stone him.

Now when you move you gotta follow with the drunken drum.
And if you groove you gotta end it with a hit and run.
But don’t get surly if you make a mess and blow the fun;
You’re toasted.

Why girls smirk – they look better than truth?
Tripped in a trap what’s a drunk… to do?
When bars go dry? Smuggle jugs in your shoe.
When rooms go dark; Masquerades bloom.


02 - Shotcha

In his own mind he’s broken free.
He isn’t blind yet cannot see.
He rocks and rolls – he needs a fix.
Is it how it is?

And when he sleeps he doesn’t dream.
And when he sneaks, she thinks him clean.
Cause nothing is as it may seem.
Cause it never was.

CHORUS
If he hadn’t have shot ya – you’d be sleeping in a box all alone.
If he hadn’t have shot ya – you’d be out breaking homes.

[Doc Strange Verse]

CHORUS
If he hadn’t have shot ya – you’d be sleeping in a box all alone.
If he hadn’t have shot ya – you’d be out breaking homes.

He pauses hard as if to say.
He wishes he could stay up late.
But when you sleep and can’t awake; was it worth a shot?
Was it worth a shot?

CHORUS
If he hadn’t have shot ya – you’d be sleeping in a box all alone.
If he hadn’t have shot ya – you’d be out breaking homes.


03 - Thought Police

If Summer never came would you wait for June?
If August stayed the same would she even know it’s you?
..... on the floor.
May was at the door.
Marching to my death, what’s February for?

The tracks all disappear up over the green hill.
The backs are broken still but you were waiting there.
It seems to me you are mired in a dream
Of LSD & empathy, tell me what’s it mean.

CHORUS
Do we need, Do we bleed
Waiting for the thought police
Every single thought’s about to put you in
Can’t get out cause there ain’t no drought
From the reign of royalty

In seven-hundred years, you’ll make a real nice dirt.
Our memories will fade and that will fix all the hurt.
The flowers will all die.
The flames will eat the sky.
The freaks will buy a circus tent and give it their best try.

I thought she really cared about the things we shared.
But what’s the point of anything, if everything will smear.
If everyone will scare at every little fear, it all adds up to acrimony.
Apprehension’s here.

CHORUS
Do we need, Do we bleed
Waiting for the thought police
Every single thought‘s about to put you in
Can’t get out cause there ain’t no drought
From the reign of royalty


04 - Alls I Really Want

Scinx Verse:
When I was young & jealous path collided with the drugs.
Now I’m young & restless and shackled to a love.
I would like more stashes of cash beneath my bed.
I would like the feeling – just to get ahead.

Smallville Verse:
But why care about the silly things in your head
I got the X and some hoods, get these ladies to spread eagle
I smell purple like a beagle, whether it's illegal or legal
Substance makes me function ain't no party unless I jump
I was worried about not thing
I'll hog a couple lines
I'll be just fine
And if not my friend
Just press rewind

CHORUS
Alls I really want is to find what I’ve been missing.
I don’t really want to change how I’ve been living.

Smallville Verse:
She's about 5'9, 34-24-35
That's fine, blows my mind
And in due time, our stars align
I was inclined to ask her, her sign
At least in my mind
Every time I try to say something
My heart starts pumping, stomach starts rumbling
(Quick come up with something)
She's passing me by
I could get so high with just one line.

Scinx Verse:
I sure ain’t blind but now’s not the time – just not in the mood to move.
Get one drink and sit down to think – she should break the rule.
Why doesn’t she walk up to me – would make the perfect sight?
Clock is ticking, her chance is slipping off into the night.

CHORUS
Alls I really want is to find what I’ve been missing.
I don’t really want to change how I’ve been living.


05 - Marcona

My eyes are dried out from the air
Her life and lies are lined ‘cross my table, wall and chair.
The bulb it flickers overhead.
It swings and cracks it sings – pushing dreams out from my head.

I need to lure myself to sleep.
I need to line up all my sheep.
I need to forsake; orange jar’s ablaze
I need an earthquake; shake me from this haze.

CHORUS
Mr. Fireman, will the flower can quench the thirst that spits & splits the timber of my mind?
Mr. Choirman, will the choir stand, singing songs while their wrongs are preached to the land?
Mr. Sniperman, do you have a plan, to shoot the suits of ill repute when they wave their hand?
Life in pokerland. Joker’s in command.

What’s the signal Bob?

You wrote the book; I killed the pen.
I stole your soul; you sold it back again.
Your mantletop has reappeared
Confetti’d memories raining from the air.

The night sky has sold the moon; giving grime the silver spoon.
Brush her up my little broom; set the flowers by the tomb.
A room of dreams fills up in smoke; the womb of sparks came from my throat.
Oh Sabotage, what have you done?
Oh Sabotage, it warms like the sun.

CHORUS
Mr. Fireman, will the flower can quench the thirst that spits & splits the timber of my mind?
Mr. Choirman, will the choir stand, singing songs while their wrongs are preached to the land?
Mr. Sniperman, do you have a plan, to shoot the suits of ill repute when they wave their hand?
Life in pokerland. Joker’s in command.

What’s the signal Bob?