Lightmares are Rich & Educated

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Recorded by Kyle Mcdons over two days at Superbob Studios, Moncton, NB

Photography/design by Andrew Blair

All songs written/performed by Lightmares

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released April 25, 2014

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Track Name: The Sweat of a Hero
Another AM wake up
says the coffee pot's already cold
shit, shower, shave, brush of make up
and kiss the kids before you go

Recite the same old story
y'know, I sold my soul for rock 'n' roll
found education appalling
and too bright a mind to shovel coal

Oh, but you're getting old

and you're still standing in line to smell the sweat of a hero
you're still squeezing a lime 'round the watering hole
How's the show?
I don't care to know
let the jester come around when my hungered belly's full

Look to the crooked smile
of the hangman dangling back and forth
the blood that pools on the tile
of the lemon scented kitchen floor

Don't fight that winding highway
stop a while 'til you're sure
that you will make it up one day
and live the life you're paying for

Ah, fuck it, I don't care no more

but you're still standing in line to smell the sweat of a hero
you're still squeezing a lime 'round the watering hole
How's the show?
I don't care to know
let the jester come around when my hungered belly's full
Track Name: Confidence Rock
Painted to look like a lion
faint-hearted runt to the core
the rat rolls out of the dry eye socket
screaming 'man, I just can't do it no more.
Think maybe we were

born to boast with the best of 'em

Snorts up a rail of broken glass
through the funnel of a counterfeit bill
says the dope ain't got her neck in a rope
cause she knows she's got no life left to kill
oh baby, we were

born to boast with the best of 'em

Eyes like ours won't do nothin'
for the cover of no teen magazine
brown as the shit we were born in, babe
hard as the bark on the tree
think maybe we were

born to boast with the best of 'em
Track Name: Soup
No soup for no one
no beef, no buttered biscuit
'less it's saved and sat upon, and rationed 'cross an endless night shift
For every mouse there is a maze, and if there's will to walk it
a piece of cheese to eat and shelter in a doctor's pocket
but I left my light on
that swinging bulb up in my attic
I turned my TV off and spared myself that ceaseless static
I learned to cross like fingers at the backs of children lying
fearful faithful that they've got the facts in times so trying

and if you're upset now, then chances are I'll always bring you down
Darling, if you're upset now then chances are I'll always bring you down

Helping hands, they'll fall
they'll ball to fists for pushing flowers
or raising alcoholic sips to lips that kiss like ours
and whisper word of creepers crawling in the shadows laughing
gonna shake free from them answers to those questions no ones asking
'less life's so meaningless that we should owe our puppet master
stock in even this we're told to take to kill us faster
'less life's so meaningless that we should owe our puppet master
stock in even this we're told to take to kill us faster

and if you're upset now, then chances are I'll always bring you down
Darling, if you're upset now then chances are I'll always bring you down
Track Name: Everything Avenue
Hey little girl
get your head off the floor
you're gonna find everything that you've been looking for
well, alright
but you've skin just as young as a heart that's so old
that you've got dust in your blood
and you've got stains on your soul
well alright
it was you that I saw, all painted in pink
when your hair was so tight that your eyes couldn't blink
so you cracked when you knelt down to pray to your god
'Oh lord, the nights are alright, but the days are so long'
and now you're hanging around the fountain of youth
tossing coins just to break your reflection
and they're all telling you babe that it's not freedom you crave,
it's protection

Great keeper of karma, hold onto your hat
there's a gift in the spit in the mouth of the rat
well alright
I said and even the saints got a safe place in hell
with the sparkling things at the base of the well
well, alright
and there's a feeling that hides in your spine and it waits
'til your conscience corrodes and your humanity quakes
then it leaps, and it screams, and it kicks you around
it plants a bug in your brain and sets your gaze to the ground
and then its there when you smile
and its there when you sleep
'til every move that you make is so raw with defeat
that you're trapped in a shack of unlawful design
that you built on your own, but now you're wondering why
'cause you think that you might've had more of a chance
if advised by some kind of instruction
but here I'm telling you babe, that these mistakes that you've made
they mean nothing

but if you gotta be wishing,
wish not for the world but for freedom to be
'cause if the world is listening
well then she knows you too well to ever let you believe
that the future's unwritten
that we're anything more than a handful of stars
and that the lives that we're living
would be any less hers if they were any more ours

well,
where are you?
I'm down on everything avenue
Track Name: Worn a Mask
Well, strike me still or sew me silent
saddest sight that sore eyes,
even desperate or blind,
could ever hope to arrive at

They say they oughta swap my engine
but I'm one of a kind
so they drive me out and they leave me behind
them

'I've worn a mask
for sixty four fucking years', she said
'I was born a maid,
and I'll die a maid'

'Well, let me introduce myself
again
I am your sister, mother, daughter,
maybe your best friends mom.
That bitch you ditched at your prom'
'Sixty four fucking years', she said
'I was born a maid,
and I'll die a maid.
Some dames got class, yeah,
some dames change the world' she said
'I was born a maid, and I'll die a maid'
Track Name: Notamotto
It takes a spotless execution
a gunman on the grassy knoll
no fear of God, nor retribution
upon his meek and mortal coil

are we the people in need
of a stead hand?
A modern spin on the scene
we've all been acting in?

Well, I don't know
but,
this is not a motto
no disillusioned turn of phrase
this is not a motto
don't let me read it on your grave

Can't build your house of bread and butter
can't keep your belly full on cinder brick, your picket fence
but lightning's quicker than the thunder
and there is bliss in ignorance

are we the people in need
of a master plan?
Lucidity in the dream
we've all been living in?

well,
this is not a motto
no disillusioned turn of phrase
this is not a motto
don't let me read it on your grave
Track Name: These Trying Times
Beating 'round the bush until my lips won't wet
with back and forth, across the board, a perfect ten
a pretty smile punctuated by a cigarette
a painted finger tracing softly 'cross a swaying hip
well, she's sick of playing hooky 'cause she'll always lose
she's sick of scraping shit off of her father's shoes
all itching to be sad enough to sing the blues
and got me wishing that I'd had enough of loving you
but as long as I am living sugar, be my honey pie
and if my boys are swimming, well then baby, you and I,
we're gonna drop another maggot 'top this steaming heap of trash
we'll wrap it in a blanket and we'll spank it on the ass
so it can see through crying eyes these trying times

I ain't a villain, just unwilling to let my stride break
got no sympathy for nobody who ain't got what it takes
to cast a stone outside their zone, or grab their life between the legs
Ain't no secret to succeeding, one seed will reach the egg
and one man will move a mountain with enough raw love
build something out of nothing 'til he's all washed up
and sings a melody so simple all the kids can sing along
twists his fingers in his dimples and pretends theres nothing wrong
Well, if you catch me falling like I know he must've fell
innocently slipping on a psychedelic swell
with a glow about him perfect for the one appointed king
of a palace built of rubble, and at odds with everything
well then let me hold my fingers to the hollow of the sky
and if my boys are swimming, well you know before I die
I'm gonna drop another maggot 'top this steaming heap of trash
and then I'll wrap it in a blanket, and I'll spank it on the ass
so it can see through crying eyes
these trying times

and I'll be moving, I'll be moving, I'll be moving out
a little farmhouse up the country, think I'll learn to live without
the kind of nights that got me sleeping on that bathroom floor
Oh boy
and she'll be moving, she'll be moving, she'll be moving in
we're gonna have ourselves a little one, at night I'll tuck her in
I'm singing 'Oh baby beware, these are trying times'

Oh fuck me

If you catch me falling like I know he must've fell
innocently slipping on a psychedelic swell
with a glow about him perfect for the one appointed king
of a palace built of rubble, and at odds with everything
well then let me hold my fingers to the hollow of the sky
and if my boys are swimming, well you know before I die
I'm gonna drop another maggot 'top this steaming heap of trash
and then I'll wrap it in a blanket, and I'll spank it on the ass
so it can see through crying eyes
these trying times
Track Name: So Free
To my woman as I trace her breast:
'For you, a life ahead of loneliness,
cause I am free'

I'll let my children die one billion deaths
deep in a drawer of filthy handkerchiefs
say 'I am free'

I'll hold my hands up to a gutless sky
sing Hallelujah 'til it makes me cry
and say 'I am free'

I'll dress myself up in a three piece suit
and walk 'round looking for a photo shoot
say 'I am still free'

oh yes I am

and to the monkeys as they work their jobs
the starving artists and their filthy dogs
I'll say 'I am free'

and to the students of philosophy
the drunk professor dangling his degree
I'll say 'I am still so free'

and to my woman as I trace her breast
and fumble with the buttons on her vest
I'll say 'I am free'

and though I've made myself so sick with fear
I'll hang a smile over either ear
and I'll say 'I am still so fucking free'