Pincushion Lyrics

Every Time I Die

publisher: ©EMI Music Publishing
writers: Billy Gibbons, Frank Beard, Dusty Hill
album: Track 7 in album Last Night in Town
release date: 2001-8-14
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length: 3:17

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Where the air hangs like the static of a dead end radio
I'm waiting with a frozen pulse
Crawl into an empty womb, don't raise these dead
They've found their God in soil

Dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn mouths
My heart is a sore but even charred faces crack smiles
Mismanufactured, screaming like some faulty machinery
The overwhelming inefficiency of infants

Artificer stead me now, you've sewn a machine
You've birthed an abortion, the corpse of God is love
I'm rotting and I'm not yet dead, I'm the king of worms and I'll have your head
Resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin, I swear, I've never been here before

Everyone but me looks like they've seen a ghost
All eyes fall on collapsing statues, stop pointing, stop laughing
There's nothing to see here, everybody try to relax
Everybody please remain calm
(I'm not supposed to be here anyway)

Divinity doesn't show what the stables hold
The scalpel proves my faith when he spits through his words
We traitors share our strings, we're suffocating under makeshift skin
Pull out the thread, sew on a heart, make peace with dirt

Track Listing

  • 1 Emergency Broadcast Syndrome
  • 2 Jimmy Tango's Method
  • 3 Here's Lookin' at You
  • 4 Punch-Drunk Punk Rock Romance
  • 5 Enter Without Knocking and Notify the Police
  • 6 The Logic of Crocodiles
  • 7 Pincushion
  • 8 Nothing Dreadful Ever Happens
  • 9 California, Gracefully
  • 10 Shallow Water Blackout