Pfiesteria Lyrics

Autistic License

This is our poetically spiritual art rock album

Autistic License Cover

1. At the Ecosystem Level

2. Razor Mike

3. Immigration

4. Not So Young

5. Spilled Beer Suite

6. Propped Up Dog's Life -> Don't Stay Away

7. Spring Like Sunday

8. Stairs in the Night


1. At The Ecosystem Level

 (A song about balance)
 
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
 
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?
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?
Where do we go?
 


2. Razor Mike (Instrumental)

 (Listen to Paul play the guitar with a razor)


3. Immigration

(They built this nation)

They came across the sea

In multitudes of boats
They came to America
To see all that floats
A new world was there
For all those who didn't care - today
We'll pave your way
With translations
Hope you can read
We were built on sovereignty
Hard work and years to flee
And we built and destroyed
In the name of Lloyds
Though justice did reign
Cowboys in Spain
The community was everything
Though we worked so hard
The depression came wide and far
Build the dam run the railroad
Cut the tree make the brick
Firearms and cannons
We filled the land with
To maintain the communities
The difference is
Have you aten any chicken feet?
Veal parmesan is for me
Ellis island's just a place
To wash your face
The tongue has needs to be trained
RRRR, RRRR is left behind
Get on a train
Go west you young cowboys
To be a cowboy
American cowboy
Learn to father learn to see
All the opportunity
Away from the island
Ellis island is a carryover
To where you want to go
It's a new land a new opportunity
To build a nation where
We can be free
We survived and prospered
Through hard work and years of toil
Sure there were some spoils
But they came to the island
Only wanting to be free
 


4. Not So Young

 (Life vs death; war vs peace; Neil Young is hip)
 
The war is over for me
No peace and no cease fire
No honor will there be -- none
For the deserter and the liar
 
Death and sickness numbed my soul
They have also numbed my mind
With antipathy and disgust
For myself and for my kind
 
Though my years they measure few
And my song is far from sung
You can see I'm not so young
 
What of glory we pursued
Is left waning in the dust
Across the landscape of destruction
And the arms we left to rust
 
I cannot wish to try
To see the things which have no answer
Better to bid farewell than sorrow
That can eat one like a cancer
 
I will follow my feet wherever
Wherever they seem to wish to take me
To my home and hearth and the love of one
One who never would forsake me
 
As the miles roll away
The land rises to meet the hills
I will shed the years of suffering
And reawaken my will
 
As the sights and smells of nature
Begins to fill my heart
With hope and love and sex and dreams
And the promise of a brand new start
 


5. Spilled Beer Suite

 (A personal tragedy)
 
1. I spilled my beer today
 
I spilled 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 gotta go make a beer run
Before our day is done
 
2. 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
 
3. Other possibilities
 
You know it wouldn't be so evil
If was a Coors or some other gut rot brew
Even a Michelob or some other cervesa
But this one was Beck's and that won't do
It maybe even could have been a Miller Lite
Or a Natural Lite or a Bud Lite
Or some other lawn mower beer
But the only thing better than the rest
The one that's the best
Is one of Pfiesteria's own home brewed beers
 
4. Maybe
 
Maybe I'll do better next wine
Maybe I'll spill some wine
At least it's not tragic as when you spill that good old beer
Maybe we'll just buy more
Next time we go to the store
That's probably the best idea of all - that's for sure 
 


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

(A couch potato and a stalker)
 
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, oh 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 2nd)
 


7. Spring Like Sunday

 (Jamming on a Sunday afternoon)
 
A new day's another day
Hoped she wasn't hopin'
Seeking the long way
Find the door open
 
The piper is playing
She's got all the answers
Behold
Deep questions 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
Mortal men first lost love heart attack
Anxiety will kill you
Don't let 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
 
Eye contact acceptable
Though you know in her soul
She wants to please, get me
 
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
Take off your clothes and enjoy the walk
It's a religion we don't talk
 


8. Stairs in the Night

 
Stairs in the night
Don't miss a stair
Stairs in the night
One flight in the night
Just one step
One flight in the night
Don't miss a stair