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Nightmare Afternoon

by Jagged Leaves

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released February 5, 2016

Produced by Vincent Cacchione

Recorded at Doh Ray Cabin - Woodstock, NY
Additional Recording at Duct Tape Studio - Bushwick, NY
Engineered and Mixed by Vincent Cacchione

Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering - Boston, MA
Mastering Assistance by Maria Rice

Cover photo by Vincent Cacchione
Artwork by Toby Goodshank and Preston Spurlock

Words and Music by Dan Penta
Published by Whisper Doll Music ASCAP

Released under exclusive license to Yellow K Records

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Sidewalk
94 Avenue A
8pm
w Barry Bliss
w Pear Claw

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Track Name: Low & Wet
Vision cast onto anything
My two fingers are all syrupy
The bulbs glow black
And we are both spent
It's okay if your low and wet

I don't know what I said to you
To make you think that I was through
I'll play dead but it's just a test
It's okay if your low and wet

Thirteen doves were my first true love
Dawn is the rug where I'm gagged and drugged
I still have to make the rent
It's okay if your low and wet
Track Name: City Parks
City parks are depressing as hell
No sunrise and no sunset
And gray skin like the hue of rotting meat
That is cooking itself in the heat of its disease

I know that love is not some sort of prize
And that I am all alone on this ride
Still I wish that you would hold me in
Still I wish that you would hold me in

Frozen hearts like cubes of ice
Melt
Evaporate
A flock of pigeons taking flight
And
Attraction
He asked me,
"Is love a choice? Or does it just happen?"

I know that love is not some sort of prize
And that I am all alone on this ride
Still I wish that you would hold me in
Still I wish that you would hold me in

We could sit and do subtraction
Drawing each other sketches on cocktail napkins
But then you will notice that I have vandalized the signs
Then you won't want me around
You won't want me on yr mind
And I know that love is not some sort of prize
And that I am all alone on this ride

Still I wish that you would hold me in
I still wish that you would hold me in
Track Name: A Moth In The Sand
Ziploc torso
Hand in hand
Mustard seed on your window sill
Only an ego could stay shrunk that long
The time that we spent
Was the time that we spent

Unleavened bread w a gourmet touch
As if true suffering wasn't enough
Pack the ornaments and unstring the lights
We'll be hanging ourselves from the tree tonight

And alms and bombs are getting old
And the hearth burst out in the cold
And you call me by name as if I understand
When you say that getting you to love
Is like a moth in the sand

Syntax errors and pallbearers
Syntax error
Track Name: Sewn In The Seam
In this Winter holocaust
We warm ourselves round a burning cross

There's no escaping
But I still try
Sink into the couch
Pretend I died

You've been letting yourself go
You grasp for nothing
It's all you hold
A bottle of weed and a bag of ash
You want for nothing except pure land
Track Name: Wizard Gardenia
With a Bible belt he'd scold her grace
A rusted truck bed won't erase
But drives the witches out of town
And they won't come back til the churches crown
The fresh cream girl in gold vinyl pants
Her skin is young
Like a die-cast tounge
I wanted her to corrupt me
But she don't know
Cause she can still think

Wizard Gardenia in an aerosol can
The loser, the devil severed my hand
With a leather peace sign
Strangling my kneck
Like a water baby with an exposed back
I tried too hard to turn you on
But you turned me in
Then you broke my alarm
If I never woke up for a thousand years
Would you still be blowing those Pyrex tears

Next thing you know
You wake up dead
In a vile mood
Wishing that you'd wed
That other mother with the skinny wrists
Squat on the side of the road
Taking your first piss of the day
They'd say that it's your last drag
But then you'd open your arms
And you'd ditch that bag
Then you'd be all alone
W no one who cares
To bum you a life
Or make yours fair

Don't treat me bad
That's all
Just don't treat me bad
Track Name: John Brown's Grave
I don't wanna talk about what's wrong
Let's just sit and light the bong
And let the evening burn away
I'm on the outside of you today
There's gold in them there hills
There's a hundred thousand bottles of pills
And I have to eat every one
I'm on the outside of kingdom come

I wanna brick myself into my room
Pretend the lighting fixture is the moon
Pretend that we're not sketched on a page
I'm on the outside and I'm going insane
Drinking Rumple Minze and Cherry Coke
Huddled in a tin roof home
Smoking back to back cigarettes
I'm on the outside and I'm soaking wet

I don't want to count my till
I don't want to have no thrills
They would probably soften my glare
I'm on the outside but I don't care
So let's sleep late and drive all night
Into the diffused gray light
Then faint inside day's torching heat
I'm on the outside and I've been beat

And we go on to John Brown's Grave
I've got a heartache the size of a Great Lake
She's so far away
I'm on the outside either way
Track Name: Devil Come Madness
In the padded room where I was born
With a million thorns
To a black eyed boy
From a cotton amnion
With cheap vinyl lining
How could I compete w the ancient glue
The choir shrieked, "motherfucker, shoot!"
I did
They locked me up for being crazy

From the day-glow tree's where they hung my head
The maggots fed on asphalt bread
Her fuzzy creepers snuff you out of habit

Devil come madness
You're on your own
Devil come madness
No one knows
Devil come madness
No one ever knew you

I want to touch you
But I can't even say hello
I want to touch you but I can't even say...
You know
Track Name: Never Been Born
Shh shh shy shh shy shattered
Alike eyes divide and bandage cocks
Like florists bribe flowers
The whaa n the whaa n the whaa n
The witches breed in the wilds
The wood is wet
Diseased like his smile

Toil and lie
Beside the side of the toilet
Gasping with your face on cold tile
The whaa n the whaa n the whaa n
The witches breed in the wilds
The hull is rotting
Diseased like his smile

Starvation is passion
The skin returns like infant hounds
Now suckling under
The heaving tits of Spring's bleeding oven
Roasting
The whaa n the whaa n the whaa n
The witches breed in the wilds
We sink the ship
Diseased like his smile

I don't wanna go walking out the door
But I don't wanna get down on the floor
I just wish I'd never been born
Track Name: Home
Don't be afraid
Because the money you make
Will buy back your soul
I'd sell you mine
If I still had one of my own
It was paper mache
You caked it with clay
It cracked in the kiln
And all she shreddings burned away and went home
The less that you say
The less you'll have to take away
Home

She sucks the last drag
Off of your last jack
Ginger tits
Newport lips
Orchid honey hips
The beach
Sympathy only goes so far
Empathy is just depressing
Why'd you wanna help me get home

Don't shave your head
Because religion is dead
The pious are red
But don't grow a beard
Because the end is never near
And death isn't real
Your mourning the new day
It's a test
Pass or fail
Either way eternal life's home
Track Name: Powderkeg
She said that she wishes she'd been still born
That she's a junky for Christ
She said she'd do anything for life
Then she looked at me
And I said... "And?"

She said that she really loved me
In like some pure kind of way
She said that my eyes are tidal waves
Then she looked at me
And I said... "And?"

She said that my cynical shit was getting old
That when she touched me now that she just felt cold
She said I should give it up and fold
Then she looked at me
And I said... "And?"

I swear that I would rather be alone
That I like watching you all come undone
Relationships are loaded guns
I'm a powderkeg n you got a match that you call love
And?

The first girl that I ever fuct
Was fragile as the dirty South
I couldn't turn her on but I turned her out
And I still don't know what I was thinking about
When she said, "What are you thinking about?"
Track Name: Calm Me Down
There are millions of tiny graves
Each one with four tiny coffins in it
And in each coffin is a single cell
And they're all going to burn w me in hell

The sound of laughter on the train
The sound of laughter tweaking my brain
But this constant flow of blood
Leaves room to grow
Become overstuffed

And there goes your maid
Your ease
At least she left you with everything
But all these flies buzzing around my head
Are dirty omens of death

Can you calm me down
Won't you call me down
Call me down
And I'll resign myself to it
Track Name: Death Is A Charm
I woke up this morning way too early
Rolling cigarettes and drinking rose tea
I've finally learned to accept things that don't mean anything to me
I've learned to accept that I might not mean a thing to you
It doesn't really matter too much
Either way you and I both are still screwed

So if you see me in the evening in the forest walking won't you stop and speak some words with me?
Or you might find me sipping mint juleps eating peaches neath a cherry tree
You might know something to do
You might not care too much if I did that thing w you

So when you come back
To try and show us what it's really about
You'd better be ready for the weary to call your bluff
That death is a charm of your love

I passed out this evening way too early
Drinking buttermilk and eating roast beef
I've finally learned to reject things that mean everything to me
I've learned to not care that I might mean the whole wide world to you
It doesn't really matter too much
Either way you and I both are still screwed

So if you see me in the morning in the mountains sleeping
Won't you stop and share a nightmare with me?
Or you might find me sipping martinis
Eating figs beneath a walnut tree
You might know something fun to do
You might not care at all if I went and did that thing with you

So if you come back
To show us what it's really about
You'd better be ready for the weary to call your bluff
That death is a charm of your love