Incubus Lyrics - A Crow Left of the Murder

Megalomaniac
I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen
It's unkind, but
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings
On principle alone

Hey! Megalomaniac!
You're no Jesus!
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis!
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby
And step down! Step down! Step down!

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you'd see
That all of us are heaven sent
And there was never meant
To be only one

Hey! Megalomaniac!
You're no Jesus!
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis!
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby
And step down! Step down! Step down!

You're no Jesus. You're no Elvis. You're no answer.

A Crow Left of the Murder
Unlearn me
ditch what I read
behind what I heard
look, find, free
yet! do you get it yet?
do you get it?

From here on it's instinctual
even straight roads meander
every piece contains a map of
it all, it all!

Evedence
[in the] march of the ant
pulse of the sea
look, find, free
yet! do you get it yet?
do you get it?

From here on it's instinctual
even straight roads meander
every piece contains a map of
it all, it all!

Out of line and indivisible
a crow left of the murder
every piece contains a map of
it all, it all!

Everything I wanted, wanted to know
everything I wanted, wanted to see
to see, yeah, oooh

Unlearn me
unlearn me
do you get it yet?
look, find, free
do you get it yet?

Agoraphobia
Two people touching lips
hands on each other's hips
nothing in else in the world but one another
the 42nd floor
on a distant shore
I wonder how we've strayed so far from this

remember when we were
just flesh and bone, you sir
may have forgotten how good your world can be
so put down your hollow tips
and kiss your lover's lips
and know that fate is what we make of it

Please end this
please end this
before it ends us
ends us, ends

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
for good, for good, for good, for good
for good, for good, for good, for good

I read the news today
and everything they say
just makes me want to stay inside and wait
but the better part of me knows
that waiting in the throes
is on a par with reading with my eyes closed

"what can I do?" you say
it's just another day
in the life of apes with ego trips
put down your hollow tips
and kiss your lover's lips
and learn that fate is what we make of it

Please end this
please end this
before it ends us
ends us, ends us

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
for good, for good

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
don't want to stay inside for good
don't want to stay inside
for good, for good, for good, for good
for good, for good, for god, for good

Talk Shows on Mute
Take a bow
pack on powder
wash 'em out with buzzing lights
pay an audience to care
'impress me' personality

Still and transfixed
the electric sheep are dreaming of your face
enjoy you from the chemical
comfort of America

Come one, come all
into 1984
yeah, three, two, one
lights, camera, transaction

Quick, your time is almost up
make all forget that they're the moth
edging in towards the flame
burn into obscurity

Still and transfixed
the electric sheep are dreaming up your face
and judge you from the card castle
comfort of America

Come one, come all
into 1984
yeah, three, two, one
lights, camera, yeah
come one, come all
into 1984
yeah, three, two, one
lights, camera, transaction
lights, camera, transaction

Your foundation is canyoning
fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say so much more
you're so much more
endearing with the sound turned off

Beware! Criminal
You crawl in bed, it's 3 am
you smell of wine and cigarettes
a butterfly under the glass
you are beautiful
but you're not going anywhere

We do the same thing every night
I swear I've heard this song before
a swimmer who has seen a shark
I should really be more wary of the water

You came, you saw, you conquered everyone
I'm left here guessing
oh, what went wrong?
yeah I'm down, but not out, and far from done
hey all! beware! criminal
criminal

A prism with an intellect
you throw your light selectivly
you stole my glow, a seasoned thief
the blacks of my eyes are turning into opals

Today, I walk
there's nothing here left for me but empty promises
and the thought of all the things I'm never getting back

You came, you saw, you conquered everyone
I'm left here bleeding
oh, what went wrong?
yeah I'm down, but not out, and far from done
hey all! beware! oooh, beware! criminal
criminal, criminal, yeah

Did you think, did you think
I wouldn't notice?
did you think, did you think
did you really think I wouldn't care?
did you think, did you think
I wouldn't notice?
did you think, did you think
did you really think, yeah

You came, you saw, you conquered, ooh
and I'm left here bleeding
oh, what went wrong?
yeah I'm down, but not out, and far from done
hey all! beware! criminal

Sick Sad Little World (Turbo-Geek)
No, you're not the first to fall apart
But always the first one to complain
You better get careful or you'll compromise
Everything you are

The world is a drought when out of love
Please come back to us, you're all of the above
"I'm making a choice to be out of touch--
Leave me be," he said, he said, he said

"Leave me here in my
Stark, raving, sick sad little world!"

I've never had unpaid confidantes
It's more than I would care to explain
But I have an open door policy
When it comes to blame

The world is a joke when out of love
Please come back to us, you're all of the above
"I'm making a choice to be out of touch--
Leave me be," he said, he said, he said

"Leave me here in my
Stark, raving, sick, sad little world!"

Pistola
On the tip of my tongue
an offensive is poised and rearing
my intention a bullet
my body a trigger finger

Yeah, my pen is a pistola
(insert your lyric here)
yeah, my pen is a pistola

My secret arsenal
is an infinite ageless inkwell
it's a fountain of youth
and a patriot's weapon of choice

Yeah, my pen is a pistola
(insert your lyric here)
yeah, my pen is a pistola

On the tip of my tongue
an offensive is poised and rearing
my intention a bullet
my body a trigger finger

Yeah, my pen is a pistola
(insert your lyric here)
yeah, my pen is a pistola

Southern Girl
Is everything a baited hook?
and are there locks on all doors?
if your're looking for an open book
look no further, I am yours

We'll behave like animals
swing from tree to tree
we can do anything
that turns you up and sets you free

You're an exception to the rule
you're a bonafide rarity
you're all I ever wanted
southern girl, could you want me?

So come outside and walk with me
we'll try each other on to see if we fit
and with our roots, become a tree
to shade what we make under it

We'll behave like animals
swing from tree to tree
we can do anything
that turns you up and sets you free

You're an exception to the rule
you're a bonafide rarity
you're all I ever wanted
southern girl, could you want me?

You're an exception to the rule
you're a bonafide rarity
you're all I ever wanted
southern girl, could you want me?

Priceless
The fact that you
you think you can
speak to me
the way you do
it bleeds me to believe that you
have never stepped out of the skin you live within

But when, and if this day occurs
your tongue, the taste will immitate
a battery the anti-equilibrium
your stomach becomes the floor

The look on your face was priceless!
the look on your face was priceless!
yes, the look on your face was priceless!
that look, it was

A light goes on upstairs
the attic is ablaze
this island isn't big enough for both of us
so who will swim in eel infested oceans?

Kiss the sand goodbye
because the tide is coming up and in
yeah, water, water, water everywhere
and every chance to sink!

The look on your face was priceless!
the look on your face was priceless!
yes, the look on your face was priceless!
that look, it was so priceless
priceless, so priceless

It's an amalgamation
of the things you aren't
the ways you wish you were
a split second percieving of
the way you really look to everyone of them

I wish that you could see because
I wish that you could yeah

The look on your face was priceless!
the look on your face was priceless!
yes, the look on your face was priceless!
that look, it was so priceless
so priceless, priceless

Zee Deveel (Beelzebub!)
Nice car! where'd you get your ride?
a trophy? badge of honor? overcompensation?
price tags advertise your pride
since when did what we paid for
colored cloth gage our gravity? a-ha!

Yeah you got your little world
picture perfect, it's a pearl
now go and try and sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for!
'cause everyone of us has the devil inside
you should be careful what you wish for!
'cause all of what amounts becomes you

Nice watch! man, d'ya got the time?
there's never enough and it always goes too slow
too slow

Yeah you got your little world
picture perfect, it's a pearl
now go and try and sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for
'cause everyone of us has the devil inside
you should be careful what you wish for
'cause all of what amounts becomes you

Nice watch! man, d'ya got the time?
there's never enough and it always goes too slow
price tags advertise your pride
since when did what we paid for
colored cloth gage our gravity?

You should be careful what you wish for
'cause everyone of us, oooh
you should be careful what you wish for
'cause all of what amounts becomes you, you

Made for TV Movie
I heard a word from 'on high'
glare like a light in the sky
it said, "quit blowing each other up"
voicing so crystaline clear
something's unclean in your ear
when only blood fills your cup

Hello, I'm trying to focus
but my eyes decieve me, yeah
focus, I'm witnessing history repeating

It fell like a tear from my eye
flying machine so up high
well, there goes the neighborhood
a scene set to singe innocence
upheave, unhinge, and pit against
like every made for tv movie should

Hello, I'm trying to focus
but my eyes decieve me, yeah
focus, I'm witnessing history repeating

Focus, focus, focus
focus! (I can see now)
focus! (I can see now)
focus! (I can see now)

We are, we know, we see, we think for you
the who, the what, the when, the where, the why
we build your young, we built you too, we see you all

Hello, I'm trying to focus
but my eyes decieve me, yeah
focus, I'm witnessing history repeating

Smile Lines
Met my match today
felt the blood rushing and mingling
a curious and enigmatic thing
now spiders in my dreams
synchronicity weaves like a web
when you were meant to be a meal

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say
"high school never ends"

I'll never act my age
but you can tell by the lines in my smile
that I have been around for awhile
so, insecurities
are about as useful as trying
to put the pin back in the grenade

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say
"high school never ends"

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say
"high school never stops"

This isn't coincidence
there's no such thing
this isn't coincidence, no
this isn't coincidence
there's no such thing
this isn't, no

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say,
"high school never ends"

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say,
"high school never ends", ends

Here in My Room (Pink Tractorbeam)
This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white
You enter in full blown technicolor
Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world were to fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here

Love is a verb
Here in my room
Here in my room
Here in my room

You enter and close the door behind you
Now show me the world as seen from the stars
If only the lights would dim a little
I'm wary of eyes upon my scars

If the world were to fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here

Love is a verb
Here in my room
Here in my room
Here in my room

Pink tractorbeam into your incision
Head spinning as free as dervish's whirl
I came here expecting next to nothing
So thank you for being 'that' kind of girl

Leech
Does it make you indie?
does it make you proud?
to talk the world into a paper bag
spotty stain of 'I'm ok, you're not ok'
yes, men too could be on the rag

I'm in over my head, I need a pick me up, whoa
it's easy to get high when you're standing on our backs man
will anything ever be good enough for you, whoa
stand on your own, hold your water if you can

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
the ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
not on my time

It isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
your fictional, plastic alibis
so take another hit, steal another line
did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?

When you were down I always picked you up, whoa
why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you, whoa
so fuck yourself and fuck this bleeding heart of mine

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
the ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
not on my time

When you were down I always picked you up
why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you, yeah
so fuck yourself and fuck this bleeding heart of mine

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
the ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
the ride's over

All lyrics by Incubus, copyright 2004

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