Topic: Jagbagz Lyrics

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Planetary Motion
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Planetary motion
Circle ‘round the sun
United devotion
(?) the chosen one

(?)

Solitary ocean
Clean but never pure
I got no more lotion
(?)

The waves crash (?)
(?)
All the time

Planetary motion
Circle ‘round the sun
United devotion
(?) the chosen one

(?)

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The Janitor Revealed
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I was up for just about anything
Lean and hungry
Ready to spring
And soon enough you know the time will come
We were put on this Earth to shine
Destined for greatness by design

The mental speed bumps you must navigate
The frigid shoulders interrupting fate
I often jump-cut to my future days

Palpable wealth is on display
The casual confidence to say

In a constant tizzy
(Cyber right ?) I’m busy
Won’t you open up the door?
Space cat villain
Try to stop killin’
Me with kindness
(My day ?) blindness (speak ?)
Searchin’ for the (other ?) to come

As the glory years shuffle on by
Will the inevitable ever arrive?
You’re slow and steady
But you won’t win the race

Pardon me while I jump the queue
I got much better things to do

In a constant tizzy
(?) I’m busy
Won’t you open up the door?
(?) billin’
Try to stop killin’
Me with kindness
(?) blindness (?)
Searchin’ for the (?) to come

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Lariat
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Only a chariot could carry it across this void
I wouldn't Jerry-rig or candy coat your Latin kisses

You're not what you aren't
You aren't what you're not
You got what you want
You want what you got
People look great when they shave
Don't they?

We lived on Tennyson and venison and the Grateful Dead
It was Mudhoney summer, Torch of Mystics, Double Bummer

You're not what you aren't
You aren't what you're not
You got what you want
You want what you got
It feels so great in the shade (?)

A love like oxygen, so foxy then so terrific now
On a jape I'm returnin'
Bobby's spinnin' out
I was so messed up
You were drunk and high
Just a ramblin' wreck
Comin' off the brakes to see what was shakin' (?)

We grew up listenin' to the music from the
Best decade ever
Talkin' about the ADDs
We grew up listenin' to the music from the best decade ever!
Uh-uh-uh-uh!

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Houston Hades
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I could see you fallin’ in love
Every day people need love
With all their better halves
Do the math
Everybody needs it long enough to let it go

If Houston’s Hades
For Houston ladies
With all those
Truck huggers
Gun luggers
Now you gotta have their babies
No

This town
It’s so impressive from a distance
Listen boy
I’m talkin’ to you!

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do-do-do]

(?)
She’s your queen most of the day
As for the other ones
It’s no fun to harp on it
Everybody’s got their days

If love is Hades
For all you Slim Shadys
It’s no wonder he smashes guitars
Turn the stage into a cool crime scene

It sounds
So impressive from a distance
Take it up a notch or two!

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do]

[Do-do-do-do-do]
[Do-do-do-do-do-do]

[Alright]

Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away-hey!

Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away-hey!

Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away!
‘til that jersey falls apart

Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away-hey!

Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away-hey!

Tearin’ it away!
Tearin’ it away!
‘til that jersey falls apart

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Shibboleth
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Authority from the Christian constructs
Suffuse creativity with guilt
Without which we cannot curb our instincts to abominate it all
With a chop to the Adam’s apple
Commemorate your soul

Right angles
Triangles
No forgiveness
Ironic
Byronic
(Postmark blue ?)
Get your guard on

Son of the lord has symbolic death drive
Suffered and died so that we can give
Dud ammunition so you can criticize and eulogize it all
I’m a connoisseur of (scrapple / Scrabble ?)
Alone as someone else

Right angles
Triangles
No forgiveness
Ironic
Byronic
(Postmark blue ?)
Get your guard on

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J Smoov
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I can’t afford to want you
Still I can’t avoid your play
You creep into my organization
A whistle to the wolves at bay

At this point darlin’
I must say
That the seeds unsown gonna grow anyway
Hmmm
Rent a room
Get it over with

In a race
To the inside of your face
You’re afraid of me
Shufflin’ for Xanadu

Jewel’s a magnet
The solitary dragnet
Lookin’ for all I know

Well I see
You’re afraid
Of me
(Doin’ the jester blues ?)

Speak arrangements, baby
But you haven’t got a clue
For all that I do I know

End of the season
End of the season
End of the season
End of the season
End of the season
(Ohh)

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Rumble at the Rainbo
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[This one’s for you, granddad!]

Come and join us in this punk rock tomb
Come slam dancin’ with some ancient dudes
We are returnin’
Returnin’ to our roots
No new material
Just cowboy boots
Whoa-ohhh

Can you remember
The thrill and the rush
You’re not out of touch
Come tonite you’ll see (come see)
No one here’s changed
And no one ever will

What generation punks are we?
Would Johnny Thunder worship me (?)
Here in The Valley
It’s funny hard stuff (?)
No emo buzzing
Or that straight edge fluff
Ohh-ohh

Can you remember
The thrill and the rush
You’re not out of touch
Come tonite you’ll see (come see)
No one here’s changed
And no one ever
No one here’s changed
And no one ever
No one here’s changed
And no one ever
No one here’s changed
And no one ever will

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Chartjunk
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I’ve been you
I’ve been everywhere you’re goin’
(?) that your knowin’
(? I’m gonna make you mine)

That might be true
That I don’t need your win-back (?) wisdom
And all the restriction

In one ear and out
Of the other
If you feel the urge to share
Think again
‘Cause you’re not my mother
Actually, I’m not contractually obliged to care

Droppin’ dimes
Layin’ sweet feeds on my homies
No one can slow me down
(? I’m gonna make you mine)

Dipsy-doo
I won’t use the glass now baby
When I drive around (?)
You work up your schemes (?) Wichita

If you flood the lane
(Lonely brother ?)
Watch out for my step-back three
I put the ‘I’ in team like no other
Actually, I’m not contractually obliged to share

Buddy
You’re just connected bones
So lose that
Lose that
Lose that telephone
And call
Us all
(?)

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Independence Street
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I don’t have the stomach for your Brandy
I can hardly sip your tea

I don’t have the teeth left for your candy
I’m just busy bein’ free

Livin’ in this yurt
Everybody hurts
There’s no central heat
On Independence Street

I know that she’s nothin’ but nothin’
Nothin’ but a lover girl

See the way she gives away those kisses
She’s everything you need and more

Suckin’ on a cert
That ain’t no dessert
I cannot compete
On Independence Street

I don’t have the stomach for your Brandy
I can hardly sip your tea

I don’t have no teeth left for your candy
I’m just busy bein’ me

Riffin’ in this church
I just might convert
There’s no way to leave
From Independence Street

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Scattegories
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Scattegories
Categories
Scum electrocrat
Automatic war

Party crash
With Balderdash
Arms of Mickey’s (?)
Gets ‘em every time

Memory escapes aphasia

Pictionary
Nixon carry
Condoleeza’s rice
Scattered on the floor

Mott the Hoople’s
Got no scruples
With those groupie Janes
Mascara and rye

Tempers will be flaring soon

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Cinnamon and Lesbians
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Shanghai'd in Oregon
Cinnamon and lesbians
The power lines revolt in time
I've been trippin' my face off since breakfast
Taking in this wind-swept afternoon

Onward you Christian sailors
You sweet talking jack-off jailers
A one-stop shop with such narrow convenience

Life should be free
Take what ya need

Raised in a numbers (?) trailer
With glass-blowing funky neighbors
Come downtown 'cause we've got a cure for your head lice

We'll do it for free
Love it or leave

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Surreal Teenagers
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Reverse creation
Creation in reverse
Elevation is so high
Jello will not harden

Frontier equations
The bestiary rush
Carefree high
Anxious lows
I’m so there

(?)
(?)
Afternoon (?)
The mock execution is takin’ too long
(?)
In my head

Peace be unto you
No military rush
Intellectual oligarch
Make the music listen

Consult the stud file
And warm up the Jag
I need (?) in the morning
Custard wax

(?) larch
Victim march
(?)
(?)
You’re so inventive
The way that you drool
(?)
In the red

I’ve got a carbon copy of you
We’ve seen your carbon blank
And it’s duly noted
That you can’t wear black

If you choose to copulate
You better get home fast
With Judy and Jeana
The microscopic world

Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers

Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers-agers

Let’s reconnoiter in St. Mauritz
Near the widow’s peak
The (?) is so splendid
Though (?) steep

I’d like to Micronesia
With my man-servant John
John is ever-so loyal
He’s pugnacious in that regard

Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers

(?)

Surreal teenagers
Surreal teenagers-agers
‘agers-agers
‘agers-agers
‘agers-agers

Last edited by nguideau (2014-01-06 07:10:14)

- Nathan

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

how about the end of houston. 

tearin it away
tearin it away-ay

tearin...something..jersey falls apart??

anyway, one of the best moments on the record

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Ok, let me give it a go:

Trippin my face off since breakfest = parody of Malk lyric, I honestly couldn't imagine dropping acid in the morning- it's as if the Bizzaro Malkmus twitter hacked into the lyrics  smile

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Shibboleth chorus - "Right angles, Triangles, no forgiveness. Ironic, bi-????, post ????, get your guard on."


Any takers?

now, they're gonna burn me....

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Ironic/ Byronic / postmarked gloom?

Postmarked glue?

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Jesus Christ wrote:

how about the end of houston. 

tearin it away
tearin it away-ay

tearin...something..jersey falls apart??

anyway, one of the best moments on the record


til the jersey falls apart

maybe?

"It´s a fine line between clever and..eh.. stupid"

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Also...on Lariat I thought it was Tennyson and Venice sun but it's venison, right?

"It´s a fine line between clever and..eh.. stupid"

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swede wrote:

Also...on Lariat I thought it was Tennyson and Venice sun but it's venison, right?

I think it is venison.

- Nathan

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

I wonder if ...a love like oxygen (in Lariat) is a reference to Sweets song Love Is Like Oxygen?? Am I completely off if I seem to remember that the Jicks have even played that song live....?!?

Edit: Just realized Love Is Like Oxygen isn't an 80's song.

And btw the 80's wasn't the best decade ever.
But we were listening to the best music of that decade of course. Everybody was.

Last edited by swede (2014-01-03 13:38:19)

"It´s a fine line between clever and..eh.. stupid"

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Okay I just did a brain dump on the entire album low volume on headphones so hang with my mistakes. Check the original post and correct me where I'm totally wrong or just put (?) because my ears are crap.

- Nathan

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Independence street

Livin' in this Yurt


Suckin' on a Cert

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

SM wrote:

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The Janitor Revealed
----------------------
I was up for just about anything
Lean and hungry
Ready to spring
And soon enough you know the time will come
We were put on this Earth to shine
Destined for greatness by design

The mental speed bumps you must navigate
The frigid shoulders interrupting fate
I often jump-cut to my future days

Palpable wealth is on display
The casual confidence to say

In a constant tizzy
Cyber right(?) I’m busy
Won’t you open up the door?
Space cat villain
Try to stop killin’
Me with kindness
My day-blindness speak?
Searchin’ for the other(?) to come

Last edited by perfectdepth (2014-01-03 20:21:58)

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Has anyone listened to Houston Hades on 45rpm yet? That line after do do do....still makes no sense!...[ or, is that not helpful ] Anyhow....J Smoov sounds really nice at this speed too.......makes me wanna just hug those Jicks all over even more.

Last edited by kinetic (2014-01-03 21:12:34)

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

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Shibboleth
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Authority from the Christian constructs
Suffuse creativity with guilt
Without which we cannot curb our instincts to abominate it all
With a chop to the Adam’s apple
Commemorate your soul

Right angles, triangles
No forgiveness
Ironic, Byronic
Postmark blue
(?)
Get your guard on

Son of the lord has symbolic death drive
Suffered and died so that we can give
Dud ammunition so you can criticize and eulogize it all
I'm a connoisseur of scrapple [Scrabble? You can't really be a connoisseur of Scrabble]
Alone as someone else

Last edited by perfectdepth (2014-01-03 20:48:49)

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

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Scattegories
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Scattegories
Categories
Scum electrocrat
Automatic war

Party crash
With Balderdash
Arms of Mickey’s (?)
Gets ‘em every time

Memory escapes aphasia

Pictionary
Nixon carry
Condoleeza’s rice
Scattered on the floor

Mott the Hoople’s
Got no scruples
With those groupie Janes
Mascara and rye(?)
Tempers will be flaring soon

Last edited by perfectdepth (2014-01-03 20:53:25)

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

perfectdepth wrote:

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Shibboleth
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Authority from the Christian constructs
Suffuse creativity with guilt
Without which we cannot curb our instincts to abominate it all
With a chop to the Adam’s apple
Commemorate your soul

Right angles, triangles
No forgiveness
Ironic, Byronic
Postmark blue
(?)
Get your guard on

Son of the lord has symbolic death drive
Suffered and died so that we can give
Dud ammunition so you can criticize and eulogize it all
I'm a connoisseur of scrapple [Scrabble? You can't really be a connoisseur of Scrabble]
Alone as someone else


Nice!

now, they're gonna burn me....

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Nice PD! God damn I'm angry at my ears for missing some of those, don't make fun of me... :-D

- Nathan

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

In Shibboleth, we know Malk is a Scrabble fan, so it could be either... being a connoisseur of Scrabble or of scrapple is a hell of a funny/quirky lyric either way.

- Nathan

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Yeah but to be an expert of taste in Scrabble? Unless the discussion is classic vs. deluxe vs. travel, or plastic board vs. wood, or turntable vs. fixed surface, I don't see how connoisseur applies.

I also now think it's postmark glue, not blue.

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

malkmus let's out a beastly grunt in planetary motion!

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perfectdepth wrote:

Yeah but to be an expert of taste in Scrabble? Unless the discussion is classic vs. deluxe vs. travel, or plastic board vs. wood, or turntable vs. fixed surface, I don't see how connoisseur applies.

I also now think it's postmark glue, not blue.

Could also be in relation to styles play -- jamming the board with short words or a free-flowing game with large words to build off of... or even vocabulary -- win at all costs or strive to make impressive words.

Of course this is silly and arguably not fitting a textbook definition of connoisseur.

- Nathan

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

Scrabble makes a lot of sense with knowledge of he author. It just sounds a little bit more like p than a b. But it's definitely not clear. Weighing all of these facts, along with poetic considerations, I hereby declare my opinion is final: "I'm a connoisseur of Scrabble"

I'm also back to liking "postmark blue"

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

perfectdepth wrote:

Scrabble makes a lot of sense with knowledge of he author. It just sounds a little bit more like p than a b. But it's definitely not clear. Weighing all of these facts, along with poetic considerations, I hereby declare my opinion is final: "I'm a connoisseur of Scrabble"

I'm also back to liking "postmark blue"

I was listening on headphones while clearing snow and really thought it was "glue," but that could've been confirmation bias since I read your earlier suggestion.

- Nathan

Re: Jagbagz Lyrics

nguideau wrote:

Nice PD! God damn I'm angry at my ears for missing some of those, don't make fun of me... :-D



Nathan, you are the man. No questions asked.

now, they're gonna burn me....

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fattyma4 wrote:
nguideau wrote:

Nice PD! God damn I'm angry at my ears for missing some of those, don't make fun of me... :-D



Nathan, you are the man. No questions asked.

Thanks. PD is the main for correcting some pretty bone-headed mistakes on my part. smile

Original post is updated with latest corrections.

- Nathan