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  • When she was four she pinky swore
    While sitting in a swing
    When the promise broke in half
    They snipped the tiny thing

    At seventeen she married
    But her husband soon was gone
    She lopped off the golden wedding ring
    And the finger it was on.

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    That she carries everywhere.
    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    So she always has a spare

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    With excessive wear and tear
    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    They need digital repair

    She flipped the bird at twenty-two
    At entirely the wrong time
    The injured party chopped it off
    So she pickled it in brine

    At twenty-nine she killed a man
    Because he wouldn’t linger
    Instead of facing life in jail
    They took her trigger finger.

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    And she’s worn them to the bone
    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    Most of them her own

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    And she runs them through her hair
    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    She adores it when you stare

    Desperate to leave town she stuck
    Her thumb out on the highway
    And knocked the digit cleanly off
    On the mirror of a semi.

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    They’re her dearest joy and pride
    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    She couldn’t lose them if she tried

    When they get a little itchy
    She scratches them and sighs
    She waggles them at children
    Or she sneaks them into pies

    She never has to lift them
    She can count her way past ten
    She uses them to beckon
    And then frighten off the men

    She keeps two tied together
    In a tiny little cross
    For luck she says and then she counts
    The thumb wars she has lost

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    The thumbs are hard and green
    She plays with them on subways
    And she loves to make a scene

    She cannot hold a cigarette
    Or use a fork and knife
    She tucks cigars between her toes
    She’s spoon fed by her wife

    Watch out for Mama on the road
    Be careful where you look
    She waves to all the passers-by
    But she’s got one … hell .. of .. a .. left .. hook

    Mama’s got a bag of fingers
    Mama’s got a bag of fingers

  • You will drink and I will breathe
    Rising from what lies beneath
    You will pulse, and I will swell
    In darkness where the sinners dwell

    You will ripen, I will bruise
    The love I crave, the pain I choose
    You will hang, and I will bleed
    In this moment born of need

    This fruit lies rotting in my palm …….Windfall.

    That night we slept forever
    By morning we were found
    Fractured in the wreckage
    And scattered on the ground

    Woken by the thunder
    Limp and shorn of hope
    Filled with rot and swinging
    On the far end of a rope.

    I will hunger, you will feed
    Bursting from this blackened seed
    I will struggle, you will fall
    Into this land I sowed with salt

    I will bloom, and you will fade
    Drowning in the love we made
    Taste the fruit and drink the wine
    Thirst eternal, love divine

    I dreamed I jumped, I only fell …… Windfall

    You will hang, and I will bleed
    In this moment born of need
    Taste the fruit and drink the wine
    Thirst eternal, love divine

  • I don’t want ano .. ther drink
    You’ve had way too much .. I think
    I know it’s time for me .. to leave
    How could I have been so .. naive?

    You told me we would take .. it slow
    Until I gave up say .. ing no
    This didn’t end the way … I planned
    What part of no did you not un .. der … stand

    I was scared I might offend you
    Now i’m trying to pretend you
    Didn’t force me to my knees you
    Didn’t tell me not to tease you
    Didn’t make me beg you please
    You didn’t watch me slowly freeze
    This is submission by degrees
    Malfeasance in parentheses.

    I meant NO - NO NO NO NO NO

    You were acting like a Ro.. meo
    Like you were calling in a debt .. I owe
    I was drowning in the un .. dertow
    But you said it was the af .. terglow
    I’ll save us all the blow .. by blow
    They tell me this is how .. we grow
    Looking back there is one thing .. I know
    I wasn’t your first ro .. deo

    Cause I don’t know what I stayed for
    After all the games you played, you’re
    Not the sort of man I prayed for
    Or I’d fall on a grenade for
    Can’t obliterate this stain or
    The echoes of this pain
    But this will not be in vain, I swear
    You won’t do this again

    I meant NO - NO NO NO NO NO

    My silence..
    Wasn’t my permission
    To force me into submission
    But my vulnerable position
    And your singular ambition
    And the lies told by omission
    Meant this wasn’t long division
    There was only one condition
    To the price of my admission

    The entire time we’re fighting
    You said isn’t this exciting
    And although I felt like crying
    I was trying to survive and so
    I just kept right on smiling
    And pretending it was fine
    Things were so different in my mind
    Now I’m gonna hit rewind ..

    Let me tell you how this works ..

    I said I’m grateful for .. the ride
    But it doesn’t mean you’ll come .. inside
    Don’t need you to change .. my mind
    That wasn’t a release .. I signed
    Just because I didn’t say .. the word
    Doesn’t mean the lines .. get blurred
    This day won’t end the way … you planned
    What part of no did you not un .. der … stand

    I don’t mean maybe later
    I’m not an alligator
    Nothing left to wait for
    I wasn’t bought and paid for
    I don’t want you to beg, just
    Regret you ever met me
    A hundred ways to say no
    For yes, you’d hear me say so

    I meant NO - NO NO NO NO

  • My true love is a mystery
    He’s magical and wise
    I lost him on the sofa
    When he closed his eyes.

    My true love is a writer
    He told me, it’s a fact.
    That’s why he keeps his extra ink
    Neatly in a sack.

    Oogie oogie oogie

    He’s the the Mata Hari of Calamari
    He’s the Captain Kidd Of Squid
    He’s an Act of God, a Cephalopod
    He’s the Octopus named Sid.

    My love, he’s a swimmer.
    He told me, so it’s true.
    He takes a cold bath every day.
    That’s why his skin is blue.

    My true love had a siamese twin
    He told me, I believe
    That’s why he has two extra arms
    Sprouting from each sleeve

    Oogie oogie oogie.

    He’s the Mata Hari Of Calamari
    He’s the Captain Kidd Of Squid
    He’s an Act of God, a Cephalopod
    He’s the Octopus named Sid.

    His suckers sink into my skin
    Pulling bits of me within
    Ink surrounds us in a cloud
    Hiding what i’m on about

    He was spellbound by my lack of limbs.
    Two above and two below
    But he met a snake last christmas
    And left me in the snow

    Oogie oogie oogie

  • Oh lord send me back to
    October the third
    When words went unspoken
    And lines were still blurred
    The sun shone bright yellow
    The heavens deep blue
    Warm wind was like music

    I loved only you

    Ohhhhhhhh ..... only you

    I’m going back to
    October the third
    I won’t tell a soul
    And I won’t break my word
    I’ll dream there forever
    I’ll drink summer wine
    And leave you the last
    Of these unwritten lines

    Ohhhhhhhh..... these lines

    They’ll hang in the balance
    Of ignorant bliss
    They’ll seal up the tomb
    Of our very last kiss
    You’ll tell me it’s over
    You’ll have the last word
    I’ll be safe in the silence
    Of October the third

    I won’t face the dawn on
    The fourth of October
    Where chill winter winds
    Leave men broken and sober
    The birds have long flown and
    There’s ice on the pond
    And leaves in full colour
    Lie wet on the ground

    Ohhhhhhhh ..... on the ground

    I’ll live out my days on
    October the third
    Where words are still secrets
    And lines have all blurred
    The sun shines bright yellow
    The heavens deep blue
    Warm wind is like music
    I love only you

    Ohhhhhhh ..... only you

  • His grip was tight, she could not fight
    In sunlight through the glass stained blue and red
    The preacher man held out his hand so gently
    Let me tie the knot for you he said

    He’d laid her bare, she’d loosed her hair
    He watched her from the stately feather bed.
    With trembling hands she gave the man a ribbon
    Let me tie the knot for you he said

    The heart is a wild beast a’running
    And love is just the dream in which its caught
    And the ring upon your tiny little finger
    Is a tangled and eternal silver knot

    At the mirror, before dinner
    He jerked the silk cravat about his head
    She heard the hiss, tried calming with a whisper
    Let me tie the knot for you she said

    A token of the man she’d loved
    He seized the lover’s scarf around her neck.
    With narrowed eyes, he pulled it ever tighter
    Let me tie the knot for you he said

    With skin turned blue and eyes gone red
    A line of angry purple round her throat
    She followed close behind him,
    From dusk til every dawn
    Her ragged voice a whisper of reproach

    The heart is a wild beast a’running
    And love is just the dream in which its caught
    And the ring upon my tiny little finger
    Is a poisonous and bitter silver knot.

    With unpaid debt, he never slept
    Hold tight, my love, I think we’ve reached the end
    Her little ghost held up the rope in moonlight
    Let me tie the knot for you she said

    The heart is a wild beast a’running
    And love is just the dream in which its caught
    And the ring upon my tiny little finger
    Is an infinite and frozen silver knot.

  • If I had to be a spoon, I’d be the big one
    But honestly I’d rather be a shovel
    I’m happier alone in any room
    My heart is an involuntary muscle.

    If I told you that I loved you, I’d be lying
    I’d say anything to make this conversation end.
    The entire awkward time, I will be smiling
    Why the hell can men and women not be friends?

    I never feel the need to be protected.
    I’d sooner stab my eyes than turn my back
    I’ll hold you when I know that you expect it
    But I’d much prefer you didn’t hold me back.

    If I had to be a spoon, I’d be the big one
    But honestly I’d rather be a shovel
    I’m happier alone in any room
    My heart is an involuntary muscle.

    I’m a porcupine, so please don’t try to pet me.
    My quills are hidden deep beneath my skin.
    I promise if you touch me you’ll regret it
    It’s getting late, I won’t warn you again.

    That spoon feels mostly like a bear trap
    I’ll be gnawing off my foot to get away
    The weight of expectation is exhausting
    There really has to be a better way.

    If I had to be a spoon, I’d be the big one
    But honestly I’d rather be a shovel
    I’m happier alone in any room
    My heart is an involuntary muscle.