Dramamine by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2015-01-12 | Traveling swallowing dramamineFeeling spaced breathin' out ListerineI'd said that I'd said that I'd tell yaAnd that's you've killed the better part of meIf you could just milk it for everythingI've said what I've said and you know what I meanBut I still can't focus on anythingWe kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleevesTraveling swallowing dramamineLook at your face like you're killed in a dreamAnd you think you've figured out everythingI think I know my geography pretty damn wellYou say what you need so you'll get moreIf you could just milk it for everythingi've said what I'd said and you know what I meanBut I still can't focus on anything
God is an Indian and Youre an A**hole by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2018-09-10 | God is an Indian and you're an assholeGet on your horse and rideGod is an Indian and you're an assholeGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGod is an Indian and you're an assholeGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGod is an Indian and you're an assholeGet on your horse and rideGod is an Indian and you're some assholeJust get on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and rideGet on your horse and ride
Blue Cadet-360: A Modest Virtual Experience Modest Mouser 2016-10-16 | Take your VR headset for a spin...literally.
Perfect Disguise by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2016-09-06 | Version 1: youtube.com/watch?v=yieuEKWME5wWell, you've got the perfect disguise and you're looking okayFrom the bottom of the best to the worst Well, what can I say?'Cause you cocked your head to shoot me downAnd I don't give a damn about you or this town no moreNo, but I know the scoreNeed me to fall down so you can climb upSome fool-ass ladder. Well, good luckI hope, hope there's something better up there'Cause you cocked your head to shoot me downAnd I don't give a damn about you or this town no moreNo, cause I know the scoreBroke my back
Parasites by Ugly Casanova (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2016-05-11 | ParasitesUgly CasanovaThe parasites are excited when you're deadEyes bulging, entering your headAnd all your thoughts, they rotGod and Satan they gamble when you're deadBeams of light, one sprite, the other's bourbon insteadAnd all your thoughts, they rotIt was hot and time was sticking to my skinWe're all the punchline to a joke that they won't let us in onAnd all your thoughts, they rot.
The Ground Walks, with Time in a Box by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2016-04-04 | The Ground Walks, with Time in a BoxModest MouseOpen up the windowAll the air, oh, the air it's falling outEyes vacuum up lightSound gets trapped by the mouthWe'll deal with the remainderWhen the dents, the dents get hammered outThen we'll travel through timeThe world's an inventorWith its work crawlin, runnin, squirmin 'roundTrees drop colorful fruitsDirectly into our mouthsThe world's an inventorWe're the dirtiest thing it's thought aboutAnd we really don't mindWe'll probably never get thereBring your sightseers school teachers downIt's a watercolor weekendAll the trees are turning colors nowWe'll probably never get thereBring your candy taster, time wasters aroundAnd we'll f*ck with their mindsThe world composesWith his shirttails wrinkled, hanging outBang us togetherSee what sort of sounds we make right nowThe world plays musicPlaying skin on teeth inside of the mouthWhat sort of sounds?What lovely sounds come about?We greased all the ropesWe'll throw you a lineWe're gonna break these bouldersWe're gonna travel timeWe're gonna throw a partyAll the ghosts of trees are coming outDon't move in any directionWait until the light's inside of the cloudYou're gonna wanna see thisDon't bring your camera aroundWatch sun and sawdust alignClose up the windowAll the air, all the air is falling outEyes vacuum up lightSound gets trapped by the mouthOur predecessor left this boxAnd something's clawing aroundI think it really wants out
Ansel by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2016-03-29 | AnselModest MouseHere we go!I took a trip down to MexicoWith my father and brother, AnselYou can't know, well, you can't ever really knowWas I really supposed to know?How the hell would I know?There it goes!I made a mess of myself and the trip on the wholeMy father stayed patient with meWhy I don't knowYou can't know, you can't ever really knowThat's the last time I'd see my brother, AnselThere he goes, so...Trouble's on the headwinds, troubles on the tailwindsTrouble's on the headwinds, troubles on the tailwindsMe and my sister we hung on the phoneWatching the news as they looked for AnselOn top of that mountain, underneath the snowTheir dogs were a sniffin', I guess you never knowYou can't know, well, you can't ever really knowWould you really want to know?How the hell would you know?On gears around an uncaring sunIt doesn't know what it gaveAs the bone moon winds 'round againAgain this allows one sphere's heart to pumpPumping waves of hearts that come and goAnd then come and thenYou can't know, well, you won't ever really knowWould you really want to know?Na, you can't knowThe last time that you'll ever see another soulNa, you never get to knowNo, you don't know
Bukowski by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2015-11-01 | woke up this morning and it seemed to methat every night turns out to bea little bit more like bukowskiand yeah, i know he's a pretty good readbut god, who'd wanna be? god, who'd wanna be such an asshole?god, who'd wanna be? god, who'd wanna be such an asshole?well we sat on the edge of the riverthe crowd screamed, "sacrifice the liver!"if god takes life, he's an indian giverso tell me now why, you'll tell me neverwho would wanna be? who would wanna be such a control freak?well who would wanna be? who would wanna be such a control freak?well, see what you wanna seeyou should see it allwell, take what you want from meyou deserve it allnine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolvedwell, i want a better placeor just a better way to fallbut one time out of teneverything is perfect for us allwell, i want a better placeor just a better way to fallhere we goif god controls the land and diseasekeeps a watchful eye on meif he's really so damn mightywell my problem is that i can't seewell who would wanna be? who would wanna be such a control freak?well who would wanna be? who would wanna be such a control freak?evil home stereowhat good songs do you know?evil me, oh yeah, i knowwhat good curves can you throw?well all that icing and all that cakei can't make it to your wedding, but i'm sure i'm gonna be at your wakeyou were talk talk talk talkin' in circles that daywhen you get to the point make sure that i'm still awakeOKAYi went to bed and didn't seewhy every day turns out to bea little bit more like bukowskiand yeah, i know he's a pretty good readbut god, who'd wanna be? god, he'd wanna be such an asshole
Interstate 8 by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2015-09-28 | Interstate 8Modest MouseSpent 18 hours waiting stoned for spaceI spent the same 18 hours in the same damn placeI'm on a road shaped like a figure 8I'm going nowhere but i'm guaranteed to be lateYou go out like a riptideYou know a ball has no sidesYou're an angel with an amber haloBlack hair and the devil's pitchforkWind-up anger with the endless view ofThe ground's colorful patchworkHow have you been?How have you been?How have you?How have you?I drove around for hours, I drove around for daysi drove around for months and years and never went no placeThe overpass, the underpassI stopped for gas, but where could place be (?)*To pay for gas to drive aroundAround the Interstate 8You go out like a riptideYou know a ball has no sidesYou're an angel with an amber haloBlack hair and the devil's pitchforkWind-up anger with the endless view ofThe ground's colorful patchworkHow have you been?How have you been?How have you?How have you?*This line makes no sense to me, but it's the consensus of the online community.
Strangers to Ourselves by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2015-03-21 | "Strangers to Ourselves"We're lucky thatWe're lucky that we sleptDidn't seem like we realized we'd be stuck in trafficWe're that lucky we sleptNot to be confused the points from the purposeWe're lucky thatWe're lucky that we're so capable to forgetHow lucky we are, that we areSo easy, so easy to forgetHow often we become susceptible to regretI do regretHow often we are confusedHow honestly we have tried But we'll forgetWe have designed, have designed, have designedMore unusual things as yetHow often we are confusedHow honestly we have tried But will forgetWe'll forget
Sugar Boats by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2015-03-19 | Video: Bimbo's Initiation, Fleischer Studios Talkartoon, 1931Sugar Boats This rock of ours is just some big mistakeAnd we will never know just where we goOr where we have came fromThese veins of mine are now some sort of fuseAnd when they light up and my mind blows upMy heart is amused soThis heart of mine is just some sort of mapThat doesn't care at all or worry about where the hell you're atBut you're right thereWell, I've been meaning to dismiss youYeah I have some plans to dismiss youSo stand by, by, by, by, bye-byeWave bye, sugar boats!As soon as you paint every last grain of sandAs you soon as you paint every starIn the sky, sky, sky, sky, sky, skyWave bye, sugar boats!Well, I’m swatting at mosquitoes as they’re orbiting meI'm orbiting the sun and this goes on and on and on, you seeThis heart of mine is just some broke machineAnd when it gets a-goin', and it often gets goin'It starts blowin' steamHere we go again!This rock of ours is just some big mistakeAnd we will never know just where we goOr where we have came fromThis watch of mine is like some sort of voidCause when I look in, and I shouldn't look inI, I see it swallow my timeOh no, there it goes!I ain’t getting on no fast planeHell, I ain’t getting on no stuffy trainSugar boats on the Atlantic are fineThe sugar boats, they're just fineI'll stand on the deck so you could seeI'll stand on the deck you could wave bye, bye, bye, byeHere's the ghost that goes and waves bye, bye, bye, byeI'm the ghost that goes and waves bye, bye, bye
Heart Cooks Brain by Modest Mouse (Lyrics) Modest Mouser 2014-09-30 | My heart's the bitter buffalo..."Heart Cooks Brain" performed by Modest Mouse."Into the West" property of Dreamworks Video.
Very Rare Track by Modest Mouses Isaac Brock - Sadness Modest Mouser 2014-03-11 | Hauntingly beautiful track by Modest Mouse's Isaac Brock. From the Queens of Country soundtrack.Download the track here: soundcloud.com/modest_mouser/sadness-very-rare-isaac-brock
