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Screwjack

BandRock

Marsiglia is: Mad Max, John Connor, Johnny Cash, Lex Steele, Billy Mitchell, Bill Murray. Larry, Curly, Moe. Charles Bronson, Bronson Pinchot, Charlie Murphy, Charlie Brown. Albert Hammond, Albert Hoffman, Owlsley Stanley, Cheech and Chong. Vismund Cygnus, Sigmund Freud, Cosmo Kramer and a droid.

Biography

They are the captains of hooks, the renegades of riffs, bastard sons of the drumbeat, no strangers to ice, no strangers to heat, up front and self-centered, foaming and untethered, never knowing how much is enough or when enough is too much. Marsiglia is an hegemonic, electric, hedonic, bombardment of sonic sound waves.

Lyrics

Phantom Portrait

Written By: Eshleman/Hayduk


phantom portrait
a picture of me
build your fortress
armed to the teeth
your reaction
no one sends a message
the look on your face
looking back at me

there's no fear in my heart
there's no fear in my soul
no infernal, churning sense of love's control

you'd better find a way
find a way to rearrange the words to pray
pray to find a better day through sound in waves
the ringing in our ears inside us
instant tinnitus

you'll find us
doing what we do regardless
breaking on through
a new conscience

maybe you should just give it a chance

to take the world by storm
i've been raging since the day i was born
a raging bull in a china shop
picked a number
it's almost up

no fear in my heart
no fear in my soul
no infernal, churning sense of love's control

you'd better find a way
find a way to rearrange the words to pray
pray to find a better day through sound in waves
the ringing in our ears inside us
instant tinnitus

you'll find us
doing what we do regardless
breaking on through
a new conscience
maybe you should just...

a new announcement
a proposition to the auctioneer
to retract my donation in order to save face
before i face the music notation

don't sell me out
don't tell me now
it's too late
it's true

don't hate the truth
that's what i do
but what you do
that's up to you to decide
if you're gonna run and hide
if you're gonna stay inside
if you're gonna lose your mind
if you're gonna find the time to walk the line

ringing inside
instant tinnitus

you'll find us
doing what we do regardless
break on through
a new conscience

maybe you should just give us a chance

Past the Point

Written By: Hayduk

it's only natural to feel attraction
to feel it burning down deep in your chest
wondering if i am the neverending source of satisfaction
as the words of the whispers suggest
my eyes deceive me she's a devil in that dress
with a bloody mary in hand to match
there's nothing i can do to change my intentions
i am past the point to know regret

when we were one i felt nothing at all
would be the same again after my fall

it's so much easier to please your demands
than cut you down with a glance from where i stand
i've seen you in the middle of the night
dancing in the pale moonlight
it's so much harder to judge from both sides
of the mirror, i can't realize the difference
between me and you

when we were one i felt nothing at all
would be the same again after my fall

don't look to me for sympathy under certain circumstances
this of course tops the list
and now you'll take your chances
and now you'll take your chances with me

when we were one i felt nothing at all
would be the same again after my fall

Total Recall Flashback

Written By: Hayduk

you can't please everybody all the time
it's hard enough when you ain't pleased yourself
what say we sleep on it
decide tomorrow
have the decency to leave me one last dream
if i recall i had one of those
a total recall flashback

in here the air is stale
the evening sky burns red
how did you ever get that idea in your head?
i wouldn't call that inspiration

in here the air is stale
backed in a corner
all you could taste is chloroform

its coming back to you

he's coming back to see you soon

it's relative in preposterous proportions
lies turn to facts through incredible contortions

what do you make of it
decide tomorrow
i got the patience to give you room to breathe
all that i want is that you give it me

in here the air is stale
the evening sky burns red
how did you ever get that idea in your head?
i wouldn't call that inspiration

in here the air is stale
backed in a corner
all you could taste is chloroform

he's coming back to you

he's coming back to see you soon

Happy Endings

Written By: (Hayduk/Eshleman/Bricker)

(Intro):
gunpowder c4 incense napalm
blue news sea graves sole power a bomb
cheap shoes great waves
colored prisms fade away
penance for my optics
pennies in your bucket
debt oath oak tree parkjob shaky
give me, give me, give me your keys

how long before i go to far?
how long before i fall apart?

(Verse 1):
i wipe the sweat from my face
with the bread that i eat
while i await my turn
to return to the ground
i know the blood from my nose
likes the back of my hand
better than drippling down
when you're kissing my lips

(Verse 2):
you are the salt in the ocean
salt in the ocean
salt in the wound
you salute commotion
bottled emotions
roller coasting
no motion sickness pills
now its out in the open
the water has spoken
simon/simon says its broken records breaking through
so prove to yourself you got nothing to lose
and you will know the truth

(Prechorus):
i can't take it
you remind me of someone
but i just can't place it

(Chorus):
who? who do you remind me of?
of whom do you remind me?

its a bird, its a light
its a burden, you're right
its a flat mantis on the hot black pavement
put it out of sight
put it out of sight
if a dirty little secret
keeps you up at night

who?
who do you remind me of?

(Verse 3):
cough syrup bourbon
cobras on a rampage
heading out to roland
someone's gonna get paid

bedwetter better days
stinking up the airwaves
those pink-o commie a-holes
would never last a second

debt oath oak tree
buckshot safety
give me, give me, give me your keys

how long before i go too far?
how long before i fall apart?

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
well, how was i supposed to know
i've seen so many faces
but they're not the ones i know
i know it doesn't matter
i know i wasn't made for a life of idle chatter
i know i will suffer the silence only broken by one
barely beating heart
and all for what?
art?

(Verse 1)

Rubix Cube

Written By: (Bricker/Hayduk)

(Verse 1):
your baby, she's a rubik's cube
she's got three chipped corners
and a bad attitude
i'm sorry but it must be said
she's a damaged little girl
with a fucked up head

(Chorus):
crossed wires, loose connections
desperate needs to feel affection
she's the prize of poor selection
she's a kit with no directions
crossed wires, loose connections
and no one seems to care

and it really was a shame
when i saw what i became
but just like ian said
i'm not too blame

(Verse 2):
the words spelt wrong
still mean the same thing
and i can only imagine
the trouble they bring
you're a slave to your vices
and your inhibitions lose
when you try to peel the stickers
from your rubik's cube

(Chorus)

(Bridge):
you know this world can be so heavy
she watched her first love wither and fade away
she's got good reason to be afraid
her lonely, burning spirit's yearning
for a drop of water from a bone dry well
well, well what the hell's the fuss?
it's all over for all of us

(Chorus)

Counting Sheep

Written By: (Hayduk)

(Verse 1):
that the thing about a life worth living,
it leaves time for little else

our destruction breeds a dionysian season,
a new state of indulgence

bye-bye big bang in the ganglands,
we've all learned how to devolve

stacked-up knee-high skyscraper drive-by,
buffalo soldier shut up

i can smell that diesel fuel
that burned down the halls of that high school

when all the girls went wild,
the little girl went wild

(Chorus):
all i really want is sleep,
i've had enough of all this counting

all i really want is sleep,
i've had enough of all this counting sheep

(Verse 2):
just one to please the gods.
just one to square the odds.

just one to bring an end.
we need someone who ain't got friends

to carry out this divine deed:
stir the pot, let it bleed

(Chorus)

(Outro):
Just one to please the gods.
Just one to square the odds.

Just one to please the gods.

Love of the Game

Written By: (Hayduk)

(Verse 1):
watch the television set consume
what's living in a living room

it's only money, drugs, sex, and guns
it's only somebody's first born son

it doesn't matter what you want you to choose
you're gonna realize you were born to lose.

full of love
love of the game
less than honest mistakes were made
in your name

(Chorus):
pushing pins into the walls at night.
hold a vigil in candlelight.

you stay awake
shaking, frozen, and frightened
to live again to not have a fighting chance
to be so sure
a chance to be so sure

(Verse 2):
i tried to memorize my altered states.
forgot the continental forty-eight.

a wise man once said it's great
to be alive to see a dynasty fade.

see it fade?
see, it's fate.

(Chorus)

watch the television.
set?
consume.

what's living in a living room?