Underfur

Underfur

BandPop

Biography

Underfur strives for expressive sound. The music ranges from acoustic ballads, to jazz solo guitar, to electronic male-female duets, to spoken word.

All music recorded with Logic. No pre-fabricated loops.

Thank you to anyone interested enough to listen.

Lyrics

Stummy Ache

Written By: Underfur

If wont let me in your club, that’s fine, next time youre walking down the stairs I will push you
Just cuz I wear tighty whiteys doesn’t mean that no one likes me, I dodge ball like a motherfucker Im not scared of you!

I put up my little hand and I wave wave wiggle all of my fingers
Stumbling though the hall screaming for the nurse ooh I gotta tell her that

I’m sick now, my tummy’s all twisted
Let me lie down, on crinkled paper sheets
I might throw up any second, I want to go home

Please, Don’t make me go back there, she’ll make me put my head down, on the desk, put it down

I put up my little hand, and I wave wave wiggle all of my fingers
Stumbling through the hall screaming for the nurse, ooh I gotta tell her that Im

Sick now, I feel a tad twisted
Let me lie down, on your crinkles

Im Sick now, nauseas and twisted
Let me lie(trill) down, let me Lie!
I might throw up any second, I want to go home
I want too oo o o go home
I might die ii ii here, if I cant make it home
Go home, go home, go home, go home

Stuffed with Stones

Written By: Underfur

She was born in a thunderstorm, and her name was disaster
And her parents tried, but they failed to hide, the hunger in her stare
Every one she knows is someone dying, oh and
Every word she hears, a souvenir

She was born in a thunderstorm, and her name was disaster
And no attempt of her best intent, could change the thing she was
She was born in a thunderstorm, and she pushes as she’s pulling
And by some twist of fate she cant take what her other would give

oo-oo-oo-oo-this hurts me more than it hurts
you-oo-oo-oo-oo that may not be
true-oo-oo-I got a fine set of reasons
oo-oo-oo-oo-and a heart stuffed with stones

She was born in a thunderstorm and her name was disaster
And the things she touched wound up broke and crushed like a statue in a war
She was born and her mother, torn, turned to heaven for hope and guidance
“Dear lord let my little girl find a world that’s hers alone”, alone

oo-oo-oo-oo-this hurts me more than it hurts
you-oo-oo-oo-oo that may not be
true-oo-oo-I got a fine set of reasons
oo-oo-oo-oo-and a heart stuffed with stones

oo-oo-oo-oo-this hurts me way more than it hurts
you-oo-oo-oo-oo that may not be
true-oo-oo-I got a fine set of reasons
oo-oo-oo-oo-and a heart stuffed with stones

Birds and Bats

Written By: Underfur

Bird:
Floating on a breeze, easy
Spend most my life in the sky, chasing blue lines
Spend some time in the south
Its getting cold so lets get out of here

We are the same

No worries and no goodbyes
The worlds no more than a dream, I have never seen
Spend some time in the south
its getting cold so lets get out of here

We are the same
The same

Bat:
Stealing through the night, no light
Spend most my life upside down, in a cave underground
You spend your time in the south
Its getting cold so just get out of here

We are the same

Keep your pity at bay, no i wont play
the things that I've never seen, no more than a dream
You spend your time in the south
Its getting cold so just get out of here

We are the same
The same

Discography

2005- Acoustically Unstable
2007- Haven/Haunt/Home