* Terraform *

As you can read, there are missing song's lyrics and some "holes" in these ones, so please help me complete the work! Send me all your impressions about Brendon's work, all your alternative interpretations and, of course, the missing song's lyrics! Send me it at: shellacven@hotmail.com or post a message on the forum! (all the works will be naturally credited!).


Didn't We Deserve a Look at You the Way You Really Are?

For decades,
You paraded around as a crazy bitch.
Wretchedness - your lucky charm...
Unknown bracelet displayed on your arm.

All we saw is (??????) how you are.

Caught a glimpse of you
in an unselfconscious smile.
Reveal yourself.

Didn't we deserve a look at you the way you really are? *Brandon Matuja*


THIS IS A PICTURE

This is a picture of things going a little out of hand.
This is a sculpture of a couple of things we've got to get straight.

Sooner rather than later, she has invented a tool
to shout at a world what... what it means when...
When I'm in a bad mood...

There are angels there.
You know where they keep angels?
Heaven, that's where.

I can't wait to die.
I can finally (??????)
to where I'll find my life...
I'm through with my present one. *Brandon Matuja*


Mouthpiece

Blockhead...
You're a dummy...

I could even see his lips move.

It's impressive how they do it...
Picture your head and waive out excuses,
The things you could say with it.
It's made of stone or iron;
What if it was wood so I could burn it?

Drink a glass of water...

Blockhead! (Blockhead!)
You're a dummy! (Dummy!)
And a mouthpiece! (Blockhead!)
(??????) minion! (Dummy!)

Blockhead! (Blockhead!)
You're a dummy and a mouthpiece! (Blockhead!)
You're a soulless creep! (Dummy!)

Blockhead! (Blockhead!)
You're a dummy! (Dummy!)
And a mouthpiece! (Blockhead!)
(????????)!

I could even see his lips move...

Put on your little suit... Put on Blinky's little suit... *Brandon Matuja*

 


CANADA

We oughta name this song after you: call it "Canada".
Imagine a country so blue, backwards it's adanac.
I'm at a loss for words explaining the sentiments.
(????), prized substance - you invented it.

Imagine there was a time your cigar was ironic.
You've been at it so long, it's chronic.

We oughta name this song after you: call it "Canada".
Imagine a country so blue, backwards it's adanac. *Brandon Matuja* *Max Hicks*

 


House Full of Garbage

Imagine a man so tall -
back on the ceiling, he stooped over a man to get in his house.
Imagine so proud -
Build a monument to himself:
A mountain of garbage,
In his house.

Passed a boy asleep in a tent outside...
Why?
Imagine his wife asleep in they bed...
The times they make love in a...
With the doodoo and the feces on the wall.

Imagine a man so tall -
Back on the ceiling, he stooped over a man to get in his house.
Imagine a man so proud -
Build a monument to himself:
A mountain of garbage,
In his house. *Brandon Matuja*


COPPER 

Copper, let us take you to a furnace where we'll break you, fire's so big and 
pretty, you could cry, 
as a buckle, you could ask me what was wrong with me before - 
did I need the silver to be suitable? 
Copper, I have a use for you, it's easy work and it suits you, 
dazzled dirty beauty, you must know 
Copper is a conductor and makes for decent cooking, 
dazzled by your beauty still, you know, 
plated or anodized, you even fool a layman's eyes, 
presentable though you might be, it's unwise to try to fight me. 

Copper - you'll never be gold. *David Burrows*