Craig Moorhead's BOLD EXPERIMENT
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THE LYRICS:

Bluebird
(vocals by Mis B)
Craig is a bluebird
Craig is a bluebird
Craig is a bluebird in the sky

Craig is a bluebird
Craig is a bluebird
Craig is a bluebird in the sky

Craig is a bluebird
Craig is a bluebird
Craig is a bluebird in the sky


That's Okay
I wanna walk round with you
If that's okay
I wanna drive round with you
If that's okay
With you
Darlin' with you

I wanna sail round with you
If that's okay
I wanna fly round with you
If that's okay
With you
Darlin' with you

And in my faintest rock dreams
There never was
A girl who seemed so country
We have our spots
We have our shots
And we go round
Inside this heart that's inbetween

I wanna lie round with you
If that's okay
Just wanna hang round with you
If that's okay
With you
Darlin' with you

And in my faintest rock dreams
There never was
A girl who seemed so country
We have our spots
We have our shots
And we go round
Inside this heart that's inbetween


Stealer
Cash origami in my car
Sitting on the dashboard

Why'd you take it?
Why'd you take it?
Why'd you take it?
Why'd you take it?

You took the dent out of my door
You took the money out of my car now
She didn't fold it for you
She didn't fold it for you

So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
So why'd you take it?
Stealer


Miss'd Kiss
I am confused about everything
And I am bad at everything
A complete and total failure
In every possible respect
What I touch it all turns black and
What I want it goes away
What I think is incorrect and
I have not a thing to say
Just one utter non-entity
You cannot prove that I exist
At parties I will just fade out
And in your arms my lips your lips
Will never meet because you see
I have really bad allergies
Or some excuse that sounds like that
Don't listen

This is too embarrassing
I knew that I would chicken out
And look - there goes your ex-boyfriend
Driving by again
Driving by again

And in your arms my lips your lips Will never meet
And in your arms my lips your lips
Will never meet


Cheater
(instrumental)


Bad Feelings
There are voices behind my voice
Saying what I'm not saying
Saying what I said
There are blades of grass between my thumbs
And maybe they left some stains
Is that what's in your head
I guess I got a bit burned up
But it was nothing heavy
She would only be my ghost

There are millions of numbers now
That make up our distance
That make up all our time
And velocity is made up
Of these two together
When they're multiplied
And I guess I am astounded
At the speed at which we traveled
And the speed at which we stopped

But I don't want there to be bad feelings
No I don't want there to be bad feelings
I don't want them there
But I don't want you here

There's a person behind my voice
Sitting where I'm not sitting
Makes my cool all quit
I thought that I could be much bigger
Keep it on the down low
But he's all in my shit
And when I imagine
His cruise and all your bruises
Well it makes me want to cry
And it makes me want to kill

But I don't want there to be bad feelings
No I don't want there to be bad feelings
No I don't want them there
But I don't want him here

Cos I don't want no taste
For hate
I'm just trying to be happy
As of late
Sometimes all you need
is space



Thank You, Chuck
Christmas family
How have you been all year
You look like you did last year
Christmas family
Knuckles never knock the

Moorhead's front door
Eaves hanging over windows
Reaching out to protect
Sills from the snow storm
He's in the living room
In the walls in the pictures
My memory of cigars
Even if I can't see him
Relax - he's not way up in the stars

Christmas family
How have you been all year
You look like you did last year
Christmas, family

Christmas family
How have you been all year
You look like you did last year
Christmas, family

Christmas family
He was just a part of it
Uncle to many
Caring dad to a few
Know that it must be better now



Get Nothing
(additional lyrics by Matt Fraction)
I've been livin' on jelly beans
And I've been keeping my teeth clean
Cause I'm pretty sure
Sugar's the cure for something
My face gets slippery
When my girl gets strippery
But I'm pretty sure
Lovin's the cure for something

No no no no yeah
No no no no yeah now

I've been talkin' rhymin' riddles
And I've been double dosin' Skittles
Cause I'm pretty sure
Nonsense is the cure for something
I dance with ghosts and spirits
And I talk and no one hears it
But I'm pretty sure
Nothing's the cure for something

No no no no yeah
No no no no yeah

I don't have nothing
So's I must be cured
I love like a fat man
I eat like a bird
So if you've got something
Then I must be heard
Get yourself nothing
Get yourself cured

I've been watchin' lots of porn
And babies being born
Cause I'm pretty sure
Sex is the cure for something
I've been walkin' and a-runnin'
And I've got motion by the ton
And now I'm pretty sure
Leavin's the cure for something

I don't have nothing
So's I must be cured
I love like a fat man
I eat like a bird
So if you've got something
Then I must be heard
Get yourself nothing
Get yourself cured

It's the C to the R
To the A I G
Rhymin' like a virus
And spreadin' like a meme
Ropin' rednecks
Workin' hatchecks
Eatin' Goldblum like a motherfuckin' T-Rex
I like to rap
Well I like to rap
A rappity tappity tappity
Tap tap tap
I like to rap


Telescopes
Why do you call me
Why do you wait for me
I gave you nothing
I think we're pretending
And we're in circles
Yeah Yeah we're spinning
I gave you nothing

Now in each moment
I can see two of you
One says you love me
The other says we're through
And I keep hoping
That I won't lose all hope
And I keep hoping

But it would take telescopes to see
How far you are
From me

But still you follow
Try to make things normal
I try to hold you
But you don't want my hold
I want something
Something to hold on to
I wish it was you

And we're in circles
Spinning
Closer and apart
Grinning
I think that we are
Pretending
That we can do this

And it would take telescopes to see
How far you are
From me

And it would take telescopes to see
How far you are
And it would take astronauts to see
How far you are
From me


Melanie
I can't remember the day I first met you
But now you're so underneath my skin
Or at least your in the dermis layer
And I can't be sure where you've been

Now Melanie is that your real name
You look like a Melanie to me
I've hired detectives
The best that money can buy

Melanie
Won't you go away from me
Melanie
Why won't you leave me mind

Everyday it seems you're growing on me
But I'm pretty sure you're not as big as you seem
I look behind me and no - you're not there
But you leave me with malignant dreams

Now Melanie I just have to relax
Cos everybody's gonna be steppin' out

Melanie
Won't you go away from me
Melanie
Why won't you leave my mind
Melanie
I hope we're not meant to be
Melanie
Melanocytic crimes

Get on the dance floor!


9 Big Heartbreaks
(additional vocals by Mis B)
Pool side
Whoa my
Racin' to the finish
Splash and get your hair wet

Church side
Bad line
Watching Patrick Swayze
In a room so spacious

School brides
Suicides
We were never like them
No we were children

Nine big heartbreaks
Staring through this hole
Poking at me where I'm sore
And if you're wondering where I was today...

Brick shot
Kiss not
And I can't forget how
I was "coneeded"

New dog
Mailbox
All my dreams of Savage
There in my driveway

Slow cruise
Heart bruise
It's too many secrets
Five is my limit

Nine big heartbreaks
Staring through this hole
Poking at me where I'm sore
And if you're wondering where I was today...

Now sing your own!

Nine big heartbreaks
Staring through this hole
Poking at me where I'm sore
And if you're wondering where I was today...


Aubree's Dollar
(instrumental)


Nashville
Forget the lines
Forget all the guardrails
Forget all the roadsigns
Forget the miles
Forget all the rock slides
Forget all the brave lies

Look at the time
Look at your tires
It is getting late, they are getting thin

So forget the crimes
Forget all the rulebook
Forget all the soapstars
Forget the times
When it didn't work out
Forget all the no replies

Look at the time
Look at your tires
It is getting late, they are getting thin

Look at the time
Look at your tires
Rollin' down the avenue

Forget the drums
Forget all the guitars
Forget the vocals