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Midline Errors

by Midline Errors

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Agoraphobia 02:34
I live in a castle - I have complete control I change all the channels - Some say I've no soul And when I try to sleep I see the red and white And hear the siren screams tearing through the night I remain in bed - There's no fear no dread Christmas in my head - I was bored tonight I guess it doesn't really matter I have all solutions but please leave me alone You work out your problems - Just don't torch my home And when I step outside don't watch or follow me I'll keep the panic down and pray you'll never see How I can't rely on the open sky And when the stirs of life catch my rabbit eyes I'll be paralyzed - I can't speak at all I guess it doesn't really matter
The Campers 02:28
She packed away our rations and I put them in the car Granola, soup, a dozen apples and some caviar Got campwear forest green purchased from L.L. Bean And faded out of this rural scene After searching high and low We found a site on 16th Street We climbed up on the sidewalk And placed a pit to cook and heat In no time pitched our tent with the circulation vent We spent the night gazing through the neon glow With mysterious tunes from the subway below Behold what wonders of nature the buildings high Spiralling infinitely to the sky Oh, screw the redwood trees - they can't touch these In the morning caught a pigeon And we spun him on the fire The jungle was alive With blaring horns and screeching tires The ritual of hailing cabs, the scent of hot dog stands Oh, what a beautiful land Then she put film in the camera And we hiked ourselves some views Got great big shots of parking lots And stands for shining shoes One snap of me I try to feed this homeless guy We wanted to especially avoid the midtown park They say it gets dangerous there after dark There's hunters in gangs Searching trouble with eyes red hot And if you're not careful you'll get yourself shot So we broke down the camp, Found the car and made good time leaving these natural beauties behind Oh, back to Boringsville where the woods grow still Time to cut the grass - Oh, what a pain in the ass!
Cancer 02:48
So what if I can't tie my own shoe? That's no reason to come down on me So what if I feel such pain? I wallow in your sympathy Just let your thoughts run wild you ignorant moon child You think you know the score? No.. you don't know So where were you when things fell apart? You were nowhere to be found And if I beg for advice You would respond without a sound You squeeze us till we gasp in your empathic grasp You think you feel our pain? No.. you don't know Just don't think you're defiled With my sickness moon child You think you'll save us all? No.. you don't know
Johnny Rosin 03:08
Why does everyone listen through the floor Or stake out your house? Call me when they're done I'll pass the time inside my head Practicing my bitter worry: "I'm just fine" What's a harsher lie: I thought you didn't smoke I thought you wanted time alone Drinking up the nerve because these words are trite: "Please pretend you're mine tonight" So easy to avoid, so thrilling to ignore - am I late again? Yeah, but what's the point? You wouldn't even try with me I could have been the best part of your life - you'll see Getting out of sight and washing off this dirt Am I supposed to know who you are? Does Johnny have a life or are you satisfied Living happy ever now? Don't forget to write..
Truant 04:14
I came to in seething pain with a skidmark on my brain It was half past noon and a dull stench filled the room And I tried to pick myself up off the floor But I couldn't make it to the door And there were people there With funny colors in their hair It takes a fool to say he's sorry.. God I'm sorry.. not! I left her house at 6:00am And I kissed her lips good night But the new sun had appeared to conquer me with light And I squinted as I fumbled for my keys And a sudden wind wisped through the trees And I looked up to see there ain't nobody else but me It takes a love to say he's sorry.. Yeah I'm sorry.. right! I've got no friends that let me down I felt my life was screeching by It was time to set things straight To crack down and use what's there Beneath this metal plate And when the money came I thought it all was great But I learned the lesson much too late Who are those people there who never look They only stare? It takes a friend to say he's sorry.. God I'm sorry.. I've got no friends that let me down I've got no friends - I let them down!
Bus Wreck 02:16
There was a bus wreck outside of mommy's house We were asleep when we heard the skids Then the large bang of a ten car pileup Around a school bus packed with kids Now there are hubcaps rolling around Now there are lightposts knocked to the ground Now there are mufflers flung to the curb Some nasty business for a suburb There was a bus wreck outside of mommy's house Such bloody carnage so soon past dawn Of all the children flung from the windows Ending up mostly on mommy's lawn They once were toddlers - now they are guts We could see muscles through pulsing cuts We could see kidneys - we could see spleens We could see lymph nodes - it's quite obscene There was a bus wreck outside of mommy's house And I should have been out there, too But I stayed home because I told mom I don't feel good It's just a lie - there was a book report due A modern art piece out in the street Of twisted metal and throbbing meat I'll tell my children - I'll tell my wife How playing hooky - it saved my life
Voices 04:20
The kids are all downstairs, mon freres, eleventh grade There's nothing going on beyond the jokes we trade But hyperactive boys make noise and it's my pad We're getting louder and I'm getting mad You're gonna wake my dad! I try to keep them down but sound will leak upstairs No matter what I do into my parents' lair I keep a watchful ear in fear the silence breaks Above I hear the thud a footfall makes My God, my dad's awake! A faceless voice bursts from the dark: "Jesus Christ, it's half past two! Don't you know we're trying to sleep up here? What the hell is wrong with you!" My throbbing renal glands, dad slams his bedroom door And now my confidants don't want to hang no more But noone makes the break Mistake - the whispers come And chatter turns to shouts - we're deaf and dumb And chatter turns to shouts - our brains are numb My dad creeps down the stairs my good friends say: "Heh! Gotta run!"
Kid Sister 02:00
She's a good kid And I don't remember you getting as bent on things I did There's no need to shout Would you like to call me back when it's all worked out? You better watch what you say Because you never know These words they might hurt you someday It's no big deal And I can appreciate the gnarliness you feel But it's your call Because I'm much too far away to make a stand at all
Suzie Speex 01:43
Who is this my black haired angel With red lipstick on her veil? Why does she arouse this straight-edge male? I shiver when I hear her voice slither around the melody O.. Suzie, Suzie.. O.. Suzie speex to me.. I'd like to think I'm a grown up now I don't listen to bands like the Cure And I haven't touched that stuff since '84. But I turn on the radio - I'm spellbound by her imagery O.. Suzie, Suzie.. O.. Suzie speex to me
Cry to me, O weary, O disappointed O lost without a clue Then spare me your problems Because I have it worse off than you I've put up with people and their petty complaints More empty promises from friends turning fake I've put up with favors because I'm such a saint But noone responds to the effort I make Aim high and shoot low and miss completely And get two inches off the ground This my new motto: Every silver lining has its cloud I've put up with pleasure, I've put up with pain From bad relationships - what did I gain? I've put up with bad luck to the highest degree When will some good fortune spill onto me? If I had one wish I'd wish for a new life Where I wouldn't have to wish for things A life full of love without loss Of maraschino cherries on the beach Of all hopes fulfilled But you know so damn well that this will never happen!


released February 1, 2006

All songs written and performed by Matt Lebofsky except:
Bus Wreck (music by Matt, Mark Schifferli, Jai Young Kim)
Voices (two measures inspired by Jai Young)
Sick Building Syndrome (Jenya Chernoff on metal junk).

Engineered by Dan Rathbun (1,3,5,6,7,10,11) at Polymorph Studios and
Jenya (2,4,8,9) at Guerrilla Recording in fits and starts between 1996 and 2001.
Mixed at Polymorph between 1999 and 2001 by Dan and Matt.

Package art by Eric Lebofsky - Design by Jenya




Matt Lebofsky Oakland

I am/was in many bands. Bodies Floating Ashore, Monstrika, Secret Chiefs 3, miRthkon, MoeTar, Faun Fables, Research & Development, Fuxedos, Three Piece Combo, Fuzzy Cousins, Mumble & Peg. Herein you'll find my solo stuff and other oddities, pretty much entirely played/recorded by me unless noted otherwise. ... more


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