Arousal Disasters (2005)

by Jonathan Seet

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1.
Dirty Glass 03:27
The pornographic street scene Distracts even the devout priests Don’t budge from your vantage view In perverts row on the avenue You can’t complain you’re outclassed When you’re drinking from a dirty glass It’s not like home around here It’s civilized without the sneer And if instead of you it’s me This time I’ll try your new disease Just keep your eyes above the neck And drink your drink The skinny girls around that wink Will show you all their shades of pink Just keep your eyes above your nose And drink your drink It smells of cheap wine vomit In every alley corner The sounds of brothel cries And smoky looks from bloodshot eyes And in my haste to leave town I forgot to tell her I was going down My friends we are alone Our dirty glasses will keep us stoned (cheers) And if instead of you it’s me I’ll try to spread your new disease Just keep your eyes above the neck And drink your drink The skinny girls around that wink Will show you all their folds of pink Just keep your eyes inside your head And drink your drink
2.
14 Candles 04:32
Morning’s perfect face Leans in close with lips of grace Trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe The cadence of falling sighs The rhythm in Mirth’s thighs When I was a single cell My heart was cast already, and even When I was a spirit waiting My prints were etched in flesh Fourteen candle souls Warm December’s coming cold The innocence we lost Froze in winter’s frost When I was a single cell The die was cast already, and even When I was a spirit waiting My prints were etched in flesh I’ll meet you on the mountain We’ll shout at the city I’ll light you again When I was a single cell The die was cast already, and even When I was a spirit waiting I left fingerprints on the scene And when I was your past-life love I left fingerprints on your seam
3.
Don’t ever say that I don’t treat you Without enough of astro-voodoo I drained myself into your jet fuel tank But it might as well have been a snowbank Bent over a rusty barrel Living in this broken vessel The only chance I have is make it like its special Touch you like a pirate, try to make you tremble Then you slap me with your tiny hands And kiss me with your lips of sand It blushes blood, into the bulb And lights the sky You’re always living in a vacuum Behave like I am just a costume Take off for the constellations Whichever suits your masturbation In space I’m going to build a station Beside the one that you vacation on And when you look across you’ll see me staring back and You’ll know that we’re watching the same stars tonight Then you slap me with your tiny hands And kiss me with your lips of sand It blushes blood, into the bulb And lights the sky Don’t poke at my greedy eyes But in my prison cell I fantasize about just floating sweetly Down into the space You call Your own And then you slap me with your shaman hands And kiss me with your lips of sand It blushes blood, into the bulb In a photon flood And lights the sky
4.
Echo 03:30
I ate you so hear me I’m tired and merely Transfixed by the light show Bewitched by my echo When words of unknown tongues describe you When colours unfamiliar paint you The lovers of Delirium chase you My bravest heart of faith can’t... I beg you to touch me Beseech you to fuck me Ignore me, I keep Screaming in my sleep When words of unknown tongues describe you When colours unfamiliar paint you The calmness of your voice betrays you My bravest heart of faith can’t face you When blood of unclean flesh flows through you When tears of blinded eyes fall on you May everything that’s holy touch you My bravest heart of faith can’t free you
5.
The Dead Ballet (free) 05:02
No one taught her how to Swim across the lake She shored up wet, cold and naked Dead weeds across her face And decomposed Her eyes were swollen closed When her eyes had opened She swallowed all the world Everything that was in her Escaped in taffeta curls Sleepwalking in the day Composing a dead ballet Stealing the moonbeams, the starling of the night Floats like a fairy, twirling with delight Anathema on evil But watching the good girls be bad She leaves the old man hanging Like silent Sheherazade She drinks champagne In the desert rain Stealing the moonbeams, the starling of the night Moves like a fairy, twirling with delight Conquered the starlight by launching satellites Choreographing the dead ballet at dizzy heights
6.
If the mountain fell tomorrow Then the foothills wouldn’t seem so far to go And screams of joy on stone deaf ears The layers peel themselves off slow The scenes flood the memory now The field and the stars and the whispering dunes Tiptoe shadows in the meadows of the dreamer’s land And endless arousal It was only a kiss on the lips It was only a tear on the cheek It was only a brush on the breast A casual smile unlike the rest (Show) a cyanide tooth And what was the silent obsession? And where came the hidden release? We swore all these things belonged to tomorrow’s child Who feels no regrets It was only a kiss on the cheek It was only a tear on the lips It was nothing but pure and delight A bleeding of warm candlelight (From) a cyanide tooth If the towers fell tomorrow You’ll beg, steal buy and borrow Hope
7.
Smoke 04:26
She moves like warm molasses Drips sweetness your chin is covered Can’t get her taste out of your mouth Nor do you want to She moves like summer breezes Across fields of nectar clover She carries the heavy scent of Gold pollen and milkweed She leaves the room The sound is like smoke rising It curls around the nape of your neck She leaves you like An opium addicted schoolboy Lost in foreign töngues Wanting more She feels like the ripest fruit held Between trembling fingers precious The rivers of melting butter Stream down through the valley She sounds like a siren calling You into the ocean headfirst then Her silence is broken glassware Blown by the Furies
8.
Tilt 05:32
Laid out the cloth, the dusty white silk sheets Preparing the room for guests, the strangers compete And if you recall you promised me you'd stay Don't quiet the lights to silence the day The wet warmth of sleep permeates the silk You know it makes sense when you feel the planet tilt And if you recall you promised me you'd stay Don't quiet the lights to silence the day Cause even angels die and devils eat their wings How do you suppose our universes sing? You know it was good until the snowfall end It might break your heart for the rest of you to bend And if you recall you promised me you'd stay Don't quiet the lights to silence the day
9.
Cover Me 04:03
Cover me with your chocolate eyes so sweet Come over me, come over me like a swooning spell My ice melts, my icicles of flesh Every name you give to yourself is a camera Every place you touch yourself is exposed on film Cover me in this dark city that moves Cover me in your counterfeit identity And smother me with the velvet gloves of your chastity Every name they put in your head is a camera And every place you go into yourself is a chasm Every name that you give to yourself is electric charge And every spot that your fingers alight I can see the sparks on film It’s so sexy when you spark
10.
You came home wet from February rain The train station was less a train And everyone knew but couldn’t say Was it madness from the mistral rain? You were stealing peeks in between the cracks You reminded me to watch my back The sirens howled with flashing lights You reminded me of Mr. Saturday Night You turned a little girl’s name into a transitive verb And twist ‘til it’s profane and profoundly absurd The truth soon forgets itself in the noise And she closes her eyes to the nasty little boys And they come inside Down by the path where the willow grows There lays a body that nobody knows

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This album was originally released in 2001. The version here was remixed and remastered in 2005.

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released February 14, 2005

14 Candles featuring Rachel Smith on vocals.

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Jonathan Seet wants to break your heart and is trying to ruin you right now as we watch.

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