Blowing Shit Up

by Collider

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"Collider rocks...pure and simple. Blowing Shit Up is the debut album from this New York band consisting of Sean Gould on guitars and Jed Davis on keyboards/piano/synth. It's a joyride for the ears and the mind, honestly." - Trevor Valle, Inkblots

"Taking punk and electronic music in one hand, and heavy metal and rock in the other, Collider's debut, Blowing Shit Up, then proceeds to smash the genres together, leaving any semblance of political correctness or sanity far behind." - Amy Frushour Kelly, The Island Ear

"Are they punk-tronica? Or tech & roll? Or beatcore, mixmetal, hiphopabilly, ambient rawk? Maybe...with the caveat that descriptions of uncharted territories like those identified by these songs will always be hamstrung by the limitations of a lexicon built around a familiar musical topography." - J. Eric Smith, Metroland

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released 01 July 1998
© 1998 Jed Davis

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Track Name: Traffic
Puffy-chested law-abiders
Old people and Volvo drivers
Go as slow as you want, but don't waste my time -
Just keep to the right
'Cause the left is mine!

On the highways and the thruways and the byways
There's a hundred-million Mack trucks, and they're all going my way
I guess in trucker school they didn't explain:
If you're gonna do the speed limit, get out of the fast lane
Old ladies in their blue and grey Mercedes
Rich girls hopping bars in their daddies' new cars
Rock stars, war heroes, presidents and priests:
Everyone's an asshole when they cut in front of me, buddy!

Green means go
Green means go
Green means go go go go go GO!

Fighting is useless, baby
Just play along
Open the window, turn the radio on
There are too many of you
For anyone's good
Hope you brought a nice book 'cause
We're stuck in traffic just like Stevie Winwood.

Puffy-chested law abiders
Old people and Volvo drivers
You're not the only motherfucker on the road
I am!

Brake light, brake light, 1-2-3
The only thing between my home and me
Is a quarter-mile stretch of road
Blocked off by a trailer with an oversized load

Rubbernecker rubbernecker 1-2-3
"The cop is pulled over, but he might catch me"
And all the other Good Samaritans whose lives won't be complete
Unless they see blood splashed on the cold concrete

Fighting is useless, baby
Just play along
Open the window, turn the radio on
There are too many of you
For anyone's good
Hope you packed a nice dinner 'cause
We're stuck in traffic just like Stevie Winwood.

Puffy-chested law abiders
Old people and Volvo drivers
School buses and daydreamers
Truckers, college kids and Beamers

Green means go
Green means go
Green means go go go go go so GO!
Track Name: Ground The Paper Planes
If we were together now
What would we be doing?
Making paper airplanes
And throwing them around the room?
Eating Chinese takeout
Crosslegged on the floor?
Don't pass me anything.
I'm not hungry anymore.

If we were together now
What would we be doing?
Sitting silent in the car
As I drive you home again?
Counting stars in my backyard
As we wait for ours to fall?
Don't bother counting stars.
You'll never count them all.

I'll take you home
I'll apologize tomorrow
I'll ground the paper planes
And put the fallen stars back in place.

No matter how we try
This plane will never fly
So let me drive you home and say goodbye.
Track Name: Star
On the beat now
On the beat now
On the beat now
On the beat
AMEN

Well you're the loveliest people I've ever seen
But I can tell you how to live 'cause I kicked caffeine
When I'm up on the stage, I am fronting the band
I'm the junkie, I'm the savior, watch me shake my own hand

On the beat now
On the beat now
On the beat now
On the beat now

Da-da-da-da-da

I can lift it, I can drink it, stick it right in my arm
I can smoke it, I can fuck it, it won't do me no harm
See, I'm never lonely, and I'm never wrong
And I've been in denial since the day I was born

I'm the king of rock, rap, and of rhyme
I deal what I feel 'til I feel fine
I'm the king of rock, rap, and of rhyme
I deal what I feel 'til I feel fine

Do you want to be a star? Baby, listen here -
Don't ever let 'em see you cry unless they're crocodile tears
If you lie with a smile, everyone will believe
Because a dick in your hand beats a heart on your sleeve

I'm the king of rock, rap, and of rhyme
I deal what I feel 'til I feel fine
I'm the king of rock, rap, and of rhyme
I deal what I feel and it feels fine

On the beat now
On the beat now
Here we go again
I'm gonna yell again

Break up the band? Well, that's okay.
See, I never really liked it anyway.
Track Name: Now I Have A Job
In a suit at a desk in a daze at the end of an hour and a half and another twenty minutes of the screen orange screen on the screen watch it flicker spelling words fancy words what is fancy what are words where am I?

I am out of order
Sorry for the inconvenience
Be back soon
Thank God you're too cheap to replace me

I get up and it's dark I get home and it's even darker night is to morning is to morning is tonight I go to bed there's a buzzing by the bed and it gets me out of bed and it's dark and it's dark when I get home where am I?

I am out of order
Sorry for the inconvenience
Be back soon
Thank God you're too cheap to replace me

Once I had friends once I had fun once I had life once I had hope once I had hands once I had love once I had mind once I had time once I had me
Now I have a job.
Track Name: Minotaur
There's a trap and I know it, and I'm really glad to know it
And there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string
But in the middle is the end, and I've caught the end lit
And when I touch the beast, he'll eat the ring the lucky ring

I don't know where to take it, but I'm really glad to take it
And remember, if you start to rot then breathe real deep
So I started the maze, started this craze, sucked the tit, ruined my cant, started this rant
Listen, run, then leap.

I don't know why you love me, why you try to trite to do me
But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string
And I watch as you succeed, and my fingers touch to see
And I really want to be you as you open up and sing

There's a moral to my story and a method to my mink
And I know as you crow and my roe begins to glow
That I died so long ago that I'm starting to stink
Don't dismiss me, redress me, tie me up with a bow

'Cause I still breathe the same genius as you.
I'm the same genius as you
I'm the same genius as you, motherfucker
I'm the same genius as you.

Just remember, don't dismember all the care I take
This isn't whimsy or flimsy or my lucky ring
Now it seems I don't exist, I eat a funny cake
But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string

I could kill you in a second, don't ask me when I will
Just remember, don't dismember all the care I take
You used to understand me by adding to the mill
Now it seems I don't exist, and I eat a funny cake

There's nothing to this legend, where were you when it began?
Now every girl I sleep with goes with so and so and so
The minotaur eats the boy and vomits out the man
But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape - watch out below

Don't close your eyes
The same genius as you
I'm the same genius as you
I'm the same genius as you, motherfucker
I'm the same genius as you

Minotaurs eat boys and spit out men.
Track Name: Only A Woman
Baby, put your hand in the mouth of the lion
But when his jaw clamps shut, you better not start crying
Go on and let it hang, go on and let it swing
One of these days, you'll turn on the wrong motherfucker when you shake that thing

And you're only a woman
You're hair and skin
You're only a woman
And they're only men
What do you expect, dear?

In the bitter cold
Go without a coat
Jump without a parachute
Talk back to the man with the gun
Will they find you in the bullring wearing red?
Will they find you wearing blood in the lion's den?
Call it what you want
Urban camouflage
Don't dress to impress if you don't know who you're impressing

And you're only a woman
You're hair and skin
You're only a woman
And they're only men
What do you expect, dear?

You're asking for it asking for it asking for it!
Track Name: Magnetic North
"We're gonna get you people, and we're gonna have the bloodiest war, because right now I've declared war on the underground." -GG Allin

There's a great big hole in the sky above the North Pole
Opened by a bullet that was fired from the Grassy Knoll
Ripped out wide by the spray of the brain
And the blood and the bone that was something Cobain

And the hole in the sky is a hole into Hell
D.B. Cooper jumped in and he fell and he fell
Now he rots in the silt 23 fathoms down
With a hundred unsinkable ships.

Swing it back and forth
Until we find magnetic north

Hollow Earth lit up by a tiny sun
The sun spins around at night - look up, I can prove it now -
Those are not stars, those are Chinese lights

There's a great big hole in the sky above the North Pole
Opened by a bullet that was fired from the Grassy Knoll
Like a mirror image of a crack in the equator
Full of arsenic, Hawaiian Punch and sewer alligators

And the hollow Earth is a ball of fire tonight
And the future is bright in this nuclear light
It shines like the Hope Diamond.

And the hollow Earth overflows with lemon drops
And we're jumping like bugs in a microwave
Dancing and twitching and why? Because we're supposed to.

Swing it back and forth
Until we find magnetic north
Track Name: I Got Blown By Krishna
I wet myself to Nietzche
I cut my teeth on Tolstoy
I studied Kama Sutra
While your ex tossed off to Playboy
I am the deepest puddle
That you will ever walk through
You need to read my Tao right now
You want my karma in you
I got blown by Krishna
Let me show you what it felt like

I got blown by Krishna
Let me show you what it felt like

Descartes and Marx and Moses
I lined 'em up and smote 'em
And comic books are infantile
Unless Neil Gaiman wrote 'em
A quote for every circumstance
And an anecdote for every instance
And a life changed by
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
I got blown by Krishna
C'mon and drown me in patchouli, baby!

I'm a headcase
I'm a moon shot
Tipping over slowly
Dripping on the lowly
Yeah yeah on a sable field
Scarlet letters u and i
I'm a talking valentine
I'm a walking pickup line
I'm the whole world
Been there done that
Read it smoked it sucked it
Ate it stroked it fucked it
Sure behind a black veil
Wild night on a dark pony
Armored in an oil slick
Come and marvel at my one trick
I'm a force of human nature
I am apathetic
Swinging from a bookshelf
As divine as myself
Cliff's Notes existentialist
Cliff's Notes renaissance man
Shooting cosmic jism
That stinks of sex and blood and symbolism
I got blown by Krishna
Hare fucking hare!
Track Name: The Trick
This hole starts in the pit of the stomach
And it empties into parts of you that have no name
This soul torn from the peak of the heavens
I think I gave mine up, but I still feel the same

Words to fuel the human engines
Tricks to make me think it wasn't you

You can't teach an old dog new tricks.

This hand stops in seven places
Along your alabaster back and through your hair
Oh, and this hand behind my back is hidden
With fingers crossed around the dagger of my prayer

Words to fuel the human engines
Tricks to make me think it wasn't you

You can't teach an old dog new tricks.
I learned a new trick

I know the trick the trick I know the trick is never ever ever want anything ever never ever want anything never ever ever.
Track Name: Rise And Shine
This is how it feels to have it all:
Stains around my eyes
Limp hair and I just need to get some rest

Beds hold and support us
They cradle and recharge us
When you get up from the bed
It should be only 'cause you're feeling
Ready to rise
To rise and shine

This is how it feels to have it all:
Shaky knees and aching ankles
Hanging head and film over my eyes

I don't kneel
But I lay myself down
Every moment on my feet
I dream of no tomorrow and I
Pray to break
The chain of days

This is how it feels to have it all:
A pile of options too high to understand
A checklist ticked down to the end

I want to break the chain of days
I want to rise and shine
I want to choose, I want to move
I want to rise and shine
I want to be what you are to me
I want to rise and shine
I want to choose, I want to move
I want to rise and shine
I want to break the chain of days
I want to rise and shine
I want to rise and shine.