THE PULLMEN 
GOING DARK

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1. We’ll Never Be A Part of It

Look out, we’re going for your throat now. I never thought this is how we’d make our way. But oh shit, survival! Just what, if any, of this promise is worth keeping?

Holding pattern looking for solutions

Holding pattern in my head

I don’t know just when we changed, but I remember when we said, “We’ll never be a part of it.”

Where we going and how we going to get there? Hail Mary just to make it through the day. No space for expressing our emotions. That’s why we drink. That’s why we weep.

Holding pattern looking for solutions

Holding pattern in my head

I don’t know just when we changed, but I remember when we said, “We’ll never be a part of it.”

Let it rot, let it go, there’s this balance in the system you can control. Let it be, the guarantee that you’re owed something special from humanity.

I know you hear it. I know you see. It’s only static and you know we’ll never be a part of it.

We’ll never be a part of you. Never be a part of me. It will never be a part of us. And we’ll never be a part of it!

2. Going Dark

I dreamt it was a mistake. You were getting better and the funeral was just a procession to make the doctors all go away and morphine was something cool to do in the day. It’s too late, the code has been broken and everything unspoken will never be said. It’s too late, the shadows have made their mark and now I need you keep me from going dark.

Will you keep me from going dark? Please, please keep me from going dark. I’m begging you to keep me from going dark with your spark.

We’ll see what’s become of us once this plane touches down. Made lots of promises and swears. Talk some shit to myself if your ghost is here… When we touch down I’m going to need some drinks for the conversations, oh the conversations! I don’t want to sound these same old bells. Let’s put on our favorite song and sing like hell!

Will you keep me from going dark? Please, please keep me from going dark. I’m begging you to keep me from going dark with your spark.

3. Insert Heart Here

Drink up girl. Spill your insides out. Open heart surgery, no doubt. Cut wide open, there ain’t nothing to defend. In the dark it’s always easy to pretend.

Cast a line, you might reel in a crook. Far enough down the river you know I’m always there to bite the hook.

Come on home, and the house is a mess. I see that you have smoked my cigarettes.  That’s okay. Tomorrow comes the maid, and she likes to kiss on me . . . only after she’s been paid.

Cast a line, you might reel in a crook. Catch me slipping and you know I’m always there to bite the hook.

Cashing in all the times that we went for broke. Cashing in all our hope. Count it down 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. Was it a good time? Was it fun?

Insert heart (here) darling, if you got a steady hand. I’ve seen the way you grip and pull from your tall can. Curious, oh curious. Everyday it’s a matter of who are you gonna trust.

Cast a line, you might reel in a crook. Far enough down the river you know I’m always there to bite the hook.

Cashing in all the times that we went for broke. Cashing in all our hope. Count it down 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. It’s all over. The damage is done. 

4. Photograph

Jog my mind with a photograph

I don’t recall, but it looks like we laughed

Ah hell, down the well with my memories

Hell, oh well, suck it up

Life can be such a misery

If repetition is a remedy

Ah hell, ring the bell of my enemies

Here I am, come and fuck me up

All this talk about getting older

All this talk about getting sober

I feel I’m doing fine

Killing myself killing time

Hot dogs and malt liquor

Let’s do this on the cheap

I’m spent on the search for inner peace

It’s cold in there, come turn me on

And jog my mind with a photograph

Show me how the time has passed

Like a superficial thief trying to pick my locks

That superficial thief I want to smash it up

All this talk about getting older

All this talk about getting sober

I feel I’m doing fine

Killing myself killing time

5. New Friends

I cut my obligations

So now I go and do whatever I want

I can drink up all my money

And sit alone here lost in thoughts

Someone save me from this punishment

Spare me stories about yesterday

How about we just shake hands

I don’t need any new friends

I self deceive for convenience

And a sense of balance

Had we met when I was younger

We might continue without pretense

This is not a place for secrets

You don’t perceive what you mean to me

How about we just shake hands

I don’t need any new friends

So if I sever my connections

Will I go and do whatever I want

Or will I spend up all my money

And sit alone here until I’ve run out of thoughts

How about we just shake hands

I don’t need any new friends

6. Paramount

Ce soir, avance vous and we can forge this love at first sight

In the moonlight I’d like to love you but these words are too hard to say

Driving around watching color TV

A motion picture with nothing left to see

So far gone, still so far to go

A Former Clarity on my radio

Blood shot, you think these eyes are the windows to my soul

Now in the daylight you know me well enough to know that I am slipping away

Driving around watching color TV

A motion picture with nothing left to see

So far gone, still so far to go

A Former Clarity on my radio

Ce soir, vien me ressuciter de l’endroit ou tu es

Sous ces lumières rouges

Scream loud enough and know that I’ll be back some day

Driving around watching color TV

A motion picture with nothing left to see

So far gone, still so far to go

A Former Clarity on my radio

7. Diamond Rings

That’s it. I want to head out and get out of this town before it finally burns out.

I’m breaking bones just to try to taste the marrow — sucking out the life before jumping out the window.

Somewhere in my mind saying

It’s all right, take your time and just hold tight

We’re jumping out the window

But nothing’s wrong this time

Stay calm, stay on the lookout. The world is on a tilt and one day it will spill out.

I feel it in my guts. I feel it in my throat. I’m losing sleep choking on the hope.

Somewhere in my mind saying

It’s all right, take your time and just hold tight

We’re jumping out the window

But nothing’s wrong this time

Somewhere in my mind, somewhere in my mind

Nothing’s wrong this time, nothing’s wrong this time

Somewhere in my mind, somewhere in my mind

8. Palms to the Pines

It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming down-down-down

It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon down on me

I’ve kept the beach in sight no matter what’s right; in scattered motels named after southwest cities

Maybe it’s the depth, maybe it’s escape, maybe it’s the currents that just take me away

I wont forget everything it did to me

I like the distractions, the sounds from the city

And I want what’s mine at the end of this line

If I can’t find my way I’m going down-down-down

It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon, down on me

It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon right for me

I’ve seen it come in waves, in the highs and lows, in the quiet walks home after the bars close

But I like distractions, and I like letting go

I like when mistakes happen during the show

From the palms to the pines, from the telephone lines, in the backyards with bed sheets on the clotheslines

I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you

Take me down-down-down

From the palms to the pines, from the telephone lines, in the backyards with bed sheets on the clotheslines

I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you, I’m coming back to you

Take me down-down-down

It’s coming soon, it has to be, it’s coming soon down on me

9. Goldy

Every day goes by

I try to keep my eyes clear

They keep filling with tears

You don’t need to stick around but you just can’t leave me here

Don’t leave me here

All right

I’m going out tonight

I try to feel all right but it’s hard

You know I feel the fear

You know I like to drive but honey you should steer

Steer clear

All right

Every inch of me

Is feeling totally abused

Nothing to lose

I’m not trying to be a saint

I’m just trying to stay amused

So amused

It’s all right, oh it’s all right

10. Royal Deluxe

Coming up with a new name

People love what they can tame

Love themselves that ball and chain

Tucked inside my memory

A backdrop for the scenery

For a hero and his enemies …

“Call me Caballero. And when you shake my hand, look me in the eyes and be definite.”

On this arc I know you’ll find

I liked to be loved

Don’t like to be owned

But if I’m free

 I know I’ll die alone

In my veins runs the last of my name

If I want to live forever I don’t need much

I got my bruised little angel, my royal deluxe

Heaven or hell, who really cares?

What I type is from the air

The void is always black and bare

For all my ink and its alchemy 

We’re all fictional characters

In fictional scenes

I’m a fiction to you, I’m a fiction to me

In my veins runs the last of my name

If I want to live forever I don’t need much

I got my bruised little angel, my royal deluxe