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Menthol's lyrics are written as a continuous paragraph. Since I wanted to give the reader some idea of what the song feels like I've split the lyrics into lines in a manner I felt matched the way the song is sung.

Menthol Menthol

  1. U.S.A. Capable
  2. Dry Heaves (Of The Well-Adorned)
  3. Francis Scott Key
  4. Stress Is Best
  5. Bedheaded, Redeyed, and Bewildered
  6. Reverent, Eyes Heavenward
  7. Briefcase Full Of Cash
  8. The Ragtime Castratos
  9. Honorbound
  10. Wild-Eyed Alpha Males
  11. Perfect Spirals
  12. Codes And Ciphers



U.S.A. Capable

We got the message coming down the line,
they needed love on demand,
they had a master plan.
They made a little proposition,
we signed the lease that night,
we had a master plan.
We got married in a fever,
just as hot as you please
and just as hot as you please,
there's no patience
when you're young,
just throw your hands in the air and see what comes undone.

But vows and promises
were never ours to keep,
they dog you baby now and
U.S.A. capable crashpad mattress heroes find their way back home.

Wake up sleepyhead,
we gotta get out of bed,
this is no good.
We took off running just as fast as we could,
we had to lie through our teeth,
no time for coffee.
Front door good-bye good luck
French kisses, French kisses.
It's so delicious
when you're young,
just throw your hands in the air and see what comes undone.

Sensory overload
for the greatest story ever told,
another ten hour episode of
U.S.A. capable crashpad mattress heroes get the show on the road,
U.S.A. capable crashpad mattress heroes find their way back home.

We got the last of the great
reputations in bed,
we got ahead of the pack,
outran the angel of death,
we bring the gift of allure,
we bring it straight from the sewer,
we're holding out for the cure
so we can roll on,
we can roll on.
U.S.A. capable crashpad mattress heroes get the show on the road,
U.S.A. capable crashpad mattress heroes find their way back home,

dream a little dream
and then it's wake up shake the demons off,
and yet we're hardly grown.
U.S.A. capable crashpad mattress heroes.
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Dry Heaves (Of The Well-Adorned)

Born of a need to find a calibrated sacred profession,
born of a need to find a calculated means of expression.
We had to pack up and go before our proposition even was tested,
we ended up camping on the couch of some old foreign investor
and this is what he said,
"go and make'em proud back at the homestead son,
go and write the songs that make the city girls come"
and here we are so exquisitely adorned
and singing 'til we're hoarse
and we got nothing but a belly full of pills to keep the jitters on the run
dry heaves dry heaves day in day out
and the day is never done.

Supersonic corporate pack mules that glitter in the sun,
and we were so turned on turned on by your lack of confusion,
and it was good.
Go and make 'em proud back at the homestead son,
go and write the songs that make the city girls come
and here we are so exquisitely adorned
and singing 'til we're hoarse
and we got nothing but a belly full of pills to keep the jitters on the run
dry heaves dry heaves day in day out
and the day is never done,
the day is never done,
the day is never done.

Go and make 'em proud back at the homestead son,
go and write the songs that make the city girls come
and here we are sorry to be born
and singing 'til we're hoarse
and we got nothing but a belly full of pills to keep the jitters on the run
dry heaves dry heaves day in day out
and the day is never done,
the day is never done,
the day is never done
and here we are so exquisitely adorned
and singing 'til we're hoarse,
we're gonna play about the best that you hear this year,
and we got nothing but a belly full of pills to keep the jitters on the run,
dry heaves dry heaves dry heaves dry heaves...
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Francis Scott Key

Francis Scott Key,
as the galleons approach
with unnerving precision,
you must realize your fateful position in history's turbulent churn,
just don't let your writing hand get burned.

Verses collide
in the New England sky,
lord help the wise men
exercising
their outright melodious reinvent clause
our forefathers clawed from the jaws of the redcoats, but
they'll be back,
not knowing their right from their wrong as they push on
towards Francis Scott Key
anchored far out at sea,
humming tunes on the deck
as the ship lay in tatters.
The captain looks over
and screams at the writer,
"Hey don't stand their idle.
Have you no shame?
Get your fanny back in battle!"

Prisoners on board
look for signs in the skies.
Lord help the prisoners
as you realize
your outright melodious reinvent clause
our forefathers clawed from the jaws of the redcoats but
none of that,
not knowing their right from their wrong as they push on
towards Francis Scott Key
anchored far out at sea
humming tunes on the deck,
as the ship lay in tatters.
The captain looks over
and screams at the writer,
"Hey don't stand there idle.
Have you no guilt son?
Put away that pad and quill pen!"
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Stress Is Best

Bankrupt again,
and I lost all my
hard earned
yankee dollars
on gaming dens
and cellars,
and party girl
Polaroids
are all I have
to show and sell,
and shame rides shotgun,
yeah look who brought one.

Stress is best, stress is best,
it seeps from the ocean,
when it takes a notion,
sakes alive
and well.

Seventeen and running out of luck,
basing everything on how she fucks,
doing everything I can to save her,
giving head all morning as a favor;
an easy day's labor.

I'm tall,
I'm hung,
I'm lonesome
and I'm young.
Don't get out much
walking on one crutch,
and boring
keeps me
out late
whoring,
whoring to the moon above,
singing that slutty jive I love.

Stress is best, stress is best,
it seeps from the ocean,
when it takes a notion,
sakes alive
and well.

Seventeen and running out of luck,
basing everything on how she fucks,
doing everything I can to save her,
giving head all morning as a favor;
an easy day's labor.

Stress come running,
yeah he was gunning man.
He was working for the good,
so misunderstood,
tearing down redwoods.
Stress come conquered
the world now.
He was strutting like a king,
captain of the team,
coin toss your loss.
Stress fights a good fight
on a good night,
he was out there filling up the cash machine.

Seventeen and running out of luck,
basing everything on how she fucks,
doing everything I can to save her,
giving head all morning as a favor.
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Bedheaded, Redeyed, and Bewildered

The questions had begun.
They had to know if I was worthy to belong,
they had to ascertain which system I was from,
they had to know exactly which side I was on.

When you offered me your friendship on the lawn,
well I was way to overamplified to bond.

A clear and shining sun was overhead,
the time had come for all good men to rise and make their beds,
the time had come for all good men to get on with their lives.
It's time to offer up advice.

When you tried to speak the wisdom of the ages in my ear,
well I was way to overamplified to hear.
Bedheaded, redeyed and bewildered in the glare,
and I was way too gone to care.

All all the smoky backroom deals
and all the hokey bathroom feels,
all the pins and all the needles.
All the laptop applications
that I wrote for the occasion,
they were altogether spare,
and I felt so presidential
as I showed off all my pretty little silicone upgrades in the glare,
and I was way to high to get off on the air.
Bedheaded, redeyed and bewildered all the while,
bedheaded, redeyed and bewildered all the while.
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Reverent, Eyes Heavenward

We were dancing
when the storm clouds
arrived on the skyline,
and she told me to laugh it off.

I was romancing
with my darling
on the way to the airport.
We clinched as they called for the takeoff.

As the storm clouds laid waste to the sides of the cabin,
we were reverent, eyes heavenward.
We strapped on our masks just like some old maid's garters
and told ourselves do as you're told.

When the portholes implode,
will you still bear my load?
Will you honor your promise
and deliver us onward?

I was dancing
with my darling
only hours ago,
will she know, will she know? Will she know?
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Briefcase Full Of Cash

A courier arrives alive, he bears a leather briefcase full of cash.
A squadron full of Y-Wings full of fuel awaits the members of the cast.
A Y-Wing full of heroes heads the squadron in it's task.
It's so hard to pay attention to the details of the mission:
all the starlets kissing stars are filling heroes' heads with wicked visions,
yeah a briefcase full of dollar bills has paid our way to hell
we know it all to well; we're so self-aware.

The tower she is manned by twelve honest men.
The starlets lead the guards away somewhere and kill them where they stand.
It's so hard to pay attention to the infidel's position:
all the starlets kissing stars are filling heroes' heads with wicked visions,
yeah a briefcase full of dollar bills has paid our way to hell
we know it all to well, we're so self-aware.

The satellite code
was broken moments ago:
We say a prayer for the dead
and point our cameras ahead,
as the starlets in heat
dry hump stars on the brink,
and America's daughters,
they reach climax in sync.
It's so hard to pay attention to the outcome of the mission:
there's a briefcase full of cash filling heroes' heads with wicked visions,
yeah a rocket full of chorus girls has paid our way to hell,
just looking for a thrill,
we know it all to well,
we know it all to well, we're all so self-aware.
We've got the briefcase and we don't even care.
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The Ragtime Castratos

The street is lined with iron dives,
some shine a little bright,
some shine a little brighter.
Chime on,
magnetic rag chime on,
chime a little brighter in the night.
If the magnetic rag don't entertain you,
don't let the heavy water drain you.

Piano rolls too noxious to behold,
too precious not to roll,
too precious to be sold.
Chime on,
magnetic rag chime on,
chime a little rhyme from a bygone time tonight.
If the piano rolls don't entertain you,
don't let the heavy water drain you,
as the ragtime castratos
full of torturous sorrows
dish out furious mottoes.

The gaslight takes its toll,
the sailors are enthralled,
the girls are all aglow.

Chime on,
magnetic rag chime on,
chime a little rhyme from a bygone time tonight.
If the piano rolls don't entertain you,
don't let the heavy water drain you,
as the ragtime castratos
full of torturous sorrows
sing out furious mottoes.
Clap your hands if you got'em,
clap is partly the problem
as the ragtime castratos
sing out furious mottoes.

Barcode piano rolls chime on,
chime a little rhyme from a bygone time,
laudanum buzz from a wormwood stein, chime on, chime on.
 ...
Barcode piano rolls chime on,
chime a little rhyme from a bygone time,
laudanum buzz from a wormwood stein, chime on, chime on, chime on.
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Honorbound

I was standing
on the platform
at the edge of the camp
as the train came from town.
There were tales to be told,
wrapped up and sold,
rammed in the ground and played in the round.
There's an open grave waiting and steady as she pretty goes there.
We were honor bound not to stare.

Put another crybaby sob story on file,
serve it up in a high fashion style,
we were honor bound not to stare,
honor bound not to care
as creditors and foes
tear at your purse strings and clothes,
and creditors and connoisseurs play phone tag with honors,
don't nobody really know all the why's and the wherefores,
but steady as she pretty goes.

There were tales to be told,
wrapped up and sold,
put on a train
and told to behave.
There's an open grave waiting,
we were honor bound not to stare,
honor bound not to care...
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Wild-Eyed Alpha Males

Fresh as the breeze
and fresh off the streets,
and all the rest.
With their gynochromes and their ten ton domes and their secrets to be kissed:
don't try and raise them up to be no gentlemen,
wild eyed alpha males won't have none of that,
don't try and raise them up to have no common sense,
wild eyed alpha males won't have none of that.

And all the sedentaries
and all the rest
with their xylophones and the crimosomes
and their secrets to be kissed,
and all the gain brains
are taking stage names,
yo DJ Mainframe,
yo Mauna Lai,
with their gynochromes and their ten ton domes and their secrets to be kissed:
don't try and raise them up to be no gentlemen,
wild eyed alpha males won't have none of that,
don't try and raise them up to have no common sense,
wild eyed alpha males won't have none of that.

That woman she was a loss
so they dropped a couple of lit cigarettes in her box of German flexis,
that woman misread the specsheet,
she thought they measured up to so much more.
That man showed 'em a good time,
he had no idea they'd sell the pictures to make rent.
When he came around to settle the score
he tried to make the gat sing but it wouldn't do a thing.
Wild eyed alpha males on the rise.
Wild eyed alpha males on the rise,
on the rise, on the rise

Don't try and raise them up to be no gentlemen,
wild eyed alpha males won't have none of that,
don't try and raise them up to have no common sense,
wild eyed alpha males won't have none of that.
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Perfect Spirals

They said that you were laid up good you missed the miscue and they brought you down,
brought you down.
We stayed up watching instant replays of the accident that brought you down,
brought you down.
They drugged you just before the game and man, you're only human,
or are you?
Are you sent from far away?
Oooh.
You're such a mystery your enemies they fear you,
they'll do anything to smear you if they can.
The locker room is tense,
we fall into a trance,
the field is turned to mud,
the crowd is out for blood,
he takes the field so full of love
the king is here the king is here!

He was steadfast and bold,
he told us of his travels in the Holy Land,
we walked out on the field,
and he raised his hands
and all the uglies in the stands became so silent,
and all the starlight in heaven,
it focused tight and there it was,
the starting lineup lined up in a ring,
and we commenced to sing;
we laid it down so barbershop and there it was,
and all the uglies in the stands,
they were captivated by his evil spell;
his stare is cold as hell,
his grip is firm as well,
this throw is sure and true,
he's sure to ring your bell.
He scrambles at the line,
he makes it every time,
the sideline bench is tense,
we fall into a trance,
the field has turned to mud,
the crowd is out for blood,
he takes the field so full of love
the king is here the king is here.

Listen to the sound
of your prayers and recitations resonating through the stadium
and don't get blinded by the starlight
and you'll be throwing perfect spirals all night.
Jesuits and Rosecruciands one and all
work overtime to keep you on the ball;
don't get blinded by the starlight,
you're gonna need your evil eagle eye tonight.
His stare is cold as hell,
his grip is firm as well,
and victory is only for the strong;
dont' get blinded by the starlight
and you'll be throwing perfect spirals all night.

The enemy is tense,
there's really no defense
and victory is only for the strong;
don't get blinded by the starlight
and you'll be throwing perfect spirals all night long.
You'll be throwing perfect spirals all night long,
you'll be throwing perfect spirals all night long,
you'll be throwing perfect spirals, you'll be throwing perfect spirals all night long.
You'll be throwing perfect spirals all night long...
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Codes And Ciphers

I ditched out on the shine,
I walked out of your bitch session
tangled in your message
and that was fine.
I walked out on the shine,
I ducked out of your hot session
tangled in your excess,
and there I stood
knee deep in my moon boots,
weak kneed and death scooped.

Weak kneed and death scooped,
and not a minute too soon;
they're asking for the moon.

When the weekend meets a weak end
and all you have to show
is all the ciphers that you know,
when the weekend meets a weak end
and everything you know reverts to code.

When the weekend meets a weak end
and everything you know reverts to code.
One day it snowed,
the pipes froze up and burst beneath the load,
and I crawled out of the breach
well away from harm's infernal reach
and there I stood
knee deep in the rubble and the soot,
and when they ask me if I felt up the task you know I did
and I was grateful to be able to be so misunderstood.

When the weekend meets a bleak end
and all you have to show
is all the ciphers that you know,
it's such a special kind of feeling to be tossing to and fro repeating code,
repeating code.
It's such a special kind of feeling to be tossing to and fro repeating code.
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Menthol Menthol
  1. U.S.A. Capable
  2. Dry Heaves (Of The Well-Adorned)
  3. Francis Scott Key
  4. Stress Is Best
  5. Bedheaded, Redeyed, and Bewildered
  6. Reverent, Eyes Heavenward
  7. Briefcase Full Of Cash
  8. The Ragtime Castratos
  9. Honorbound
  10. Wild-Eyed Alpha Males
  11. Perfect Spirals
  12. Codes And Ciphers



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