Bashful Hips Vol​.​V

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released November 1, 2012

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Bashful Hips Nashville, Tennessee

Bashful Hips is an Avant Garde project from the mind of Ian Fellerman. Bringing his sometimes searing, sometimes hilarious but always poignant observations to bear over an entire stable of Noise Rock/Hip Hop informed Electronica, Ian's music is never stable, always changing and searching for the sound to express his feelings.
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Track Name: 01.Wings Off Birds
And I’ve been trying to kick start a new life

How far do you read? How far do I read into this story line?

I'm still learning how to sit still,

I’m anxious and I can’t control how I feel


Well fragments stir outside of the diner,

Shattered and scattered,

The pieces of birds,

You left in alleyways,

In the wake of the waves of the sounds your high heels make,

Shattered and scattered,

You ate the wings off birds
Track Name: 02.Abused by the Moon
Where’s your heart center? I never thought I saw it either

I thought I touched it, but it was just wrapped in plastic

Well kick some dirt over it, bury this rock in your chest

It’s warped like dry cleaned elastic



Have awful thoughts pop out at you,

Like fake clouds in late night cartoons,

Have you been abused by the moon? Well baby I have to

It’s cold and empty, dry and large, so sad I can barely stand it

Dreams of electric heaters beat your head against the bathroom mirror

Fall down train steps; fantasize about tricycle rides in Italy,

The late night drive back from Denver,

Have you been abused by the moon?

How have you been?



And I just can’t find a reason why?

It sits so heavy like the weight of a tire

That escaped a car crash

That crushes the nearest passerby stranger

Like a led gown on my chest good rest is out of reach

It has been for weeks, no wait months the last twenty two years

A diet of cigarettes, caffeine and cough drops

Cold sandwiches, late night rage fights with no one there but myself
Track Name: 03.Bashful Hips Part III
We tear each other apart

With our nicotine stained teeth

But they were only love marks

My lips on your fake spray-on tan shoulder

Your beautiful fists breaking my empty eye sockets



You think it would be fun if we made love, falling down a flight of metal stairs?

You think it would be fun if we made love in a bed filled with razors and soft sheets

I can smell your stiches



Well I’m bruised and broken,

There are some things that are just supposed to go unspoken

Well there are certain position’s we can’t help but fall in

The way you came out was like watching the northern lights through ice

You were cold and green and unattainable
Track Name: 04.Unstable
Limbs and tendons tore,

It’s so ironic you could cough it up

When you realize you realized the idea of living life for the opportunity of opportunity



You’re more secure when you know your heart was built unstable



I’ll go unrecognized like art that hangs in the dark

Sit in your trunk, you flip the light on turn it off

You’re stuck in such a sober way

Eat yourself to death

I can smell your stiches inside of your dirty apartment

They reek like the disease of the broken hearted



Maybe sometimes they see it,

Maybe it’s only through weighted drunken eyelids

Maybe that’s why the next day they can forget it

The unknown, it’s just damn exciting

I have to keep prying at it
Track Name: 05. A Song for Lucy Collins
I should of married you right out of high school

We’d have a loft apartment by now

Somewhere uptown In Montréal

I’d listen to you play your acoustic guitar in the mornings

We’d drink coffee, I’d read the stories

I’d listen to the vibrations of your guitar strings

I’d listen to the vibrations of your vocal cords sing



It’s just the way you soft talk



And I wonder what your life’s like

I imagine it’s exciting; you go on dates and university work

You have a place of being

I bet you have it all



I’d rather have a broken arm

Then ever have to share these songs with people I know

I’d rather share my art with strangers

Because they’ll never ever know

The embarrassment that I sing about

Hide myself from neighbors, turn my cell phone off.
Track Name: 06.I Spelled Your Name Wrong
I want to write you a love song

And spell your name all wrong

Because the women in these clubs

Their so average when they talk

I can hardly stand it



Well, the give and take

The idea to just walk away,

Is that giving in to my defeat?



I want to write you a love song and spell your name all wrong

And I have to wear winter ware in the summer,

From the bruises you’ve leave on me



And it’s well known I’m leaving here soon

So I’ve been trying to wish everyone the best of luck

But it’s hard when you have such hard feelings