Creature Comforts

by Meaghan Burke

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1.
It was just one of those things Just one of those crazy things It was just one of those things Just one of those desperate things And I like your hair better than no hair And I like your face better than none And i like your arms better than no arms Though prosthetic limbs are not without their charms And I like your teeth better than no teeth And I like your lips better than none And i like your voice better than no voice Though silence is golden and I don´t much care for your word choice Methadone friend Before i met you Every bone in my body was sad Now only my lips are blue It was just one of those shit-faced things And I like your neck better than no neck And I like your lazy-eye better than none And I like your hangnails that bleed when you walk And I like your blood as it pools in my socks And I like your hands better than no hands And i like your elbows much better than none And I like your skin better than no skin Though sometimes I like to imagine you just as a skeleton Methadone friend Before i met you Every bone in my body was sad Now only my lips are blue I fumble and hiss I mumble and kiss everything that can walk I stumble and piss where I eat and I shit And I like your hair better than no hair And I like your face better than none And I like your teeth better than no teeth ´Cause nothing else hurts when you sink them down into me Methadone friend, methadone friend It was just one of those things It was just one of those methadone things
2.
Hobo Doreen 05:15
Hobo Doreen, my panhandling queen She was the prettiest bag lady I´d ever seen She´s a wine-chuggin´, whisky-bottle-huggin´ Diamond of this rough scene She´s always wandering round bringing men to the ground With a bat of her eyes and an “I´ve got no place to stay tonight” She´s too brittle to break She´s too little to shake She´s a bit of a rake But she´s the belle of the motel Hobo Doreen, she don´t say what she means But she means as she does and she does as she pleases She´s a pain in your ascot And a rat in your haute cuisine (don´t you know better) With her eyes so forlorn She´s too cute to be borne You can only adore and adorn her Doreen, Doreen Oh she struts just like a movie queen Doreen, Doreen Oh she´ll flash that ivory to cash that green Doreen, Doreen, Doreen, Doreen Don´t let her in your limousine Hobo Doreen, she ain´t fresh, she ain´t clean But her eau de pheromone will have you moanin´ like strychnine She´s a traffic-stoppin´, boxer-short-droppin´ sweet piece of seventeen She´s always messin´ around, bringing uptown downtown First you´re up, then you´re down til your stuff is nowhere to be found And you´re flat on the floor as she flits out the door But you know she´s much more than a whore She´s a tiger, she´s a mouse She´ll eat everything in your house She´s your joy, she´s your grief Got the eyes of a saint and the paws of a thief She´s your heaven, she´s your hell But she´ll drain you down to your wishing well She´s your princess, your muse But she´ll blow out your fuse She´s your fire, she´s your ice But it comes at a price And I´m talking Bergdorf´s, not Filene´s Cause she´s Doreen, Doreen Oh she fucks just like another kinda movie queen Doreen, Doreen Hide your watch, your wedding ring, and your Vicadin Doreen, Doreen, Doreen, Doreen Don´t let her in your limousine Don´t let her in your limousine You can run, you can hide You can beg, you can cry You can call the authorities But you´ll always go home with Doreen
3.
Butterface 03:08
Bottle blonde One-time Miss Iowa Aged out of Miss America Spray-on skin Paint-on face You can count all my bones You can paint me any color you want Silicone and Rhinestone soul Blow-up lips and tits and ego Hairs may sprout And eyes may sag But you can buy your body like a bag You can paint me any color you want My body My temple My Sistine Chapel Dome My body My investment My forever home Trophy wife Shine from your pedestal Cry tears of semi-precious metals Prozac princess Popping pills And singing plastic songs Where did your voice go? Where did your face go? Where did your voice go? Where did your face go?
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I am a sadsack I am a wet dog I am a wrung rag I am a split log I am a hat trick I am a swan song I am a death tick I am a gravity bong Get off my bandwagon! I ride my tandem solo I ride my tandem solo I ride my tandem solo so solo I am a cracked egg you are a lame duck I am a red flag you were a hell of a fuck I am a beached whale caught in a fish pond throw me a rat-tail that I can hang onto We wake and bake and we die alone and sober we die alone and sober we die alone and sober Well not always so sober Everyone sleeps alone in the funhouse
6.
Wedding Song 04:29
I am the wound you never knew was there I am the tumor that just ran out of air I am the mange that comes out in the rain I am the strange taste he left in your mouth I am the sad songs he sung for a while I am the late nights you wondered about And I know that every home has its secrets Every house has its pests And I guess I´m one of yours Well I guess I´m one of yours You were a rusty nail in my foot You were a father figure We never did each other any good I was a loaded gun with no trigger And I cried for the youth I hadn´t lost yet And you cried for the comfort of your safety net And we tried to pretend that it was something other than a Dirty little secret And like the mouse that nibbles at the wires And like the possum that scratches at your tires And like the termites that scuttle in the cellar I am the one lie you will never tell her ´Cause every home has its creatures And every house has its pests And i guess i´m one of yours oh I guess I´m one of yours
7.
Gowanus 05:34
I left a message for you at the bottom of the Gowanus Scrawled on toxic splinters Fallen through the cracks of our own ecstatic honesty It swam to meet the fishes And the broken bodies sleeping among them And how their bodies glistened with the chemical reflections Of their mutant fishy friends And I wonder - what can live here? What can survive here? What can live here, what can survive. I wrote a letter to you at the bottom of the Ybbs. You said it was your river But I think it´s just a stream, And you some holy-headed dream And do you know, and do you know, and do you know how much I thought I loved you? I wrote a song for you In the middle of your Also Sprach Zarathustra In its beloved tatters, which I read upon the Brooklyn Bridge And learned that nothing really matters But why do all these wanton things spring and spring again, And spring again from joy into existence? How can they only do it once? So I sing again, and sing again this song to numb my own resistance: What can live here, what can survive here? What can live here, what can survive And do you know, and do you know, and do you know how much I thought I loved you? And do you know, and do you know. I wrote this song for you originally, But now it´s my song.
8.
When you´re gone I floss my teeth When you´re gone I don´t eat much red meat I run a lot I make a lot of lists I lie awake And wonder if you miss me Like I do you And if you´re A little hungover too Cause I drink a lot And watch terrible TV Call all my friends To come around and entertain me But no one says the right things, and no one sings the right songs And the toilet´s stuck, and the coffee sucks, and the weather's wrong And the nights are much too long When you're gone. When you're gone I brush my hair When you're gone I try to take good care of my person But who cares if that person's Just a shadow of myself when I´m with you When you're gone I lose my head And though I may regain my cool Each day seems like a foolish escapade Without the logic of you Sleeping and waking In my bed When you're gone I dry my tears When you're gone I count the days, And months, and years And I laugh a lot And I blush just like a kid And I think of all the things we did and haven´t done yet Cause you know all the right words and you sing all the right songs And the milk can turn, and the food can burn And the sky can rain all its hurricanes And the roof can leak and the trains can shriek and the city can shut down for a week And the doors can slam and the traffic jam, oh, but I won´t give a damn Cause when you're gone You come back
9.
Ornithology 05:28
I used to like you because you liked birds. I used to like you because you liked birds! And you knew all their names: Red-finch, blue-tit, black-backed woodpecker, Catbird, killdeer, rock dove, turkey vulture, Waxwing, chickadee, yellow-bellied sapsucker.. But do you know where you can shove your ornithology my love? I used to like you because you liked trees. I used to like you because you liked trees! And you knew all their species, And you knew all their sub-species But do you know where you can shove your botany my love? Everyone thinks they're so special Everyone thinks they're so wonderful Everyone thinks they're the first person who thinks that trains are romantic Everyone cries when they first stick their noses into the Atlantic Everyone, everyone Thinks they're the only one

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released May 5, 2017

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Meaghan Burke New York, New York

Release show 5/11 at Joe's Pub, 9:30pm!

Meaghan Burke is a Brooklyn-based cellist, singer, and songwriter of many hats. She enjoys channeling the spirits of Kurt Cobain, Billie Holiday, and Gustav Mahler in her chamber-grunge-chansons. ... more

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