MAXEL TOFT
28 (Wilson)
Offshore Excursion
Therapy
Shadow
Wits End
Radio Ready Love
Somewheres
Complaint
Assembly Line
Legal F
Although I'm unequipped
For an offshore excursion
From this gospel ship
I need a healthy diversion
An emergency urge
If only just a fraction
Or a step or two beyond
I'm not responsible for my actions
Listen to this piece from another tortured artist
Divorced shortly after they lost their new babe
Retreated to a cabin with no running water
But found an old dulcimer and learned how to play
Recorded on a smartphone, the battery was draining
Imagine the session and tell me if I'm wrong
To listen though it's sad 'cause it makes me feel better
Believe in the power of the therapy of song
Sandpaper face
What should I do with this sandpaper face
I scrape and I shave
And comes back the next day
What a waste
Make way
For the sandpaper face
Hollywood scruff
What should I do with this Hollywood scruff
I grow and I cut
But it isn't enough
This is tough
No luck
With the Hollywood scruff
Indie-rock beard
What should I do with this indie-rock beard
My facial career
Has taken me years
This is weird
No fear
For my indie-rock beard
Why'd I even ever think
That I could bring this up
I should have known it's futile
And that you would soon erupt
I'm at my wits end
Why didn't I seek council
When I knew that you would shout
'Cause when you shout it's then I shout
And then I get kicked out
I'm at my wits end
I can tell by the way that you are looking at me
I'll be on the burner for a century
Lets table this discussion now indefinitely
I'm at my wits end
I'd prefer to lead us in the opposite direction
Where sleep is rest and love is affection
End the innuendo and the lyrical gymnastics
Where doing it is doing it without the italics
Lets make love . . . Love
I thought that I was walking in the door
But there is more
I was with the guys
But looking in her eyes
Now "Somewheres it's my fault"
I thought that I was brushing on my teeth
But underneath
I'm wiping my brow
'Cause it escapes me now
And "Somewheres it's my fault"
I thought that I was getting all undressed
So I attest
Something is askew
And I wish that I knew
'Cause "Somewheres it's my fault"
I thought that I was getting into bed
It's like I said
Everything seemed right
When I kissed her goodnight
But "Somewheres it's my fault"
Rich, white, men
Always complaining
Complaining about fairness
Rich, white, men
Often are yelling
Are yelling at the TV
Rich, white, men
Often are sleeping
Are sleeping with the TV
Rich, white, men
Always complaining
Complaining about fairness
Rich, white, men
Have no one to blame but themselves when they fail
We have no one to blame but ourselves when we fail
I have no one to blame but myself when I fail
I'm not saying that you're saying that
I'm just saying that if we perhaps
We could work this out as adults
We could resolve this to a cheaper result
You give me legal fees
I freeze and I can't speak
Until I speak to my lawyer
You won't hear a peep
So leave a message at the beep
Adults like kids will pick on the weak
Waiting for the perfect opportunity to cheat
Adults will often add money to the fight
And the one's with the most are most often proven right
They give us legal fees
We freeze and we can't speak
Until I speak to my lawyer
You won't hear a peep
So leave a message at the beep
If on the TV you decline the interview
The viewer can assume the accusations are true
But your lawyer says freeze and you can't speak
They give you legal fees and we don't hear a peep
"In Retrospect"