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KIND​-​OF​-​A​-​NIGHTMARE MAN

by Dakota Loesch

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he might wear a bib like a shirt with no pants he might wear your skin like a surgical mask he might wear all velcro, he might wear tan he's kind-of-a-nightmare, man he has frightened the neighbors with his weed whacker act he has threatened his friends and at least three of his cats he’s attempting to shave with an industrial fan he’s kind-of-a-nightmare, man go goodnight, go to bed no good nights for nightmare men well, he thinks he’ll be better if he just takes a nap now he’s feeding his lover red fire ant sand he says that he’s doing the best that he can but he’s kind-of-a-nightmare, man kind-of-a-nightmare man kind-of-a-nightmare man go goodnight, go to bed no good nights for nightmare men i can’t understand the whole jekyll-hyde act i stare in a mirror and he’s starting right back i throw him a jab and it bloodies my hand i am kind-of-a-nightmare man kind-of-a-nightmare man kind-of-a-nightmare man go goodnight, go to bed no good nights for nightmare men kind-of-a-nightmare man kind-of-a-nightmare man go to bed, go goodnight don’t forget your nightmare light
2.
bury my body in murray, kentucky that’s where i wanna go when i die carry me, baby, to terrapin, honey and just leave me there... hell, tim won’t mind or maybe make a marionette of my body instrument cables and fishing line pose me like a permanent “high five me, buddy!” and i’ll be a dummy... the kids won’t mind actually burn me in murray, kentucky and churn-up my ashes in pinecone wine drink of my body and suck it up bloody or spit it out funny... hell, i won’t mind just bury my body in murray, kentucky bury my body in murray, kentucky
3.
here’s where we stay, here’s where we sleep here’s their four cats and parakeet they planned a morning run for me well, that don’t sound so fun to me that don’t sound so fun to me i’m done with this podunkery some dude tried to fuck with me well, that don’t sound so fun to me no, that don’t sound so fun to me here’s where we play, here’s what we eat here’s who is too stoned to even speak he asked to borrow drums from me no, that don’t sound so fun to me here’s who you know, here’s who you meet here’s where you watch the door guy bleed when he trips on his own two feet hell, that don’t sound so fun to me that don’t sound so fun to me that just sounds like dumb TV and then someone orders rum for me well, that don’t sound so fun to me that don’t sound so fun to me here’s the last day, here’s the last drink here’s the last of all our free weed or you could save a bud for me but that don’t sound so fun to me that don’t sound so fun to me and i ain’t trying to be mean they wanna show a gun to me and that don’t sound so fun to me that don’t sound so fun to me
4.
they made a word for us in prussian i can’t recall it anymore they may have heard choruses cussing i can’t take all the credit for it... here comes a five billion strong gang war hear the five million walls it shakes hear them fire-up and turn to vapor i hear that five minutes is all it takes my inconsiderate, inconspicuous lover we understudy the performance the play goes long, we hate it now we’re gonna gussie-up these floorboards we’ll play along, we take a bow... we pray for heaven on a bender we count the sand and think god hears we wait forever for our bartender two-thousand-and-umpteen-odd years of inconsiderate, inconspicuous lovers goodnight, old lords, we hardly knew ye ain’t no one here to say no prayers for i hide and store grandmother’s jewelry that’s what i scored grandfather’s tears for... come watch the angels fly and meet me all my dead lovers hold my hand some of them fancy i’ve been sneaky all of the others know i am an inconsiderate, inconspicuous lover an inconsiderate, inconspicuous lover and i'm your lover
5.
none of us could fall asleep but all of us were tired four of us took cocaine while one of us took a shower we all had hawaiian shirts and some of us were smoking one of us sang “wuthering heights” at last night’s karaoke none of us had bites to eat but all of us had coffee and sangria and tequila and a couple old milwaukees one of us kids was picking fights one of us kids was glowing one of us kissed the christmas lights at last night’s cosmic bowling and yes, one of us was crying as the closing act was opening and then all of us were laughing at our last-night/welcome-home thing home is road, our home is road
6.
brother, you’re not my friend oh brother, no brother you’re not my friend i here am at my wits end my brother, oh brother you’re not my friend i ain’t got time to spend, my brother on shit that i can’t defend to our mother yeah i’ll love you till the end, my brother but brother, you’re not my friend sister, you ain’t my pal aw sister, naw sister you ain’t my pal sister, if you can’t tell that i’m pissed then you’re missing the point as hell yeah i’m ‘bout to lose my shit, my sister cuz i’m good and sick of this bullshit here and we can split this pall mall, my sister but sister, you ain’t my pal lover, you ain’t my love oh lover, no lover you ain’t my love we gave it a shot once my lover, and once was just once too much and yeah i still got this big crush, my lover and all that and such and such, you motherfucker and i’m dumb but not that dumb, my lover no lover, you aren’t my love
7.
i am punching the ghost of my father i have landed in mud i am drinking a toast with my mother i am spiking the punch i am tearing the chandelier down to eye-level no one here gives a fuck zoomie’s getting the band back together, my brother you owe me twenty bucks when the band breaks-up again and we all gotta go home i hope it’s you i’m hanging with at the end of my rope smoking a smoke with my brother there’s nothing else to smoke i am going for broke with my lover there’s nowhere else to go i am swearing i left all our dope in your peacoat no one has any drugs zoomie’s getting the band back together tomorrow tonight, we’re getting drunk when the band breaks-up again and we all gotta go home i hope it’s you i’m hanging with at the end of my rope when the band breaks-up again it’s the end of all we know i hope you drive me a hard bargain and right off of the road when the band break-up again

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released April 2, 2017

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