This is the whole album, taken from other tabs on this site, I corrected some of the lyrics, and chords as well. I'm sure there are mistakes though, so please correct me. OH SISTER Oh sister, don't be afraid of me I won't be nailing you down in the nursery Just like the rest of them did With those watery, wandering fingers of spit That were supposed to be glorious and fine Oh sister, won't you believe in me I only wanted to be hard on the family Here with you now in this zillionth infirmary A mother makes frantic and drunk calls from Germany All of the time Oh sister, sweet brown and beulahry milk from your blisters on your grandmother's jewelry there in the parlor all naked in front of me Watching the lights from the cracks making archery animal designs Rose Wallace Goldeline just moves her mouth over anything Thats fleshy free and flowering like oranges out in the open But don't you waste your sins again She don't need you or won't fuck your friends And you, you're American, self important boiling over To prove that she must still exist she moves herself about her fist and wont ever never give a shit about all those words you're wasting again Some pretty bright and bubbly wondrous dream You'd like to kill and clean And claim her as your own But don't you worry All those dainty and dirty emotions just go away and fade out on their own Sister, now that you're leaving Our fingers will falter Our lungs will be leaking All over each other and without even speaking We'll know that it's over and smiling or greeting Whatever comes next And oh sister You're getting married with some angry twister That you'll have to carry home drunk every evening from the cemetery And if he makes it back half alive you can bury him Under your sheets And oh sister now that you're greaving I can not imagine there is any meaning forgetting you ever could once had the feeling that made you keep on and pretend you were breathing of all of this world and in an age of empty rings I don't want to feel the thing I don't even want to know Rose Wallace Goldeline don't you ever die on me don't you own the way you go FERRIS WHEEL ON FIRE (Thanks to MoonFace) Both barre chords. Barre on the first fret and on the third. The - pattern continues through all verses. Well now first of all We became what we always had feared Every engine holds All their oils on fire appeared They finally broke through And on your shoulder This weight has been placed upon you And everything we ever learned But now I'm keeping still In someone's bright carnival ride All the crowd just cheers As the bolts break and metal collides Spiraling through And flying up over the hills And now everything's broken in two And everything we ever would But now most of all I am holding you under my skin Watch these buildings fall Watch as each weak resistance caves in All over you, all over And now finally fading from view Is everything we ever knew Repeat and throughout the last part. HOME (Thanks to Thewheeman) x2 Hold Well you can hold your hands together all you please Won't erase those tender tidings you endured You were just another family member on their knees Just a social work statistic out the door They beat against the tender sidings of your soul With all those pretty little hammers of control And where they are tonight well you will never know But I swear that I will find them now More Its more than just a simple question of decay More than all those fists that beat into your door It's more than all the shrinks that told you youâre okay It's more than anything that I have waited for They beat against the tender sidings of your soul With all those pretty little hammers of control And if they even can remember I don't know But I swear that they'll remember now x4 Home It's just another word you'll always push away Just a memory you wear outside your clothes And it will burn down into cinders and some day They will burrow down to their parental holes They beat against the tender sidings of your soul With all those pretty little hammers of control And if they've ever paid a price well I don't know But I swear that they will pay one now APRIL 8th (Thanks to liamf) Just strum at the end Lyrics: Crawl across toward your window I'm calling softly from the street Always a lonely widow Half awake and sleeping on my feet I'm of age but have no children No quarter phone booth calls to home Just late night television Inside my bedroom all alone There is no use in waiting Offer up your steps so I can climb Show me all your figure paintings Etched in the middle of the night Let me stretch upon your carpet Let me hear the rain tap on your street Knowing I am safe on the inside (Strum Here) Blankets wrapped and drifting off to sleep I WILL BURY YOU IN TIME (Thanks to UtBDan) I'll get around to putting the chords over the lyrics soon, i'm just trying to get all of them in one place right now. Chords used: I will bury you in time when the sea begins to slide into this hole where I am smiling on your shoulder You have buried my beliefs where all your sisters sleep, but their scent of purity will breath when the youth is over frozen in some lost October And I am breathing into you It makes your features move And they shimmer like balloons that fly above the ocean All the world is waiting here You can hear the children cheer But they'll need you when you're near The brink of complete implosion Crown your king when your life is broken Everything you are I'm tearing through Everything you want I'm wanting too I gave you more than I thought I could ever do But I will never break you down And if I was the king of all the kids You'd you hear me singing in my spit But all you would hear is the shit inside my burnt emotions I will bury you in time When the sea begins to slide Into this hole where you and I will sing our songs unbroken As the water starts its choking Dee dee dee dee dee ENGINE (Thanks to buh2001j) x 2 For I am an engine and I'm rolling on through endless revision to state what I mean for sweetness alone who flew out through the window and landed back home in a garden of green you're riding alone in the back of a steamer and steaming yourself in the warm shower spray and water rolls on off the round captains belly who's talking to tigers from his cafeteria tray and sweet babies cry for the cool taste of milking that milky delight that invited us all and if there's a taste in this life more inviting than wake up your windows and watch as those sweet babies crawl awaaay yeah mmm mmm mmm x2 Baby For Pree/Grow Into You (Thanks to HipsterDoucheba) Blistering Pree, all smiling and swollen Makes babies to breathe with their hearts hanging open All over the sheets as soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing They'll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating Until wonderfully wet she will get Until she's soaked inside her clothes And there is no sorry to be sorry for For a roll around the floor some afternoon so sound and soft It made her swallow all her sweat with every bit of breath she coughs And when the day it came to pour all her babies all across the bathroom floor She will be swimming in them all forevermore Glow right into you, I will glow Right into you I will glow Right into you And I let you down Swollen and small is where you find me now With that silver stripping off and my tongue you're tearing out And you'll never hear me talk Glow right into you, I will glow Right into you I will glow Right into you And I will be strong, strong enough To shout above your voice that's blaring hard And your face that's falling out into the dust of what you are And I will never hear you talk Glow right into you, I will glow Right into you I will glow Right into you And with my little finger I could make it all crumble I could make it all over Before you would even know Glow My Dream Girl Don't Exist (Thanks to Sister_Ray) - (x3) My dream girl don't exist At the age of five she slit her wrists She didn't know that I'd be hanging around So her parents buried her in the ground And this day I can still hear the sound Of her life in outerspace My dream girl don't exist It's just you and I and this TV And this illness seems to feel so strange Like a henchman that's about to hang The moon up like a ball and chain instead it stands ablaze And the wait is waiting ah Build a world so real and strong My dream girl don't exist Just a photograph and a history book And I believe she had a voice and name Three children on the coast of Maine Her life was in a hurricane Of love and real embrace My dream girl don't exist At the age of five she slit her wrists She didn't know that I'd be hanging around So one day she took a stroll to town And walked in front of a Greyhound bound For New York Central staaaaaaaaate And the wait is waiting ah And the wait is waiting ah Build a world so real and stroonnng She goes and now she knows she'll never be afraid