General Winter’s Secret Museum (2008)

Lyrics and Notes


Werewolves

You know, it’s not enough to get by
I feel it’s best to let, sleeping monsters lie

It’s not the real me
I’ll be fine by morning
I just need a little time
This is my Mr. Hyde

It’s not enough to get by
And paint your picket fence
As pure as the night sky
But why do it right?
If it feels good why not?
We’re just getting by
You work until you die

It’s not the real me
I’ll be fine by morning
I just need a little time
This is my Mr. Hyde

Well I’m down and I’m wearing thin
I can’t help but keep hurting you
Cause you’re the only ones who still love me
I am not myself
I’m not myself
Just let me die
By my own hands

It’s not the real me
I’ll be fine by morning
You will never understand

Dawn and the sea is crimson red
Reaching eastwards far away from the rest
Where the man re-invents the wheel
Setting fire to a world of traps and scissors
Far away from the rest where the man re-invents the wheel

Track Notes:

Patrick McGowan – Lead Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Dan McGowan – Guitar, Backing Vocals
Kyle Minnick – Drums


Cool Smack

Follow anything for peace
Check the serotonin levels
I’m a scientist, I crush faith

I know you’re scared of vampire bats
Did you know that they hung St. Peter like that?
I know pain comes from caring
Semi-conscious dream, awake to contradiction

The kids, they broke their studded belts
The young and beautiful grew old
Became computer animated
Follow anything for peace

I know you’re scared of vampire bats
Did you know that they hung St. Peter like that?
I know the sun is dimming
Shining like cartoons, holding zodiac signs

Sing a song that brings me back
Takes my mind away from you
What you do it’s not enough
Gave me a chance to do it right
But I’ll always doubt you
What you do it’s not enough
Will the world be too much
Or does love cast out the dark?
Hell has a tie on me that binds

Track Notes:

Dan McGowan – Lead Vocals (First Half), Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Backing Vocals, EBow
Patrick McGowan – Lead Vocals (Second Half), Electric Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Kyle Minnick – Drums


Big Al

Look out, here he comes
He’s gonna tell you how it is
He’s seen it all, had a blast
He’s got punk rock for us kids

Throw me a catch phrase Big Al
I’d never miss a sage-like lesson
Throw me a clich? Big Al
I wouldn’t miss a sage-like lecture

Oh no, here he comes
He’s gonna show us where he’s been
Why his way is the best way
‘Cos he knows us and seen it all

Throw me a catch phrase Big Al
I’d never miss a sage-like lesson
Throw me a clich? Big Al
I wouldn’t miss a sage-like lecture

Track Notes:

Patrick McGowan – Lead Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Dan McGowan – Guitar, Backing Vocals
Kyle – Drums, Block


Castle Builder

Picture this,
A miracle that lets you sing like a god
Cry like the devil and sound like an angel
The harvest moon is shining down upon
A field of clouds that will soon be gone
There is no revolution
If we’re all too frightened
To look each other in the eye

There it is,
A Vitamin that lets you live like a god
Go on forever and feel like a spectre
The harvest moon is shining down upon
A field of clouds that will soon be gone
I’ll be waiting here for my chance
To start something new
There is no revolution
If we’re all to frightened to die

Now we sleep
Beneath the shade of their wings
Now we wait
All day we stare at the lights
Know your place
That’s where we spend a lifetime
All we had
We sold for sunnier days
Oh no

I’m where I belong
But nothing seems right

Track Notes:

Dan McGowan – Lead Vocals, Electric Guitar
Patrick McGowan – Electric and Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals, Lead Vocals (End)
Kyle Minnick – Drums


Purple Chukz

Homily from them spliced in a jar
Glass reflection poised for sleep
Charcoal terrain stuttering speak
So enticing there it’s

Grind daily bread
Colliding wild blue yonder
Embarrassing
Clouded gloomy beloved

Prosthetic nerve ravishing lens
Worried darts reopen sores
Young Love
Never found me
Dead moral skin
At least I’m honest about it
Vanity
At least I’m good at what I do

Track Notes:

Dan McGowan – Lead Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitar
Patrick McGowan – Electric Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Kyle Minnick – Drums, Triangle


The Clincher

Paints his room and keeps a clock
That Don’t tell time, don’t tell time
and cuts his hair when it gets in his eyes
No he Don’t sing but he can play Has a SNARE for a Soul Knew A Guy
NAMED NEIL But He Don’t sing the Blues
no more
Loves the Jazz and hits a block
that keeps the time, keeps the time
and paints the clock when it
looks in his EYES
No HE don’t READ but he can
draw what he sees in his
DREAMS BROKE A PIPE and let it DIE
HAD A Girl
but let
her
go

Track Notes:

Patrick McGowan – Lead Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Dan McGowan – Guitar, Backing Vocals
Kyle Minnick – Drums


Will O’ The Wisp

Last night I woke up out of a two year deep sleep
Tried to go back but I know you can’t
Last night I think I was hit by a speeding train
Never had a clue, but no one does

Last night it rained like the world tried to drown itself
You think it means something but you don’t really care
Last night I prayed, asked for my father to be healed
Thought that was it, now I know it’s not

East of the sun
You will melt away
Will O’ the Wisp
West of the Moon
You will melt away
Will O’ the Wisp

Track Notes:

Dan McGowan – Lead Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitar, Sleigh Bells
Patrick McGowan – Electric Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Kyle Minnick – Drums, Tambourine


The Moon

Followed you screamed from the oak
Roaming flame falls to the street
Where the scarecrow watched his field
Climbed the hill
The ruins were found, the omen took form

Fires and forests, the night which to hide
You called it Nebraska, said he died
God told the demons he was not impressed
This autumn to me had no end in sight

Yet all of this place has passed me by
The new harvest has died
Boundless and dead, its mercies are none
My thoughts to the days that are too far to be

The conquering winter is barren of snow
The haunted moon has turned to glass
Torturing, taunting, “My heir will be worse”
I watch now the sky as it darkens grey

Said “good-bye” to the crow
Waved “good-night” to the moon
Black branches like knives

Track Notes:

Patrick McGowan – Lead Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitar, Bass
Dan McGowan – Backing Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitar, Additional Keyboards
Kyle Minnick – Drums
Tim Gilles – Keyboards


IceClock

Hear the seconds on the clock go by
When you hate the thing you’ve loved so long
But still I’ve always felt at home in the dirt
With the worms in the dark
He fell down the rabbit hole where the flowers
Poison butterflies
Into the tomb we go like clouds
In the middle of the night

Imagine her face when she puts you in the ground
But still I want to be born again
We fell down the rabbit hole
Where the earth makes paper butterflies
Into the tomb we go like clouds
In the middle of the night

Wait the sky turns grey
In the waning glow
Wait till the sun’s away
To melt in the moon
It’s too late to start anew
It’s got me and it’s grown roots
It’s a part of me now
Sleep now midnight owl
Twilight falling bye-and-bye
Lord, I cry out for you
To become the MOONFREAK
And avenge these memories

Track Notes:

Dan McGowan – Lead Vocals (Second Half), Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Patrick McGowan – Lead Vocals (First Half), Guitar, Backing Vocals
Kyle Minnick – Drums