of Montreal - The Past is a Grotesque Animal (live 2010)

of Montreal
The Past is a Grotesque Animal (live 2010)

of Montreal - The Past is a Grotesque Animal (live 2010)

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Well, this song initialize a shitstorm of weird things in my life, some years ago.
It's still a hell of a song, it's still their best. Unfortunately, the two times I saw of Montreal live, they didn't play The Past Is A Grotesque Animal, but this footage says it all. A grand freakout and a great mess. Hissing Fauna Or Are You The Destroyer? and everything before is a great and colourful bouquet of unique pop music.

of Montreal - The Past Is A Grotesque Animal

the past is a grotesque animal
and in it's eyes you see
how completely wrong you can be..2x

the sun is out
it melts the snow that fell yesterday
makes you wonder
why it bothered
i fell in love
with the first cute girl that i met
who could appreciate Georges Bataille
standing at a swedish festival
discussing "story of the eye"..2x

it's so embarassing to need someone like i do you
how can i explain?
i need you here
and not here too..
how can i explain
i need you here
and not here too

i'm flunking out, i'm flunking out
i'm gone, i'm just gone
but at least i offer my own disaster
at least i offer my own disaster
performance breakdown
and i don't wanna hear it
i'm just not avaialable

things could be different
but they're not...
things could be different
but they're not

the mousey girl screams "violence, violence!"...2x
she gets hysterical
cause they're both so mean
and it's my favoirte scene
the cruelty's so predictable
makes you sad on the stage
though our love project has so much potential
but it's like we weren't made for this world
thought i wouldn't really wanna meet someone who was

do i have to scream in your face?
i've dodging laughs and vegetables
throw it all in my face
i don't care-
let's just have some fun
let's tear the shit apart
let's tear the fucking house apart

let's tear our fucking bodies apart,
let's just have some fun

somehow you've red-rovered
the Gestapo circling my head
and nothing can defeat you
no death, no ugly world
you've lived so brightly
you've altered everything

i find myself
searching for own selves
while speeding forward
through the playglass of maturing cells

i fed the unraver
of a hellian
but even apocolypse is fleeting
there's no death, no ugly world
sometimes i wonder if you're acknowledging me
like i do you
acknowledging me like i do you

we want our film to be beautiful
not realistic
see me in the radience of terror dreams
you can betray me
you can, you can betray me
teach me something wonderful
crown my head crown my head
with your loathing effects
project your fears onto me
i need to view them,
see there's nothing to them
i promise you there's nothing to them

i'm so touched by your goodness
you make me feel so criminal
how do you keep it together?
i'm all, all unraveled
but'cha know
no matter where we are
we're always touching by underground wires

i've exploit you with the detachment
of an analyst
but most nights
we've raided the same kingdoms
and none of our secrets are physical
none of our secrets, are physical
none of our secrets, are physical now

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