The TV Is My Nightlight

by Cu-Cu

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All songs written & performed by Miles George
2006-2008
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Robbie Allen

I would like to thank my family, friends and foes that have supported me for such a long time.

I would also like to thank cops for chasing robbers and robbers for giving cops a job to do.

For Liz.

Copyright © 2009 All Rights Reserved

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released March 6, 2009

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Cu-Cu Rochester, New York

Miles George, aka Cu-Cu, has been writing & recording songs since he was 10. From 2006 to 2017, Cu-Cu has written & recorded 6 full length albums, 2 EPs and a whole batch of throwaways. His integration of electronic pop and indie rock has made his music catalog diverse in many ways. He plays shows every now & then, but mainly plays for whoever's in the room at the time. ... more

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Track Name: Run Out Of Excuses
The ghosts of this house
Never haunt me in my sleep
They only haunt you
And I hear them gossip every night
About the way I write my songs
And the method of how your mouth moves
There’s an alarm that chimes along
In my toes and in your heart
And we are light bulbs for this room
We can lie to our bosses
To the ones who held you down
And gave you living proof

But you run out of excuses
You run out of excuses

They play air guitar without the song
And drink champagne with a straw
They sleep and dream in a bathtub
And the luxury is sickening
I’m questioning reality
It scares me
They mock us on our routine lives
And how we drive into the night
With a radio and a cup of coffee
And maybe I’ll finally understand
The stress that I hold in the palm of my hand
Is nothing but fallacy

And you run out of excuses
You run out of excuses

At night the forest grows with noise
The ghosts I kept will be destroyed
They’ll leave me in the house tonight
And I’ll sleep so silent next to you
I won’t wake up until it’s time to choose
The reason I took flight to get here
It was hard enough to sing
Now it’s even harder to say
That maybe I’m a little bit older
And ready for your aching hands
To push my back to understand
That we were finally wrong

And you run out of excuses
You run out of excuses
Track Name: History Books
Call me blind
Hell, call me dead
I bottle all the bad ideas in my head
I want to read you
What I’m really made of
If a word grows off of my nose
Don’t make me read it out loud

Fictional stories
Aren’t history books

And I won’t scream
For the highest bid
That’s why I experienced everything my parents did
They drove me around
Showed me what the city was made of
If I could be king, and you could be queen
We could fix up the failure with decent love

Fictional stories
Aren’t history books
A fictional story
A history book
You’re a fictional story
I’m a history book

Slapped in the face
By my ancestors
They called me ugly and they called me fat
Tied my shoes, ran out the door
And never looked back
I call your house feeling skeptical
Tell you life is better when you’re beautiful

Fictional stories
Aren’t history books
A fictional story
A history book
And you’re a fictional story
Cuz I’m a history book
Track Name: Waking Up The Dead
It’s Friday night
Let’s clear our heads
We’re gonna do something
We’ll never do again
So go get the shovels
Hiding in the sheds
We’re gonna bring out the music
We’re gonna wake up the dead

We’ll be waking up the dead

When the music gets louder
They’ll come out of their beds
And when it gets softer
They’ll wanna sing instead
Now don’t tell your parents
And don’t tell your friends
That we’ll be in the graveyard
Waking up the dead

We’ll be waking up the dead

It’s Friday night
Let’s clear our heads
We’re gonna do something
We’ll never do again
Now don’t tell your parents
And don’t tell your friends
That we’ll be in the graveyard
Waking up the dead

We’ll be waking up the dead
Track Name: Raised On Dry Ice
I was born in a mansion
With my hands folded in two
I would crawl to the courtyard
It was the only thing I could do
My parents were lovable gamblers
Drinking liquor after noon
Dressed up as cowboys and indians
Spitting their sorrow at the moon

I was raised on dry ice
Dad put on wigs and mom banged a drum
We muted the TV for Van Halen
Mouthing the words for years to come
In my dreams, I thought we were at war
At the door, a priest and a nun
Came to bathe me for my background
And lift my green eyes to the sun

I was lifted into the new world
With words I never understood
I was the lap dog for the mountain
And I knew I had to leave for good
I found a night school for my wanting
Of knowing how rich men died for tea
The gate was unlocked and I ran soundly
Into the streets of my enemy
Track Name: Bones
There’s a new feeling in my bones
Everything suddenly feels wrong
But it’s going away
And it feels too late
You’re uncovering it all

When your blood is dried, we feel a lot older
Climb the stairs to the one you love
And dig out all the bad news from the your hometown’s history
And your eyes are little murder statements killing me
When you’ve been to the swamp and back, you don’t forget
First kiss of adventure makes you wonder
Am I even cut out for this yet

There’s a new feeling in my bones
Everything somehow goes on
Track Name: Horn Section
There must be misdirection
To something that happened
To all of us at one time
Or maybe another
But the bitches of books will rise
Up from the daylight
And interview the therapists
For the president’s daughter

I could have been a TV man
For some young traveler
Splitting your limbs of wood
Churning your fire
And birds flirt with the sky
And dogs bark for their prize
People lie a legend
People get hurt

I didn’t say that you were wrong
I had the notion that you were strong
Well, maybe not that strong
But stronger that her
The parade smelled just like kids
Who lost all that they could give
Candy grabbing, kicking feet
Telephone wires

I shot in the wrong direction
And you got lucky with the horn section
I didn’t know that you required
A sexual aggression
And the trumpet blared so loud
And the tuba drew a steady crowd
People are easy
People get hurt
Track Name: Understandable
Softly speaking for girls of the night
Take off our conscience like blackbirds in lamplight
You were no one, I was the afterlife
Wanna kiss the wrong side of the bed
You and him are kissing in my head
You were nineteen, you didn’t know anything

But that’s understandable
That’s understandable

Cooking the winter with video games
The night gets so useless cuz we’re all the same
We have no one but our own souls to blame
Celebrity gossip gets closer to fact
The thought of you laughing made me turn my back
You were nineteen, you couldn’t see anything

But that’s understandable
That’s understandable

Digging potholes for worms in the dirt
We’re feeling all the heartbeats, we’re feeling all the hurt
I was young and you were a pervert
Making way for the waves in an ocean
In your dreams, you go through all the motions
You were sixteen, you weren’t in love with me

But that’s understandable
That’s understandable
Track Name: Dewey Do It
My sky of surrender was built up by
Black thoughts of the unknown desires
Of getting caught in the rain with the right to live
And the right to make up for walking in late
On the things I should've done three years ago
When I still had my bravery below me
When the town is in love and irresistible
I am hiding from nothing

I’m a Dewey-do-it but I never did it
You’ve got the wrong idea if you think I’ll never do it

Kids are throwing trash in the old park down the street
And the teenagers imitate the movie stars
Smoking cigarettes and stealing from the candy dish
It’s always cooler than what is on a silver screen
I could swim forever if I wanted to
But the salt in my eyes and the water up my nose
Will make me shrivel like a sponge inside
That’s where I’d rather be anyways

I’m a Dewey-do-it but I never did it
You’ve got to be kidding if you think I’ll never do it
I’m a Dewey-do-it but I’ll never do it

If I was born and bred again, I would jump right in
But overall I would begin to make it better for my friends
By giving all I have within and make a picnic out of it

The grinding of nails under my teeth
Lines up with the drums of my heartbeat
They march my legs back to food and sleep
And back to a girl with a ghost inside of her
Every twitch is snipped like an owl’s wing
Every word invisible is growing
I need to shut up and cut up the old biography
And work to write a new one eventually

I’m a Dewey-do-it but I never did it
You’ve got the wrong idea if you think I’ll never do it
I’m a Dewey-do-it but I’ll never do it
Track Name: I'm Not The Moon
You’ve got your own fears
And I’ve got mine going nowhere
And we don’t know how to feel
I take control of my father’s boat
And tighten my lifejacket to my throat
And you take the breath of me

The sun lies on top of the river
But I will wait with the moon

You always told the wrong jokes
And I kept falling for them
And we should stop talking to each other
But I got cold and you got sold
School’s out for summer and we’re out forever
And I was sure you didn’t know a thing

The sun will hide behind the mountain
Like a dog will howl to the moon

Love is killing everyone
And the air is freezing our fingers
And I’m amazed by what it has done
I should know the direction home
But that’s one thing that I’ll never know
And that’s a job for someone who isn’t me

The sun may shine on my freckles
But I am not the moon
Track Name: Birds Make Seasick Music
I’ll take the hallway up from here
And wrestle anything that moves me
A night that swallows all my fears
With naked skeletons and candy
Turns to day behind the blinds
And the birds make seasick music
It was thrown into the sky
Up for anyone to use it

These dreams will never mean anything
With the sleep that I’m not getting
In a town of unloved everything

The dogs kept barking up the street
Making summers feel empty
A footfall from beyond belief
Makes the leaves fall from an old tree
Paralyzed, paralyzed
With the birds that make the music
Turn to dust, blown in my eyes
Up for anyone to view it

These dreams will never mean anything
With the sleep that I’m not getting
In a town of unloved everything

I’ll take the sidewalk for the street
And hide my ears from people passing
The birds and boats below my feet
Make my left brain turn to acting
Like I was part of the choir
And the birds make seasick music
Big brass front man lights a fire
Up for anyone to use it

These dreams will never mean anything
With the sleep that I’m not getting
In a room of unmoved anything

These dreams will never mean anything
With the sleep that I’m not getting
In a town of unloved everything

And the birds make seasick music
The birds make seasick music
They make me sick
Track Name: Baseball
Kids don’t play with guns anymore
They only wanna play baseball
And parents keep statistics and faces on the door
Reminding me not to come around or call
Meet on the grass and bring your father’s glove
And kill the time watching sunrise
Talking talking talking, they’re all afraid of me
A neighbor who deserves the buzzing of the fruit flies
They’re all killing ranks
Higher than the skills of thanks
A game of baseball
Will leave me home tonight

Indiana Jones was not afraid of snakes
He only wanted some attention
From the women that he tried to sleep with earlier
Facial expressions don’t get ahead of him
But he tried
Yeah I tried
I bought a nice car
Convertible to your ass
I tried telling you that I was a child
Approaching your position on the playground grass
I’m a creep without a credit card
The sidewalk pigeon's thunderstruck
They always told me life was hard
But I couldn’t give a flying fuck

Cold, no video, the weekend’s lonelier
When you open up a box of sunrise
Tonight you’re gonna go to bed without a prayer
Forgetting the fact that I’m in town tonight
Is a child molester the same thing as a crook
If that’s a case, I’m sorry
Just don’t kill me
Track Name: Same Joke Twice
We will try to live another night
Before our voices are doomed to die
Press the buttons just to close my eyes
To dream of you tonight
In this house that is never filled
With perfect lovers but bugs to kill
The basement floods with my father’s will
And drowns the black in white

In the middle of your rock 'n roll
All the crowd control
Will leave you dead in the mud
To burn with your bag of gold
On the road, you are all alone
There is no home
It’s only you and the band

And we will try to live another life
Without telling the same joke twice
To everyone who could care less and lie
A legend of their own
I’ve got junk books and garbage cans
To fill to make me be the older man
And realize that what I had in plan
Will name me the unknown

In the middle of a record store
Prisoners of war
Will leave you dead in the sand
To understand who mattered before
On the road, you are all alone
All the fans went home
It’s only you and the band
Singing “Oh!”
Track Name: Witches Brew
Everyone is dead that I don’t want to be
When you’re looking for some new brutality
A cemetery’s not enough to make you swim with thought
That I may not be around by the time you’re a frown
On the face of someone who’s waiting for someone
I’m in a witches brew
I’m mixed in there with you
And it’s cold again

You’re not healthy with anything
Show your back on TV
Show me what you really are

I am scooping out the brains of someone else
A body that’s fastened with anything but bullshit
She is looking in my skull that’s opening
She sees not what I crave
But what I want to eat tonight
The black cats of the South pick fights with the North
They’re not superstitious at all
Zigzag with their paws

They’re looking like diamonds on the hull
They’re looking like snow on the water
You couldn’t be more distant
I was waking up with someone cold like me

We don’t want to hide our fake feelings inside
The naked South meets the Northern deadbeat
Fully clothed in his skin and not so different
I’m stuck in a witches brew
I’m all stuck in there with you
But we won’t have to wait for something changing
Maybe if you learned to grow up
Maybe we can get through