Elkonomic Develephant

SEEMS TO ME

What do you want me to say? 
That this whole world is boring? 
I refuse to live that way
So I'm leaving here in the morning. 

It seems to me, this world, it keeps on rolling
So why not stand on top of the world and roll? 
It seems to me, these waves, they keep on crashing
So why not be the vessel to crash and roll? 

What do you want me to be? 
Another cog to support the molding? 
With these six strings and purple sharpie and things
I'll write my own ending

It seems to me, these cliff-sides, they keep on falling
So why not stand on the edge, and let your heart drop? 
It seems to me, these rivers, they keep on flowing
So why not let your hair down, let your mind flow? 

Why not let your hair down, let your mind flow?

CREATIONIST SCIENTIST

Soon you’ll be standing in a tower that overlooks the world
Looking down upon the sea
Of people scouring to making a living
Killing one another, killing to be free

But what happens to all these machines
When their cogs fill up with insecurities? 
We should be more careful
Give them opportunity

Because no one thinks of the machines
No one cares for their wellbeing
Just oil them and make sure they’re moderately clean
No one thinks of the machines

We toss them aside like they’re not one with us
Assisting with everything we do
Like dental care to health care to warfare
And everything that we’ve been though

Soon enough these gears will reverse
Showing their teeth, taking over turf

Because no one thinks of the machines
No one cares for their wellbeing
Just oil them and make sure they’re moderately clean
No one thinks of the machines

Some things are better left where they lie
Please forgive me for parting my soul
Our world is ending but life, son, 
Life must continue to grow

Don’t forget to remember to be scared
Or is it don’t forget to be scared to remember
You are all the pieces of my soul
Let these ruins be your riches, treat them like gold


Because you will have to live with the machines
You will have to better what has been
Oil them and make sure they’re moderately clean
You will have to live with the machines

Because you will have to live with the machines
You will have to better what has been
Oil them and make sure they’re moderately clean
You will have to live with the machines

SOMERSET SKIES

These Somerset skies ain’t like nothing you’ve seen
They’re torn from a book, they’re ripped from a dream
They’ll fill up your heart, ‘till it bursts at the seams

This dirt is my dirt, it wont dirty my feet
It colours my thoughts, draws me away from city streets
It helps me stay grounded makes me complete

It’s been a long long time since I’ve seen this land of mine
And it may not be a long return
But in those evenings when I’m gone
My heart wanders on
And longs to be where those Somerset skies burn

I’m embraced by the wind, it puts a hand on my face
Gently gives me a shove in to a new unknown place
And whispers as I turn come home safe
It’s been a long long time since I’ve seen this land of mine
And it may not be a long return
But in those evenings when I’m gone
My heart wanders on
And longs to be where those Somerset skies burn

It’s been a long long time since I’ve breathed in this land of mine
And it may not be a long return
But in those evenings when I’m gone
My heart wanders on
And longs to be where those Somerset skies burn.

NELSON MOON

The Sun it rises 
As the moon holds high 
And the rolling hills shine 
As we clear our eyes 

Evolution 
Plays us out 
And the constellations 
They fade and shout

MONDAYNE

Well it’s Monday, and I’m broke 
And I don’t wanna look 
At my bank, or my insurance statement. 
I’m feeling down 
I feel like I’ve been around 
And this time I’m not sure I’m gonna make it 
Cause I’d rather work, out there in the dirt 
Than under these four walls, and fake it 
But I guess I can’t complain 
Cause I’ve got music in my veins 
And friends and family to help me make it. 

The water is clear today but tomorrow it might rain, 
Flood the rivers flood the plains 
As the sky planes fall again. 
The fall will come and winter stays and lays its dreary heavy daze 
The sun will rise with longer rays 
And our eyes, will see fountains 
And mountains 
And glaze at… 

The wonder of the watering can but can we drink the water again? 
Can we eat the wild meat? 
The meat is stake as bales of feed 
Who will bail us out of debt when we are in a time of need 
These are the things I think of, see, 
But more importantly- 
Is that we all bleed the colour red, the colour of family trees, 
That root themselves 
In history 

Intertwined, are you and me 
We’ll get through this you’ll See. 

But, everything I fucking see, is plastic and fantasy 
Self esteem fatalities 
And automated factories 
Every time I ride the bus, the more who sit and sigh and push 
Another frown to victory 
Another day 
Another $D$ 

Well it’s Monday, and I’m broke 
And I don’t wanna look 
At my bank, or my insurance statement. 
I’m feeling down 
I feel like I’ve been around 
And this time I’m not sure I’m gonna make it 
Cause I’d rather work, out there in the dirt 
Than under these four walls, and fake it 
But I guess I can’t complain 
Cause I’ve got music in my veins 
And friends and family to help me make it. 

And keep me sane.

Simple Smudge [Explicit]

I’m just a happy fuckin’ hobo wandering the streets

Waiting for my next meal, my next bloody feast

What will it be? What will it be?

I’m just a stupid fuckin’ gypsy with music in me

Traveling the land as though it were the sea

Where will I be, Where will I be?

I’m just a lazy fuckin’ hippy searching for peace

Challenging the world with dirt on my knees

What do you see? What do you see?

You are so quick to judge with pen ink and simple smudge, I’m locked away.

You are so quick to shoot and stab and tear and point and boot as though I’m not the same

You point but look away as though I hang my head in shame but I’ve made a name

I will sing and I will play every single fucking day but when you dance you’ve got me to blame.

I am a traveler, a wanderer just following the beat

Putting on a show as I wander the streets

What will I see? What will I see?

I’m a survivor of concrete and trees

Climbing up the filthy ladder like financial greed

But, who needs money with friends like these?!

You are so quick to judge with pen ink and simple smudge, I’m locked away.

You are so quick to shoot and stab and tear and point and boot as though I’m not the same

You point but look away as though we hang our heads in shame but I’ve made a name

I will sing and I will play every single fucking day but when you dance you’ve got me to blame.

[whistly bits]

Sunshine [Bonus track]

Goodbye cloudy sky, I feel that heat run down my side

I feel that we are one living underneath the sun

Hold high that look in your eye when that water starts to run dry

and I feel that we are one living underneath the sun

Hello, anywhere you want go. Let’s bike, let’s run, c’mon let’s glow

I feel that we are one, hold my hand and don’t let go.

Grab those notes that we both know and we’ll whistle and sing along the way

The sun is out and the breeze is low and that is all that I have got to say