(The) Harvey Danger Database

The king of the swinging moods is back in town
And everybody’s tiptoeing around him
Surround him as he
pounds a silver hammer,
drops a revolutionary grammar
concerning the burning of city hall
and urban sprawl and decay

bidding:
Farewell to the days of having it both ways
Hell is other people
Some people never learn
When optimism fails
and my cooler head prevails
I will meet you at the point of diminishing returns

Down in the abstract
looking for a concrete artifact
something to hold on to
not one more thing to believe in
Stuck in a fallback
and fighting off a heart attack
and you’re so tangible
like a nitroglycerine tablet
under my tongue

bidding:
Farewell to the days of having it both ways
The boom’s a bust-out
but thanks for your concern
When pessimism fails and
my cooler head prevails
I will meet you at the point of diminishing returns

Progress shall be defined by
your position on the bridge as it burns

When populism, activism, urbanism fail
my cooler head will prevail
When there are no more gods left to anoint
No more noses to bend out of joint
I’m gonna meet you at the point of diminishing returns

Sean: The very last recording session we did before we broke up (and I mean right before) was a disaster that left us all reeling; the last song we had written before going in was a huge clusterfuck of unfocused, unfinished Weezerism beset by every member of the band—including Mike Squires and John Roderick, good friends who had been hired to play rhythm guitar and keyboards on tour and who, in the absence of a tour (or any solid leadership) joined in our collective dysfunction with a vengeance—playing overelaborate, undercooked parts that didn't fit together all at the same time, and no one would stand down for the sake of the song, because everyone needed to feel equally important; a perfect illustration of the lack of focus that had overtaken the four of us, none of whom had any desire to chop through the thicket of non-communication, regret, resentment, and torpor that had set in when our label had abandoned King James Version.^10A

Sean: Too alt rock? Too bad.^DSS