1. |
Fort Wrong
03:39
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She gave me three chances to fly
On the third one, I didn’t even try
I knew, when I got her alone I could wrestle a smile
With three more chances to die
On the last one I didn’t even try
To live, I know that I’m not the easiest guy
Calm me down...
I might stick around
She gave me three puzzles and why
You and I don’t see eye to I’ll
Never know, where she goes so late in the night
She gave me more than enough
Chances to screw it all up
So when I finally picked up the dice
I knew that I was already
Half way down the driveway
And I knew what they’d say
But I kept on skating anyway
Calm me down...
I might stick around
Calm me down...
I might still be around
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2. |
A Lifetime Now Closing
02:09
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It only hurts when I breathe in
Only hurts when I breathe in and out
It only hurts when I breathe in
Only hurts when I breathe in and out
Don’t breathe in and out
The science said I was a weakling
Science said I was a weaker than weakling
Now I’m always scared when I’m sleeping
That the scientists will sneak in and stop me from breathing
They’ll whisper “don’t breathe in and out”
Talk me down from the ceiling
A lifetime closing with nobody listening
Kiss me quick, am I breathing?
Hold my hand, I’m a weaker than weakling
They said so many mean things to me
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3. |
Party Fouled Out
02:09
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Party fouled out of your tight pants party
Party fouled out of the game
Party fouled out of your hipster hangout
Those parties are always the same
It’s not your fault
Your friends are mean little boys
Pull off their tags
They’re not so genuine
It’s a major chord morning at last, by God
It’s like that minor chord thing was a fad
It’s a major chord morning, the fog has blown out
It’s a finger shift, hand gripping lift!
Hey not so fast!
That was a rude getaway
Pull up your flags
Use them again, sunny day
Party fouled out of your tight pants party
Party fouled out of the game
Party fouled out of your whisker meetup
Those parties are always the same
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4. |
Oh! Thunder
03:51
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On the way, to the bar
We counted down
99
98
Bottles
Just for a lark
By the time, we got close
We still had
15
14
13
Bottles to go
And if you wondered why
There was a thunder in my eyes
It’s just the 45 reasons
I have not to smile
I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder why?
Everybody else was getting high
Staring at the clouds up in the sky
When I saw a storm
I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder why?
Everybody else was getting high
Staring at the clouds up in the sky
I saw a storm
No
Easy way out
Here
There
Everywhere
A city in doubt
And if the waters break
And wash all this sadness away
What if the thunder, overtakes us?
Overtakes us, overtakes us?
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5. |
The Valkyrie Host
02:27
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Keep it together, for a week
Let’s show them together, we’re not weak
Good morning, good morning, Gomorrah
The cold campfire canyon of doubt
The Feel Good Faction, takes it’s time
To feel good a fraction, of the time
Like dinosaurs, dinosaurs, dining
The cold campfire kingdom’s abuse
Shoot first then ask us, if we lied
(of course we lied)
Fire back with rainbows, turn the tide
Show them together we’re not weak
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6. |
Deep History
02:59
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Won’t you, please take me to the river
Won’t you, please help carry this load
Won’t you, please hold me underwater
Won’t you, please, let me come home?
If you won’t, take me to the river
Won’t you, please help hold back my hair
Don’t you dare, hold this all against me
Throw up your hands, let me know that you care
Your lies, cut me like a diamond
Ring my fears, with whatever you got
I’ll take back, what I said there at the station
Sometimes I don’t think before I walk
Arm your friends, disarm all your lovers
Bless your tears, I bet they make you feel hot
I can’t kick, this here without you
Tie my heart back into a knot
If the moon is too drunk, to frame its advance
Tie your heart to the mast, change your whole circumstance
Because history’s too deep
History’s too deep
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7. |
What You Want
03:04
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She said “I’m worried this might go to your head”
Call the cavalry to defend the bed
She cried when I burned the toast
Her letters, they stung the most
I’m worried that you’ve gone to my head
The barbs you hooked with me with won’t let me forget
Signed, “the ones who miss you the most”
What you want
And what you get
Doesn’t matter if your heart’s not in it with your head
What you want
And what you get
Doesn’t matter in the eyes of these suffragettes
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8. |
Joan Of Arc
02:38
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Cancel the ambulance
Give me another chance
To save you from history’s fate
Falling downstairs again
Go on and get your friends
It’s a party…
She pulled up to pill up
To pour me a fill up
We froze in her visionary gaze
Oh God she got me
I’m sorry I was lonely
The words on the marquee
In red letters spelled “BOURGEOISIE”
But one of the E’s was a 3
Ain’t it just like an amputee
To offer to wrestle me...
Oh, Joan of Arc
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9. |
Supermarket Sweepstakes
03:23
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Call me a cab, I don’t wanna sleep downtown
Rent me a rowboat or throw me a line
If you’re selling something, I can get you that action
Learning to love all the questions this time
I don’t ever wanna sleep downtown
Downtown, you act like a queen
The world keeps its silence, we keep our chins up
A brittle excitement is all we deserve
Downtown always makes me so angry
Downtown, you act like a queen
If I wanted to come back whole
Don’t you think I’d start a supermarket sweepstakes of my own?
If I wanted to come back home
Don’t you think I’d come back preening from a hot air balloon?
I don’t ever wanna sleep downtown
Downtown, you act like a queen
Call that cab I’m just barely off Broadway
Downtown, the star of my dreams
Everything they said about you was true
You color my rainbows blue
I don’t know what I would do without you
You darken the night times too
Silly boy, what did they warn you about?
Silly boy, hush, this is not about you at all
Death has few kindnesses left here for you
If you shock me, I will shock you
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A Carnival Of Hours Oakland, California
Quiet-ish songs about cold campfire canyons, amputee wrestling, queens and rainbows.
A major chord
tonic for insomniac weaklings and insufferable whisker meetups, it's the new jazz for the old swing sung by former Our Lady of the Highway/ex-Rogue Wave electric guitar guy Dominic East, Our Lady/Tropical Sleep double bassist Joshua Housh, with Odawas/onetime Sunset Raphi Gottesman on drums.
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