1. |
Another Song
04:22
|
|||
|
Lately I've been feelin better
Hide myself in a comfy sweater now
Although I feel alright
I still find I can't sleep at night
I dunno if it's just my body clock
Or the Always-incessant need to rock
I'll write another song for you
if you need me, call me -anytime you do
I'll write another song for me
I love you, I hope that you can see
Sure thing baby, cut up table
Shiny things and I'm unstable
Wood grain, walnut stain
I missed it but everything comes around again
I don't need another anyway
Sometimes I get carried away
I'll write another song for you
if you need me, call me -anytime you do
I'll write another song for me
I love you, I hope that you can see
|
||||
2. |
Damn Me
04:47
|
|||
|
When I met you at the party
Or maybe it was a show
Maybe you showed up at my house
I don't even know
The point is I had something to say
But it's never worth the struggle anyway
All I know is you're amazing from a distance
But I'm silent in your presence
'Intimidating' - intention; compliments
I don't know the difference
Maybe if I don't remember
It's not significant
But I know there's something
Important I forgot
Crushing from a distance
Never meet your idols
And try to be coherent
If you meet between recitals
I think you said something
I always say too much
I think you're cute
Isn't it obvious?
If I haven't been clear, I'll try to be plain
We're both girls, and both somewhat gay
All I know is you're amazing from a distance
But I'm silent in your presence
'Intimidating' - intention; compliments
I don't know the difference
Maybe if I don't remember
It's not significant
But I know there's something
Important I forgot
Crushing from a distance
Never meet your idols
And try to be coherent
If you meet between recitals
|
||||
3. |
Odd Bop
03:58
|
|||
|
Sabotage
Your greatest effort
Try to frame
It as an awkward
Testament to a time in your life
From which you fly
Now it's an odd bop
Can't stop
Listening
Fantasize
Rose colored eyes
Glistening
Odd bop
Hop hop
Don't knock it
Just rock it
Whatever happens, is meant to be
No point fighting reality
Let go of who and what you love
Too tight's no good just like a glove
Eyes ahead, eyes ahead
Where we're going is inside our heads
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
Dancing in the kitchen
There's no music playing
Still holding you, babe
We're still swaying
Making breakfast
Sure feels good with you
Not thinking to slow or fast
Gracefully we move
Like a play, but not an act
There's something I can understand
Just want to hold you
Won't you take my hand
I'll always love you true
Fried eggs and vegetables
Buttered toast, all compostable
I'll pour you a glass of juice
Peruse the aisles for your favorite fruit
Making breakfast
Building a meal
Forging a future
With someone real
Let's dance together
While the food cooks through
We spice it up for the weather
Cuddle to get some heat too
|
||||
5. |
Uhaul Lovers
03:42
|
|||
|
A memory, a fantasy
Either way don't get me started
But it already did
And I thought perhaps
I could go a day without being reminded of my loneliness
Nearby, but nowhere near
Someone I've never gotten to hear
With my own ears
But I swear that felt something somewhere
When I saw them on my screen, already tempting me with fear
I should've known all along
I'd ruin things by coming on too strong
I'm an all or nothing kind of lover
I can't tell you why
I'm not your backup, I'm not your cover baby
I want you
I want your time
I'm more than just a bit
Ashamed to have to admit
This
Wrote two songs by a week gone through
Idle thoughts circle back to the possibilities of you
Shit
I should've known all along
I'd ruin things by coming on too strong
I'm an all or nothing kind of lover
Can't tell you why
I'm not your backup, I'm not your cover baby
I want you,
I want your time
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
I'm sorry
I don't mean to apologize so much
It's hard to be vulnerable
And not just pretend I don't give a fuck
If I stay high
I can avoid my problems
Until I
Can figure out how to solve them
Maybe it's just me
But the world ended in 2013
I was a teen
And I hadn't hadn't tried anything illicit
Now everything is ending
And all that's left is shitty memes
The world is gonna die, so will you, so will I
So have a treat
I'm sorry
You had to find out this way
I've been trying to figure out
How the hell I could say
Let's get high
Forget about our problems
Cause we know how to solve them
Maybe it's just the way things melt
But I think the world ended way back in 2012
This can't be heaven
And it won't be hell
Now everything is ending
But it's not just shitty memes
The rich will die
Not you, not I, not today
Just gotta kill the bourgeoisie
|
||||
7. |
||||
|
Take a bit
Numbered six
Some for you
But didn't cut it
Straw gasping
Breathing, rasping
Are you confused too
A fallen child of the spring
I prescribe to you a bowl or three
Take the pain away
Chill he don't look like a suit
But you can't be too safe
I thought today
Was yesterday
Cause everything's
All the same
Away from there
To nowhere
Hear you sing
Without a care
Come on let's smoke a bowl or three
Let go of the day
Escaping escapism
That plagued my thoughts today
Cutting through
Dead town view
The streets are bare
Save me and you
Shiny things
Golden rings
I'm not scared
Of what the future brings
I'll just pack a bowl or three
And we'll hang
Take a stab
At writing back
And soon we'll see
The eternal truth
|
||||
8. |
Days Of Views
03:24
|
|||
|
Hey there babe
I think I like you
Hope it's not a problem
I've got room for two
Patience please, see I'm rather new
Give me a push to set the mood
If you show me, then I'll show you
How a little bit of leather bites right through
Everywhere I go it's like déjà vu
I'm on an extended trip with days of views
Take me somewhere that's -to me- new
But everything we do feels like déjà vu
Bonding through bondage
Let's see how you take it
And I'll take what I'd like
Leave some marks around for you to find
Hey there bitch
You know you're mine
You're no switch
I can read your mind
Going down, coming up in time
Finding a way to find a rhyme
Everywhere I go it's like déjà vu
I'm on an extended trip with days of views
Take me somewhere that's -to me- new
But everything we do feels like déjà vu
With you
Déjà vu with you
Days Of Views with you
|
||||
9. |
It's Okay To Cry
03:37
|
|||
|
Loneliness is a bitch
It's a killer too
In a tricky sitch
It finds its way to you
Sometimes the closer you get to people
The more distant you feel
From yourself
From things that feel real
I don't have any answers
But I'd like to see some dancers
Moving together in and out of time
Saying anything and everything that's on their mind
It's okay to cry
You don't need to apologise
If you feel the need in your eyes, it's okay to cry
These things are tricky
We're all in the same boat
The situation's sticky
Cause we all feel alone
But we're just trying to get by
Doin what we can to hide
What's inside but
I don't have any answers
But I'd like to see some dancers
Moving together in and out of time
Saying anything and everything that's on their mind
It's okay to cry
You don't need to apologise
If you feel the need in your eyes, you can cry
You'll feel better in time, it's okay to cry
|
||||
Toyboxes Green Bay, Wisconsin
Toyboxes is a punk band from Wisconsin, members are Jayne Dreams (guitars, vox), Niki Poliak (bass, tenor guitar, vox), and Evelyn (Drums)
Modern problems require modern angst
If you like Drop The Act, you may also like:
Spetters / RA!D
by Spetters & RA!D
A terrific split cassette from two promising young indie bands, this is one part melody, one part fury.
go to album
Colossally good New Wave out of Portland, with the nerviness of Kleenex poured into hooky pop songs.
go to album
The Corruption of What Cheer?
by Jane Doe Ensemble
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble.
go to album
Minimal post-punk with a potent message from Melbourne.
go to album
Classic garage-punk with bluesy swing and plenty of grit from Bad Bad Men.
go to album
Sydney group Bloods decamped to Seattle to make this brief, punchy EP that pairs punk attitude with sky-high hooks.
go to album
Turn It Up, Tune 'Em Out
by Teenage Moods
Minneapolis band Teenage Moods' bright indie pop takes on darker subjects and twistier melodic turns on this latest release.
go to album
