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Need Mnemonics
03:08
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Don't write enough things down
Don't remember my dreams
Tell me then, what happens when I forget all that I've seen?
I couldn't tell you the details
about the wedding last night.
I'm sure I had a good time,
and you said my speech went fine.
Walking slowly is not my style
It gets idle now / again
I go home and sit a while
It gets idle now / again
Don't write enough things down
You don't remember your dreams
You ask me what could happen if you forget all that you've seen.
You couldn't tell me the details
about the party last night.
Yes, we had a good time,
and it all will work out fine.
Walking slowly is not my style
It gets idle now / again
I go home and sit a while
It gets idle now / again
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2. |
All the Time
02:44
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Got all my time all to myself.
All summer long; not doing well.
I needed you so I called your phone.
We talked about coming home.
I'll leave the city as soon as I can.
I've had fun but it's time to go.
It's such a pity I'm only one man.
I'd split myself for you don't you know.
I saw some shows; viewed some art.
All alone wasn't far.
I needed you so I called your phone.
We always talked about coming home.
I'll leave the city as soon as I can.
I've had fun but it's time to go.
It's such a pity I'm only one man.
I'd split myself for you don't you know.
I'd leave the city right now if I could.
I've had fun but it's time to go.
Head back to the old neighborhood.
I love you but you know.
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Golden Hour
04:01
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Golden hour bus rides
Headed home another night
Pick up some beer, chat with the cashier
He misquotes Murphy's Law
"The bad thing always happens."
Welcome. You're not the only one.
Sit down. The porch is in the sun.
Simple and sweet, but there's salt in the street.
"Settle down, baby boys."
Jackie will let you know who's won.
And these backyard idols from the trash
It's not garbage to me.
This place makes me happy.
Golden hour bus rides.
Headed home another night.
Simple and sweet, but there's salt in the street.
"Settle down, baby boys."
Wendy will tell you when it's done.
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4. |
Sold Summer
04:14
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Outside my door it smells like trash.
I've been breathing cigarette ash.
All my friends are home on my porch; I'm here stuck indoors.
I go to the park to drink beer.
Watching all the locals sneer.
I'm no brat, but I'm no tourist.
Humming "Sweet Chin" with a clenched fist.
I sold my summer, but I can't complain
I'll make it back in time to catch one last refrain
Out when the air starts to get cool
No more work and no more fucking gruel
At the gallery alone,
taking photos on my phone
Hoarding catalogues and scraps.
Print ephemera is a trap.
On the train falling asleep
No one there to remind me
Coney Island wake up call
Swarming locust in the fall
I sold my summer, but I can't complain
I'll make it back in time to catch one last refrain
Out when the air starts to get cool
No more work and no more fucking gruel
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5. |
Meantime
01:29
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6. |
Mad House
02:10
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Why do all the angry people have to share a home?
Fueled by a dying discourse in the news.
An ever shrinking time slice makes me hungry for a buzz.
I'll catch a shitty pop band as they're passing through.
It's a mad house
Can you feel the pressure?
Pneumatic, mnemonic,
But I'll never remember
Jackie was our New Year's baby two years in a room
Hanging on the edge for a month or two
All the subtle pressure suddenly sneaks in
Layering and pressing down on all of you
It's a mad house
Can you feel the pressure?
Pneumatic, mnemonic,
But I'll never remember
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Ward's Delicatessen
04:31
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Welcome to Ward's!
If you're from near or you're from far.
Give the people what they want.
Serve it fast and cheap and hot.
Pack up the car, it's time to leave our little star.
Tired of this stressful stunt.
Let's open up a restaurant.
We don't have to go far away
I'll serve a hundred pots of coffee in a day
Soon we'll be known as the place
Where a group of friends can go to talk all day
Welcome to Ward's
"Table, booth, or bar?"
"There's dollar beers for happy hour."
"I'll give you folks a little time."
Everyone just needs some time.
I'd like to have no car
Just a bike I don't ride too far
Live a block away from work
Ride to the market, Ward's or church and
Yes! It's a long ways away
But why not start to plan today?
Think about what's out of sight
Break the focus for the night and
Give it some time—everyone just needs some time
It can happen if we want.
Let's open up a restaurant.
We don't have to go far away
I'll serve a hundred pots of coffee in a day
Soon we'll be known as the place
Where a group of friends can go to talk all day
Welcome to Ward's
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8. |
Familiar Force
04:10
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I heard it crawling underneath.
It's in the trash and in the trees.
You'll know when it is near.
Underfoot, everywhere.
I'll point it out across the street.
Trying to embody Drummer D
It's the salt in your glass
Slowing down the things that tend to move to fast
I couldn't place it if I wanted to
If it were man, it'd say we've never met
But there's still this thing that I just can't refute.
I just haven't put my finger on it yet.
I see it waving as it passes
I pretend that I didn't see
Eyes fixed down on the asphalt
Thinking of that stunt double in Montreal
I couldn't place it if I wanted to
If it were man, it'd say we've never met
But there's still this thing that I just can't refute.
I just haven't put my finger on it yet.
*Nugg Party Noise*
I take a break and think of Marty
I haven't seen him since that party
Just like that he calls on the phone
Forces act as agents aligned with our own
I couldn't place it if I wanted to
If it were man, it'd say we've never met
But there's still this thing that I just can't refute.
I just haven't put my finger on it yet.
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The Class Acts Kalamazoo, Michigan
groovy college rock cursed with the nomenclature of high school sensibility
indie rock / pianocore
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