1. |
Welcome to Crystal City
03:56
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He only comes around
When there’s money on the line
Fixing his hair in the side mirror
Of his broke down ride
The king of swindling
The emperor of snakes
And thrills
His time is running out
He’s getting desperate
He’s gonna get killed
His money’s buried under the stars
Just like he will be
When they catch up to him
He’s as good as a buried
Its time for the get away
Time to put the gas in the car
Time to run from your problems
And you can run, but he’ll
Never run that far
You shouldn’t have fucked with them
The ones who built this place
They don’t take kindly to those
Who try to hide a fifth ace
The death of a con man
The winds speak of ill-repute
A monocle and a nice watch
Can’t unwrinkle that cheap suit
His dreams are buried under the stars
Just like he will be
When they catch up to him
He’s as good as buried
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2. |
Lost Gold of Goa
02:50
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In 1845 I knew a couple guys
That set out on the search to
Find the lost gold of Goa
They found it in a barn off the coast
Of Cavelossim
Guarded by a buzzard, they
Decided to play opossum.
They set fire to the building
But didn’t make it out
Found their bones along with
Letters no one ever heard about
An attempted redemption plan
That just went all goddamn wrong
A key to a safe, holding a map
That strung them all along.
And 10 days in when the bottom
Started breakin’ out, the water poured in
And they became an old story
The gold and men lost to the waters of Sargasso
Forever trapped, a tale of sunken glory.
They set fire to the building
But didn’t make it out
Found their bones along with
Letters no one ever heard about
An attempted redemption plan
That just went all goddamn wrong
A key to a safe, holding a map
That strung them all along.
And we looked for them
But they had disappeared
No traces left behind
We watched the shores
For lights at night
But no fires burned
We were all left blind.
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3. |
Featherweight
03:12
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I see this hot girl with a super cute top
I’m chilling eating donuts in the vape shop
She pokes her head in and says it’s smelly
I poke my head out and she looks at my belly
Then laughs and walks away
Hey Regina George
What is your problem with a guy
Who’s a little overweight
She says oh boy here we go
I don’t want to date a fat guy
I want a featherweight
Well I think that that was really mean,
I guess it’s not my scene
Me and my tum tum will just get outta here
She scoffs and blocks her eyes
From the sun I think, oh no wait it
Of course, just my belly again
She fuckin hates the goddamn thing
Hey Regina George
What is your problem with a guy
Who’s a little overweight
She says oh boy here we go
I don’t want to date a fat guy
I want little featherweight
I’d never date an asshole
And you’re a fuckin’ asshole
A conceited cute top-having
Awful pretty mean asshole
You’re a fuckin’ asshole
And no amount of make-up
Could ever make up for
How ugly you are inside,
You bitch.
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4. |
Breaking Up is Hard
03:42
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Lost another one down the drain
She’s gone
I’m not quite sure what I did
What I did wrong
If anyone can help me out
I need some fucking advice
How do I not keep getting dumped
How do I get to paradise?
I just want to be alone with you
Maybe I could say some things
That would convince you to come back
Please answer my calls
I’m getting really bored
I’m sitting on your roof
Playing with that sword
I got from the renaissance fair
You wanna talk about being fair
How about the time I cared
And all you did was declare
“I just want to be alone for now,
Maybe you could give me some space
Maybe one day I’ll come back.”
Great
Another day of being me
Another 24 hours of being depressed
About being alone
Oh how wonderful
Someone just kill me now
Who needs girls anyway?
Here we go!
I just want to be alone with you
Maybe I could say some things
That would convince you to come back
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5. |
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Can I just have a minute to collect my thoughts
Why does everything come down on me all at once
I can only take a little ‘fore the lid cracks
I need a second to adjust for the parallax
And I know you’re probably full of shit when you say it,
but could you give it a rest for just a second
Cause the volcano in my chest is erupting
A supernova cataclysmic event over nothing.
Ah fuck it, who gives a care anyway
Nothing you say is gonna change anything.
And I’m never gonna be going outside again
I’ll never see the sun, I don’t care
Keep it away from me.
I don’t think I’ll ever wanna know
All the things that you did when
You were alone, unless they involve me
I think I’m gonna be alone, it’s what I prefer
It’s how I feel most at home,
When things are not that way
I always wish they were
Never have to say
Anything to anyone
Do whatever I want
For no reason
I struggle hiding it away before the I’m caught
I think in doublethink in this endless onslaught
It twists my nerves in a bundled rat king complex
Chaotic manifesting of my thoughts in retroflex.
And I know I’m probably full of shit when I say it,
but could I give it a rest for just a second
Cause the volcano in my chest is erupting
A supernova cataclysmic event over nothing.
Ah fuck it, who gives a care anyway
Nothing I say is gonna change anything.
And I’m never gonna be going outside again
I’ll never see the sun, I don’t care
Keep it away from me.
I don’t think I’ll ever wanna know
All the things that you did when
You were alone, unless they involve me
I think I’m gonna be alone, it’s what I prefer
It’s how I feel most at home,
When things are not that way
I always wish they were
Never have to say
Anything to anyone
Do whatever I want
For no reason
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6. |
Black Canyon Run
04:23
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We spot the smoke
Rise over the bluff
We race to the scene
It’s not enough
The house is gone
The wind is strong
Everything's fuckin’
Burning down to the lawn
All our shit
Is burnt to a crisp
All I hear is Dano
Yelling, “Who the fuck did this?!
We’re gonna find out
And then we’re gonna plan
And we’re gonna execute
Everyone of them.”
Lets go motherfuckers
It’s time to ride
It’s time to get out the guns
and the knives
Whoever they are
They’re ghosts now
You have to pay for
Burning our house down.
When you least think
Just know this
We’re gonna find you and
We’ll break your bones
When you least think
Just know this
We’re gonna remove your skin
And break your bones again
We forced the car over
The side of the road
And we kept driving
As we watched it explode
One more down
And three more to go
’Til all the fuckin names
Have been crossed off.
Everyone says
It’s fearlessness
Because they all know
This is dangerous
We live by a code
Our psychogenesis
And we’ll be this way
Everyday until we die.
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7. |
Red Leaves
03:26
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Halloween night, 1985
Riding our bikes, out to Lake Porcupine
You were Sam Baker, I was Marty McFly
We met up with our friends, down at the shoreline
We talked about the Return of the Living Dead
And couldn’t wait ’til we could see Freddy’s Revenge
We built a fire on the beach, dreaming of bloodshed
Little did we know - that we’d all be seeing red!
When someone came outta the woods
With a machete - they were trying to kill me
We all ran as fast as we could
And then suddenly - all I could hear was screaming
Then we all got quiet after that.
We all met up at the library
It was us, a vampire, and Mr. T
They were reading spooky ghost stories
While we caught our breath and ate candy
The haunted house next door was open for free
Maybe we could hide out in there ’til morning
We all walked through the dark halls mindlessly
Until we heard someone behind us start screaming
Then someone came outta the back
With a chainsaw - they tried to cut my head off
We all scattered the best that we could
And then my grandma - turned into a southpaw
Man I swear I didn’t even know she was there.
What are you gonna do when you don’t know
Who chasing you
What are you gonna be if they catch you with that machete?
How are you gonna live with no neck to breath through
How are you patch up all these holes that I can see through?
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8. |
Fire at Sea
03:28
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Who fuckin’ cares about any of this anyway.
No one’s even here, I’m alone like 52 Blue.
The only ears that’ll hear this shit, are on my head
And I’m telling myself, to carry on without you.
What does it mean?
Fucking anything.
And I can do
Anything I want to
without you.
And have you seen,
Any of the fucks I give
I doubt you can
Because they’re all
Self destructive.
But now I’m happy
And everything seems alright
But in 20 seconds
I’ll be in all black, all night.
A modern Poe, up and down I go
In the ocean of my mind, its all
Ebb and flow.
Back to the basics letting out all the frustrations
I can’t fuckin’ finish a thing I set my mind on
Spend all day wondering just to go to bed empty
One more bad day and it’s all over, I promise you.
What does it mean?
Fucking anything.
And I can do
Anything I want to
without you.
And have you seen,
Any of the fucks I give
I doubt you can
Because they’re all
Self destructive.
But now I’m happy
And everything seems alright
But in 20 seconds
I’ll be in all black, all night.
A modern Poe, up and down I go
In the ocean of my mind, its all
Ebb and flow.
I gotta think of all the words
I gotta get it all together
Gotta finish everything
God, I just got so much to do
Got all of this pressure
Got all of these demos
Got all of these fuckin'
Notebooks filled with
All these fuckin' words that just don’t seem to fit
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9. |
Doo
03:07
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Well I wanted to write a song about you
Before I ran out of time.
I’ve written songs about every one else I know,
But yours had to be just right
But now I feel
Like I should just get something down
And if I should pass away
At least this song will still be around
Dat dat dah - Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Dat dat dah - Doo doo doo doo doo doo
I watch you sleep all day,
Because I work from home.
I’m so glad that I can stay
So that you’re never alone.
But now I feel
Like I should just get something down
And if I should pass away
At least this song will still be around
And it breaks my heart
To know that we won’t grow old together
All we have is right now
So let’s just hang out and do whatever you want.
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10. |
My Ghost Bride
03:38
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No one said it could happen
No one believed it true
“How could anyone fall in love with you?”
Well I don’t care what you say
And no it’s not voodoo
It’s real love even if she’s see through.
Oh! My ghost baby!
She’s my ghost lady!
She’s burnin’ me up
And coolin’ me down
Oh! My ghost baby!
She’s my ghost lady!
She’s burning me up
And up and up and…
I fell in love with the ghost that’s haunting me, yeah
I found her body in the walls of my home.
She died alone but I’m all she’ll ever need, yeah
I’ll always be here just to dust off her bones.
She would do the same thing for me too.
Last night she came to me
Just appeared in my bed
Said she was thinking about the mystery
Of what really happened
How she wound up dead
Who took her life, who stole her last breath?
Who killed my baby?
My sweet ghost lady!
Who boarded her up
Thought she wouldn’t be found
Oh my ghost baby!
My sweet ghost lady!
I’m sorry you died
But I’ll always be around
I just can’t take it anymore.
I want to see the other side.
I want to be with the one I adore.
I can’t wait to hold my ghost bride.
I really can’t take it anymore.
I wonder what it’ll be like.
To be with her forever.
Just me and my ghost bride.
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