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Recorded in a Somerville, MA garage by Curtis Killian.

credits

released 08 June 2012
Produced by Curtis Killian and Luke Sullivan.
All songs written, engineered and mixed by Curtis Killian.
Additional mixing and engineering by Luke Sullivan.
Mastered by Luke Sullivan.
Cover photography by Frank Hegyi.
Album Design by Curtis Killian.

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tags: alternative diy experimental garage rock & roll Boston

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Track Name: Saddlebag
No matter what you say,
No matter what you do
They're comin' after you
They're comin after
shattering the day
to wallow in decay,
They're comin' after you
They're comin'

I don't want you in my saddlebag
Don't want you in my saddlebag
How much do you weight?
It's making me sway

I don't want you in my saddlebag
Don't want you in my saddle
When you're leanin' that way
You're leanin' that way

You're damned if you do
and if you don't it will come through
that your free will is not your own,
you're just a human stepping stone

for powerful precious unknowns
in towers full of catapults and stones
standin' on mountains of our bones

No matter what you say,
no matter what you do
You've had it, you are through
and no there's nothin' you can do
to delay the rampant runniin' dismay

They're still comin' after you, they're comin'

I don't want you in my saddlebag
Don't want you in my saddlebag
How much do you weight?
It's making me sway

I don't want you in my saddlebag
Don't want you in my saddle
When you're leanin' that way
You're leanin' that way
Track Name: God, You Look Terrible
god you look terrible, i know you get this all the time
why's it so unbearable to sleep together in this slime
preservative propriety is crumbling from corporate crime
these fearless creatures give a shit but only when it's on their dime

how's about another punch up drunken in your wedding gown
keep on sloshing thinking of the time you never wore a frown
then pick up all the pieces of the glass that broke when you fell down
and go on carry your head high as you parade throughout the town

how's about i just refrain from all these people
as long as they still congregate inside my steeple
why are you laughing at the way that i wear my hair
did your mother never tell you that it's not polite to stare

people in the street are hungry for a new dichotomy
never thought they'd all just sit and wait for a lobotomy
well here we are standing in a new dimension that you made
and don't you wonder why violence doesn't make people that afraid

did you ever peer inside a vintage mirror
and wonder if the image had ever been clearer
well strip away the silver backing and it's just a pane of glass
with visions from the present future people echoing the past

god you look terrible, we haven't slept for a week
why aren't you available to come around and take a peek
at the image you created through the hands of the elite
who's inheriting this now, i know it surely ain't the meek

god you look terrible
god you look terrible
why's it so unbearable
to make what's my mine shareable

god you look terrible
god you look terrible
create a new parable
and make our clothes wearable

god you look terrible, god you look terrible god

how's about i just refrain from all these people
as long as they all keep inside like docile sheep I'll
look away from the cop kicking you in the shin
and pretend i don't see mice elf in their shiteating grin

God you look terrible god you look terrible
God, you look terrible
Track Name: Scary Things
If we’re frightened by that which we don’t understand
then let’s get to know scary things
Mountains of flaws beyond our command
without with there would be nothing
Nothing to speak of and nothing to sing
But nothing is something to me
Plaguing my mind with mediocrity
celebrated for making us free

Making us free, making us free
How can this be making us free

To demand instant magic from magical machines
ones and zeroes hemorrhaging
The moment that sparked this mechanical scheme
is only a distant memory
Too many people, not enough dreams
turning nightmares into reality
Talking a lot about scary thing
They’re becoming one but they can not see

It’s starting to show, starting to show
Why don’t we know how that scary things grow
That’s why I’m getting to know, getting to know
Getting to know, getting to know

I’m getting to know scary things
Turning nightmares into my dreams
Track Name: Insomniac
I don't know what you're doin' but I know that you're doin' it wrong
You wake up in the morning and you're in bed 'fore the break of dawn

I don't know what you're doin' but I know that you're doin' it wrong!

You've got your head on shoulders but you'll never sing my favorite song. It goes:

I'm a little insomniac, caught up in my own mind.
Don't know exactly where it's at, but I'll find it in time.

I don't know what to do with myself, I am just a lonely boy.
I never hear what I've been told when sittin' here playin' with my toys.
Pushin' up daisies with my feelers out, buzzing exposed.
And I don't even count the hours lookin' at my hands and my toes.

When I become an insomniac, caught up in my own mind.
Don't know exactly where it's at, but I'll find it in time
by playing horsehoes with my cat, collecting bottles of wine.
Pickin' lint off of my hat and I think I look real fine.

But no one's gonna see me, no one's gonna see me at this time.
Just me in the mirror facial features contort into lines.
My life is just a movie perpetually stuck in rewind.
No one's gonna hear me if I whisper backwards out this rhyme:

That I'm a little insomniac, caught up in my own mind.
Don't know exactly where it's at, and I think I'm out of time.
Track Name: Floppy Boot Stomp Romp
Why don't you take a look around ,slap that boot down on the ground (HEY!)

Go 'head boy take a look around, hear that boot when it makes a sound (HEY!)

Why don't you take a look around, slap that boot down on the ground, go 'head boy take a look around, hear that boot when it makes a sound (HEY!)

Floppy boot stomped down to the ground
I stomped that boot all the way across town
Walkin' through the forest I done seen a ghost
Made my way to my mother host
she cooked me breakfast and buttered me toast and said...HEY!
Track Name: Put It In Your Pocket
Are you feelin' defensive?
Out of control?
You got tiny demons
clutchin' at your soul

and you can't enjoy the things
that once brought you joy
and you're bored with your job
cuz you're underemployed

(that's when you gotta)

Put it in your pocket, put it in your pocket sometimes
Put it in your pocket, put it in your pocket when you cry

Are you feelin' lots of pain?
Prescribed anti- pills?
Blubberin' at the mouth?
Over the hill?

You've got 17 bibles
but you don't know one verse
You keep thinkin' about
your trip in the hearse

(you gotta) Put it in your pocket, put it in your pocket sometimes
Put it in your pocket, put it in your pocket 'til you die
Track Name: Shiny Button
Got me starin' at my shiny button
Keep on clicking but it don't show nothing
Never sated I'm a tiny glutton
Just a crawl away, but won't come out and play

Keep on gawkin' though I should be walkin'
Sit here stalkin when i could be talkin'
Have another trip around the clock and
all we say was said yesterday

Say something new

that will surely entertain
Say something true,
or make it up it's all the same
Trivial Goo
leaks from our collective brain
just leak away (today)

See what we're doin when we're doin' nothin'
Feel what we're feelin' when we're feelin' somethin'
Eat when we're eatin' have another muffin and
roll away in our mind puree

Say something new
To keep me clickin' on the shiny button
Clock is tickin' but we're learnin' nothin'
Never sated you tiny glutton,
Hey, why dontcha

stay there starin' at the shiny button
Keep on clickin' though it shows you nothin'
Never stop typin' out your minced word mutton but
who's gonna listen when it all comes crashin' down


...maybe now i should try to say something
but the words they still amount to nothing
Although my head's filled with trivial stuffing,
I'm day dreamin', just day dreaming', i'm
day dreamin' through life for something new

that will surely entertain
Say something true
Or make it up it's all the same
Trivial goo
leaks from all our fucking brains

Just leak away

and keep us clickin' on that shiny button
keep on clicking on that shiny button
Track Name: Valentine
Would you love me in the morning rain
Will you hold me when I'm old and gray
Would you hug me on a windy day
Will you shield me from the pouring rain

And I'll take you out
The day after Valentine's Day
To avoid the crowds
You're not like them anyway

Will you keep me in between
Your waking life and your dying dream
Will you meet me when we're asleep
To keep my brain from counting sheep

And we'll go to the beach on a Wednesday
So we can be the only ones in the waves
Maybe a comedy for a matinee
So we can laugh and dance the night away
Track Name: 3D Life
He was born alive with human eyes 
but one pointed outward up to the sky 
and the view was rather small
 
A five year old who was never told 
why his two hands became twofold 
when the double vision lied
 
Oh life went on the same within a paper plane 
With paper people too, a paper me and you
 
The celestial sphere didn't cause much fear 
with objects closer than they appeared 
He'd never stop too short
when the polar planes contort
 
Oh life went on the same  within a paper plane 
with paper people too, a paper me and you
 
But then the day came to realign his brain 
with an expanded view he wasn't used to 
The eye was sliced, incisions so precise 
Muscles sewed onto a red eye that once was blue
 
But with a forward gaze through diplopia haze 
A world came into view that he had never knew 
And he was interlaced
in three-dimensional space
 
now he walks the street with 3d feet 
And all the 3d people that he meets

have faces once beguiled
 
i've got a 3d life, no depth perception strife
I'm gonna cut my bread with a 3d knife
And it's lovely livin' on that layer
 
Oh life is not the same
I done crashed the paper plane 
And the paper people came true
and so did paper me and you
Track Name: Rapture Paradise
I can picture wind blowin' in your eyes
I read the scripture, all I heard was lies
Nobody wakens the dead with lullabies
Await the rapture 'til you're paralyzed

YOU GOT IT ALL but aren't satisfied
You lived the life but are gonna die
YOU GOT IT ALL but aren't satisfied
Until we're all in rapture paradise

i can picture my head in my hands
and feel the weight of a grain of sand
slip through my fingers cracking dry in the heat
and those four horsemen nipping at my feet

THEY GOT IT ALL but aren't satisfied
They lived he life but are gonna die
WE HAD IT ALL but aren't satisfied
Until we're all in rapture paradise

YOU HAD IT ALL but aren't satisfied
You lived the life but are gonna die
WE HAD IT ALL but aren't satisfied

Until we're all in rapture paradise
Yeah we're all caught in rapture paradise