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I Quit
04:06
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Eyes in the back of my head 40 ounce on the tail end Will you hold on to the railing? You know it’s hard to see what’s what here in the dark I’m trying to tell you that blindfolded, suckered virtue is the same as a couple half-truths bound together by some glitter sticker hearts
Cool I fuckin quit
Lift up for me to see it Busted up with a big lip Hold your chin there, Ok leave it. Isopropyl? Or should we just let it bleed under the hall light Silly little mischief maker Grinning, is it midnight? Dancing on your tiptoes happily
Cool I fuckin quit
Are you cool enough baby? Or did you masquerade it? Did you get your face gold painted? Tonight it’s pocket mace and tight laced keds I’d like to hear your thoughts on Sisyphus and philly kids And how you’re fucking not one and our imminent loss of consciousness
Cool I fuckin quit
Did you spam all of your friends? Is that art? Are you upset? Did you get ripped off, darling?
Cool I fuckin quit
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Dawdler
04:41
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Lay out your black and grays I’ll wait while you steam out the creases We’ll be... oh... ten minutes late Finger to your lips, you point for kisses
My slow honey dawdler You’re still getting ready My slow honey dawdler Soon you’ll be so, so pretty
But you still don’t want to go to your 27th birthday dinner in South Philadelphia with gin and angostura bitters
Monochromatic flame light little flicker (I can see you) lift up your eyes in shame Unframed Rothko lined with tinsel
My slow honey dawdler You’re still getting ready My slow honey dawdler Soon you’ll be so, so pretty
But you still don’t want to go to your 27th birthday dinner in South Philadelphia with gin and angostura bitters
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Point Breeze
04:18
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Tell me I wouldn't lie to you.
Tell me should I be resigned? Or can I still act young? I'm working on my posture I'm working on my buzz
Tell me I wouldn't lie to you.
Tell me should I quit my job? Have I cracked the rung? Should I move to Point Breeze? And keep on getting drunk?
Tell me I wouldn't lie to you.
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Sundrop
04:33
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Those nights were long, except for the ones that I can’t remember You lived alone Studio on Locust, up on the twelfth floor Just passed Broad, I’ll be there in a second so buzz me in darling Open a window, it’s always just too hot in your bedroom
What’s midnight to us, my dark vanessa?
You felt alone and I still watched the Good Dog portraits My hands were cold from holding onto cans no wait wait let’s stay until close because I’m looking for something Shout and atone, where did you go?
Well, what’s midnight to us, my dark vanessa?
I looked for some sundrop title For you to sip on lemonade In my dream where you laugh and the sky glows Gold and coral, don’t look away. Don’t look away.
But darling, you’re on the ground and I’m left holding your undone garlands
Come on feel what I feel Come on be happy like me I know you can’t I’m incompetent Because I can’t make you feel what/like I feel
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South Philly Summertime
02:56
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Do you feel like a model with a loose shirt in the cigarette scene? Golden hair in a spiral around your finger Look at me
South Philly summer time Would you mind being so kind as to take my photo? South Philly summer time Would you mind giving us a ride to the beer distributor?
Do you live in the idyll Gardening in your patent leather loafers? Please. As if you never ever worry about a or any little thing
South Philly summer time Would you mind being so kind as to take my photo? South Philly summer time Would you mind giving us a ride to the beer distributor
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I’m the freak Ultraviolet buzzing machine Hoping the darkness finds me
Please let me be in my low violin beach dream not quite asleep, but right up beside it
From out of the sea comes leviathan slow and serene and peaceful and quiet
Phosphorescent teeth Open wide yet this misery is really quite vibrant
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Piece Of Cake
04:05
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Brain on the wall - neon double Feet up at the corner of the bar Red dress Marion walked out the door (did you see her go?)
Ooo I feel it too It’s terrible
You tell yourself this was all a piece of cake, but really you are never gonna be the same
Everyone’s always pretending that they love Blade Runner and summer But it’s too hot for the trouble
Ooo I feel it too It’s terrible
You tell yourself this was all a piece of cake, but really you are never gonna be the same
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I'm Alright
03:51
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You already missing Philadelphia in the late tens? Record high for January Double, no, triple dog dare me
Did you take all the drugs in your jeans? Did you save any of them for me?
How you said it to me parenthetically (Are we the same?) It seemed so strange, what did you mean? Did our minds change in the heat?
Did you take all the drugs in your jeans? Did you save any of them for me?
I’m alright
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Confinement Howl
01:16
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Arrange the flowers Place the petals In the basement Drinking gesso
How are you doing? Empty worry Mirror sweetie No rush, no hurry
Confinement howl.
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Robot
03:11
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I can see it in your eyes sugar pie Winter hits you and you miss your parents It's alright Little bit of this little bit of dead inside I feel your on and off pain Am I the guard who underneath a spinning ceiling fan folds your darling paper cranes
Never had a hard time Never had a heartbreak Hello, just a robot Never made a mistake
I can't quite make out your face Little blurry since you wrapped your head in cellophane What’s with you when you get this way? Broken bits of candy canes You’ve changed Are you ok alright ok did something change no no you’re great you’re still the same?
Never had a hard time Never had a heartbreak Hello, just a robot Never made a mistake
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Same Fears
04:49
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Kenzinger at The Sardine Bar Words changing on the mirror Feel your heart break as you walk Or was that oh… ten years ago? Here we are looking at the hallway portraits
Summertime at the hospital Bottoming out on the road Psychotraumatic weapons might just get it done Light up the gaslight, wear out already-weary ones Here we are lapping up the fucking puddles
Got the same fears, but I’m happy here
The bear-trapped babies of your mouth The chewed up cherry in your cheek The house is collapsing as we speak Somersault bodies in the flooded street Here we are staring at the screen
Got the same fears, but I’m happy here Am I happy here?
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Endless Somersault
03:50
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The jets and the weepaways We just got another taste of the harsh edit cutaway Do you really love the modern age?
Knock knock knock Is this the technologicult? Is this the endless somersault?
Knock knock knock Is this the lightning bolt administration?
Great grandaddy’s keepsake Virginia Typeribbon License Plate We never met He never faced the great iridescent wave
Knock Knock Knock Is this the technologicult? Is this the endless somersault?
Knock Knock Knock Is this the tightrope administration?
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Is this the nightingale revolt under the corner fucking stone?
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Is this the telepathicode visage of a pyramid of bones
Knock Knock Knock Is this the pivotal moment when you veer off of the road?
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Honeytiger Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Philly two-piece
New LP "American Idyll" out now
See us at Johnny Brenda's on 8/28/22
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