1. |
Rot Rot
03:06
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I think these thoughts while I am drinking
Sipping down my ticking time
An open source of bored, bleak meaning
Spent on someone else's dime
I'm brave I guess but not courageous
Kosher as a gram of salt
Wonder why it's taking ages till the day that I forgot
and I don't want to have a reason
I don't want to have a cause
I don't want to have a purpose
I just want to rot rot rot
Some they say that they're majestic
Someone you can look up to
But I know that I'm real pathetic
Lazy with no follow through
Direction in life's overrated
Better to underachieve
I spend my days elevated
Trying to escape meaning
and I don't want to have a reason
I don't want to have a cause
I don't want to have a purpose
I just want to rot rot rot
I don't wanna be a doctor
Working hard to find a cure
I don't wanna be a soldier
Packing up to fight a war
I don't wanna be a preacher
Spreading lies to sell my truth
I don't wanna be a teacher
Tasked with disillusioned youth
I don't wanna be a hero
I don't wanna be your friend
I don't wanna live forever
I just want this shit to end
and I don't want to have a reason
I don't want to have a cause
I don't want to have a purpose
I just want to rot rot rot
I don't want any meaning
I just want to rot rot rot rot rot rot rot rot
I don't to be your thing
I just want to rot rot rot rot rot rot rot rot rot
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2. |
Robin's Song
02:51
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Genie took me took the drive-in
Common law says we're just fine
With a ring around my neck
This time the vows are mine
Blue in the face from blushing
Embarrassed I'm so vain
On death I guess I'm crushing
On life I'll step away
You'll see me swinging from the neck tonight
Robin showed us how the good guys die
Love a ghost but play the victim
Gotta throw your life away
Pinned down by conviction
Better in an early grave
Blue in the face from blushing
Embarrassed I'm so vain
On death I guess I'm crushing
On life I'll step away
You'll see me swinging from the neck tonight
Robin showed us how the good guys die
Death is nature's way of saying that your table's ready
You'll see me swinging from the neck tonight
Robin showed us how the good guys die
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3. |
Cobbler
02:13
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What is that cobbler cobbling away at?
Making the footwear to walk away from
What is that story that cautionary tale?
About a man who walked straight to hell
What is that tinker tinkering away at?
Building a door with out any way back
What is that warning that label on the side?
Once you pass through you won't come back alive
What is the meaning? What is the point?
Give me a savior I can exploit
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4. |
Turpentine
01:48
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5. |
Owe
02:43
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6. |
Hands
03:57
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I've got this feeling
deep inside my head that haunts
It seems it will always be there
Whether I like it or not
I’ve got this consequence
That won’t let up it’s grasp
Always pushing me further
Into the past
I’ve got this hatred for myself
That I can’t see But it sees me
Yes it sees me
I’ve got this answer to everything I need
And it’s killing me
Yes it’s killing me
Hold your hands out
Won’t you beg for me
My dear x4
I’ve got this master plan that keeps pushing me down always farther and farther
Into the ground
I’ve got my sense
Which comically makes no sense
I’m just rolling around in my
Immature arrogance
I’ve this hatred for myself
that I can’t see but it sees me
Oh yes it sees me
I’ve got this answer to everything
I need and it’s killing me
Oh yes it’s killing me
Hold your hands out
won’t you beg for me
My dear x4
Won’t you beg for
Won’t you beg for
Won’t you beg for
Me x4
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7. |
Hate The Dead
02:03
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Hate the dead as we’re talking like we do numbing sands paint the face with dread
Narrows the winking silly boy for thinking oh yea it is what it is
If I die making my way home
I did it all wrong
I’ve done it all wrong x2
What’s mine keeps on changing meaning moments, lifetimes, fleeting dreams
Do you think there’s one disciple
I could blame for everything
If I die making my way home
I did it all wrong
I’ve done it all wrong x2
Chorus x4
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8. |
Pick Me
09:56
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Pick me,
Pick me, just
Pick me
Cuz I’m a winner
X4
Isn’t it obvious?
Isn’t it clear?
Isn’t it obvious
That I’m a winner?
X2
Pick me,
Pick me, please
Pick me
Cuz I’m a winner
X2
Isn’t it obvious?
Isn’t it clear?
Isn’t it obvious
That I’m a winner
X2
Winner winner
Chicken dinner
I bet on myself
Now my sweet heart is bitter
X4
Isn’t it obvious?
Isn’t it clear?
Isn’t it obvious
That I’m a winner
X2
Pick me
Pick me
Pick me
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EX-PAT Savannah, Georgia
Since the formation of our musical family, we've had trouble settling on a name. We've been Butts. We've been The
Cavs.
Eventually, our drummer Pat got sick of us not deciding on a name and moved away. Now we can't play music with him as much. That makes us sad.
That makes us EX-PAT.
Disclaimer: Pat may or may not still be in the band.
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Combining crooned murder ballads with raw, angsty hard rock hooks, Melbourne's The Ugly Kings are a wrecking crew well worth watching.
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Are You Glad I'm Gone? / Nothing Else
by Trash Man
Two new songs from the Nashville musician (and drummer in Sad Baxter) reveal a talent for rock hooks and anthemic power pop aesthetics.
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The latest from Sonny Smith's long-running San Francisco outfit is clever and very sweet and more than a little bit country.
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Lia Braswell of A Place to Bury Strangers delivers an EP that volleys from turbulent pop to drifting near-ambient ballads.
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