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Don't Go Outside
04:03
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You can only novocaine your nose so long
It’s a new day gotta be strong
Every bird can sing so why can’t you
You got ideas but you don’t follow through
So many ways that you let other people down
You’re lucky this isn’t a smaller town
You’re lucky everyone forgets the hurt you cause
Just bundle up and pray to Santa Claus
Don’t go outside, you’ll wipe out
You need a cool rag, just take a timeout
Don’t go outside, you’ll wipe out
You need a cool rag, just take a timeout
Don’t talk to anyone it’s safer that way
You’ll just regret it, forget it OK
Don’t go outside
You go and see the show alone and you stand like a stone
You count the minutes til you go back home
You count the minutes til you’re back on your bike
That’s the only part you actually like
Once upon a time it all used to feel so good
It was like Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood
Everybody was in bands and playing their shows
It was a comfort being one of those
You haven’t cried real tears in twenty-five years
You think you’ll do it in a couple of beers
You think it’s worth it to go out with your friends
You think they wanna give up their weekends
Everybody wanna stay in their house
Everybody wanna stay with their spouse
You’re nothing like you thought you’d be
A shut-in terrified of novelty
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We all laughed at your food supply
We said you were prepping for nothing
We didn’t trust you, so preoccupied
With our little joking and judging
Now don’t you just love
It’s all coming true my baby
Here on the bleeding edge of the world
Nothing but love
For you my baby
Here on the bleeding edge of the world
We’ve all been waiting for your call
Could you tell us where you been hiding
A lot to adjust to, and we dropped the ball
Anyone else you’ll be inviting
Your paranoia
We’re all here for ya
We’ll share your shelter space
Your preparation
The liquidation
Our foolish human race
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Swallow You Up
03:21
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Ain’t it just like a prison here tonight
You told me you didn’t wanna be the one to start the fight
So we drive through the dark in the cold winter wind
And when we see a midrange hotel, we check in
You got a lot of nerve is what you said
Tellin’ them we need just one king bed
Do you think you’re hot shit, do you think I’m twenty-two
When the sun comes up I’m leaving you
The volcano erupts
It’ll swallow you up
Til there’s no frontier left to roam
You always got by on luck
And now it swallows you up
Til you don’t know how to get home
Check us in
And you park the rental car
Pull a tired joke from your tired repertoire
We walk the long hallway
In anonymous off-white
We’re not gonna make it through the night
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Old Money & Old Metal
03:22
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I carried all his clubs across the green golf course
I wore the crisp white shirts with the little horse
And then Penelope’s dad, he’d call for me
I’d dance for him before he dashed off to the symphony
I learned to love my puppet strings and the string quartets
I grabbed his tennis balls in between his tennis sets
I studied silverware, I watched the length of my hem
Hoping one day I’d be one of them
But old money likes old metal now
Beethoven’s too hard to take
They want Poison and Whitesnake
I’m saying hi to that lowbrow
Cause old money likes old metal now
Fresh from school and named executive assistant to Penelope’s dad
Twenty-five years and it’s the only job I’ve ever had
I jumped all over the board like a little chess piece
But I guess they don’t play chess no more, I missed the press release
Tonight I wear my cut-off shorts, beer in a plastic cup
The light’s too bright but it’s 80’s night and it’s filling up
Penelope’s dressed for the lumberyard
But she’s got the softest hands
I brought my business cards but
She’s just here to hear the cover bands
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Stand By
03:26
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I don’t recognize myself
This image of faded health
Who is that, who is that
Nicotine band around my neck
Just skin and bones to protect
Who is that, when’s the real one coming back
I can’t stand by you anymore
I can’t stand by you anymore
Just find your own way back to shore
I can’t stand by you anymore
Wet magazines on the tub
Dry off and now a foot rub
I need it, I need it
Brain full of my disease
All the sweetest memories
Deleted
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Maybe you just needed a break
Maybe you just needed a break
Maybe you just needed a break
Maybe you just needed a break
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I Tried to Look Away
03:23
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Saw you making it with my best friend
I tried to look away
A night of deception with no obvious end
I tried to look away
But fate had other plans for me
Had to be there, I had to see
They say the truth will set you free
I tried to look away
I tried to look away
I tried to look away
I ran for cover and I hid from the light
I tried to look away
We couldn’t hug it out and we were too drunk to fight
I tried to look away
But the ground beneath me shook
And my heart’s an open book
Does anyone wanna take a look
I tried to look away
I tried to look away
I tried to look away
And let the chips fall where they may
You’re short on soul
But everyone’s gotta butter the roll
I’m long on time
Just try to tell my mind to look away
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Try to Hold On
03:35
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She wears her rain boots when there’s puddles on the ground
All the way to school she jumps up and down
She smiles back at me, my heart’s already broke
Making sure I get the joke
And I try to hold on
But she’s already gone
I know I should move along
But I pull back and hold on
She knows the dance moves that her parents like the best
Looking back to make sure we’re impressed
Pretty soon she’ll change her tune, we’ll be old and obsolete
Looking back on something sweet
Don’t leave me baby, don’t leave me now
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I Just Want to Play
04:03
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I just want my time to play
It’s hard to find it in my busy day
I gotta get away
Evil machines spewing information
That I’m chewing and choke down
And soon we’re underground
I just want to play
I just want to play
Checking all these messages
It stresses and it sucks my passion out
Forgetting how to shout
Technology you’re killing me
You kill my babies long before they’re born
Can’t even blow my horn
If it’s less than ideal
If the hook is hard to feel
If the words are hard to say
I hope you feel it anyway
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Cut me loose, it’s acceptable use of the border
Tonight my view is from the barbecue on the lawn
Thrill of the chase became choosing the place where we’d order
Go out and play, we knew there’d come a day you’d be gone
But oh from over here
I’m good I won’t interfere
It’s all yours, I’ll leave by the dawn
Traded my juice for acceptable use of the border
You got the clout and so you’re stepping out on your own
You take the kid she don’t fit with my new sleep disorder
Hours go by it’s like trying to lie on a bone
Now everything’s fine
How could you have the gall
I’m decaying like wine
I’m just lonely that’s all
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You say you wanna get down, well
It gets lost in translation
You say you wanna get down, well
I’ve been in hibernation
Lately I’ve been feeling old like
I’m ready to retire
You could bring me in from the cold and
I could use a little fire
Tell me what you want me to do
Tell me what you want me to do
Tell me what you want me to
I don’t live inside of you
Tell me what you want me to do
Been a while since I’ve been around, now
I’m your reluctant target
Had a lover but she left town, now
I’m back out on the market
We were trying to have a kid, but
We didn’t get so lucky
Break us up is what it did, now
I’m back here in Kentucky
Unsound on the edge of town
Better when there’s no one else around
A couple beers I’ll show my fears
Here you come for the breakdown
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Carry On Regardless
04:28
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Was there a choice in how I used my voice
Would I profit from a pop hit
Cause I read the books on how to write the hooks
But no hit songs, I did it wrong
Although they sounded hot to me
The public seemed to disagree
So I put away my pen
So I'd never get hurt again
All the pain I’m running from
How hard could I try
No fortune no fame no fun just
All the pain I’m running from
Ten years ago, we played our final show
And we came back, we’re just lame hacks, but
Can't stop the songs and so we carry on
Regardless of the harvest
The game is up, lift up your beer
More a hobby than career
We'll never see a royalty
Still we pledge our loyalty
Where is the music coming from
Up there in the sky
I gave it up at thirty-one, so
Where is the music coming from
Don’t know where it's coming from
We don't want to try
Smartest move is playing dumb
Don’t know where it's coming from
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Baby Teeth Chicago, Illinois
Purveyors of fine Chicago pop, on the bleeding edge of good taste since 2003. Raised by Todd Rundgren, ELO, Hall & Oates,
and Queen.
"Integration of FM-era pop, from glam to power pop, bandannaed cock-rock and New Romanticism, shouldn't come this easy, or sound this good." -- Pitchfork
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