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Thrum a Dum
02:48
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they always knew he was the only one
who had an ear for the thrum a dum-dum
had to overlook what he couldn’t see
he hears in color but he sees in shades
of black and white no matter time or place
mindblind to the frame of the moral grey
three more straws
’til they fall apart
broken sticks
after four kicks
six more frames
and all of them grey
tried to add a hue to his head
glued to laws flawed and misread
he’s mindblind and he doesn’t know
but he swears by his very own code
bloody hands only he deems red
held the code above his highest hat
and though unstable it was tough to crack
mindblind to the frame of the moral grey
three more straws
’til they fall apart
broken sticks
after four kicks
six more frames
and all of them grey
tried to add a hue to his head
glued to laws flawed and misread
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3. |
Ow Ow Ow
03:14
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there are days when I walk through the trails we blazed
there are nights I get lost in the thoughts we framed
recall them to call you home
now and then I pretend that you’re by my side
I can feel where you’d breathe when I close my eyes
illusions can circle time
we played by the book while we broke the binding
round and round the line - we stared, but didn’t dare cross
cue the music we’ll take one last dance
ow ow ow (X3)
there are traces of you in each guy that smiles
I keep finding your face on people passing by
I can’t process 3000 miles
I’ll be pining my way down memory lane
some would say you’re the one that got away
let's run back to common ground
we played by the book while we broke the binding
round and round the line - we stared, but didn’t dare cross
cue the music we’ll take one last dance
ow ow ow (X3)
we played by the book while we broke the binding
round and round the line - we stared, but didn’t dare cross
cue the music we’ll take one last dance
ow ow ow (X4)
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4. |
Wipe It Out
02:35
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the heart is but a sinful guide
the guilt is endless
common sense is paralyzed
it makes you reckless
a running start won't get you far
cause life is vicious
but sirens fill my eyes with stars
it's a sickness
take me down
take me down
reach my arms through metal bars
cause I'm a villain
make it through without a scar
well that's not livin'
life seems large with every lie
it leaves me breathless
but I get by on petty crime
I feel so lawless
take me down
take me down
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Lyrics by John Anthony White
fall is here, hear the yell
back to school, ring the bell
brand new shoes, walking blues
climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
I can tell we are gonna be friends
walk with me, Suzy Lee
through the park and by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we found
safely walk to school without a sound
safely walk to school without a sound
here we are, no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
there's dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now it's time to learn
we clean up and now it's time to learn
numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns, and books, and show and tell
playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height against the wall
teacher marks our height against the wall
we don't notice any time pass
we don't notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that I sound funny
but she likes the way you sing
tonight I'll dream while I'm in bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
that you and I will walk together again
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
yes I can tell that we are gonna be friends
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who said
“You should wait and take it slow”? Too late, left him reeling in the rain, she’s
ruthless
lies written on her face, to erase, the sweet nothings of her namesake
truces
she’ll treat you like a dog, under fire, like you’re laying with a live wire
who said
“You could never be with me”? It was she, only wanted him to see how
her fatal beauty
a strange and violent song
through late night phone calls
don’t run but don’t be long
she hears a stranger
she steals his one last breath
her eyes wide open
a screw fell from his head
who said
“You won’t make it out alive”? But I’m fine, cause the fear took her power, she’s
useless
to anyone but me, but if we, got together you would see me with
bruises
covering her knees, and her eyes, she’s becoming a disguise
who said
“You could never be with me”? It was she, but she really really liked him
her fatal beauty
a strange and violent song
through late night phone calls
don’t run but don’t be long
she hears a stranger
she steals his one last breath
her eyes wide open
a screw fell from his head
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7. |
Breathe With
03:27
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riding
waves of missing you drive my mind home
where you sing
over the rhythm of day to day life
waking under
a sun that stirred your wind before it met mine
feels like bathing
in rivers that run with your touch
save my place in the space behind your ribs
I could make a home of it
if the knot we tied somehow survived the sea
we've got all we need
highlight
the words on the tip of my tongue
I’ll breath with
the pulse that you left in the drum of my chest
to relive sharing
air with our synchronized steps
save my place in the space behind your ribs
I could make a home of it
if the knot we tied somehow survived the sea
we've got all we need
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8. |
Solar Pyromaniac
03:11
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eight years old and leaning toward the
life of burning bridges down
blazing branches to the ground
tells his mom he’s meeting friends
but runs outside alone to find
wilting flowers to ignite
holds his magnifying glass
above the driest patch of grass
Solar Pyromaniac laughs
he can’t escape the seduction of flames that posses his veins
like hunger pangs
fingers of tinder awaken the wind when they meet their match
breathing ash
feed the fire
don’t deny her
feed the fire
quench desire (X2)
as a teen he lost his friends who
caught him scorching spider legs
flailing in a fire dance
now he sits in office six and
types up files days and night
dreaming of the firelight
smoky, watered eyes are peeled for
tinder finger’s next attack
Solar Pyromaniac laughs
he can’t escape the seduction of flames that posses his veins
like hunger pangs
fingers of tinder awaken the wind when they meet their match
breathing ash
feed the fire
don’t deny her
feed the fire
quench desire (X2)
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9. |
Midnight
03:15
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woke up in someone
else’s room
whoa
what the fuck
what’d I do do do do do
stumbling I see
there’s a note
taped
to the door
and I quote oh oh oh oh
I met you last night
we danced til midnight
then made a rich friend who
bought us a round or two
but had a look in his eyes
that said the gift was disguised
we ran through streetlights
you lost your keys so I
gave you my bed and crashed on the couch instead
tiptoe looking
for the couch
where
my new friend
has passed out
but it’s noon she’s long gone
so I write
my
thanks and ask if she
would go out for drinks again with me
I met you last night
we danced til midnight
then made a rich friend who
bought us a round or two
but had a look in his eyes
that said the gift was disguised
we ran through streetlights
I lost my keys so I
gave you my bed and crashed on the couch instead
(X2)
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10. |
Bleached
02:11
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oooh, just a taste
of fresh air, the whole year starts melting away
though we've been to every place
got holes, in my shoes
thin soles, from the long march down the road stepping into pot holes and taking wrong turns just to stay in line
sun bleached tiles beneath my feet
so different from city streets
these trees are tall and strange to me
nothing’s the same down to groceries
ooh, slipping back
into habits, I broke or maybe they broke me
lighting a match just to dampen the flame and sweep out the ash
ooh, carve some sign
try to leave, an impression raising my voice so that it can be heard
but even I can’t make out the words
sun bleached tiles beneath my feet
so different from city streets
these trees are tall and strange to me
nothing’s the same down to groceries
buildings fade out in the haze
they fade when I follow your gaze
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11. |
Daydream
02:37
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closed eyes to hear
sealed lips to think
eyes wide to see
all we could be
no more ifs ands buts or maybes
let me out locked in a daydream
take a leap forget
each last regret
and I feel you
in my lungs when I try to breathe
and I hear you
over words I waited for
and I want you
though I know it's for the worst
but I need you
maybe I’ll get lost
maybe you'll look back
but if we take turns
I'll be gone for good
no more ifs ands buts or maybes
let me out locked in a daydream
take a leap forget
each last regret
and I feel you
in my lungs when I try to breathe
and I hear you
over words I waited for
and I want you
though I know it's for the worst
but I need you
to pick me up when I’m down
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12. |
The Fine Print
00:30
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Spud Cannon Poughkeepsie, New York
good kids making bad decisions since 2016.
Booking:
tom@anniversarygroup.com
Label | Press:
michael@goodeyerecords.com
Other stuff:
spudcannonband@gmail.com
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