- Arlington (2:39)
- Living Room (3:17)
- Fake Wood Trim (3:12)
- Long Way Down (4:43)
- Bullet In Your Hand (5:16)
- 1201 Central Avenue (0:11)
- 8:45 (4:14)
- Big Houses (3:44)
- Parking Lot (3:48)
- Wake (4:24)
- Birdman Of Columbia (4:17)
- 17 Hours (2:45)
- Sellout (2:19)
- Boston (3:43)
Guitar, Vocals: Erik Wenberg
Bass: Luke Michel
Drums, Percussion: Tamer Eid
Music: emmet swimming
Lyrics: Watts
Producer: Don Dixon
Parking Lot (Lame Ass 1/2 Chorus)
Sellout (18 Piece Chorus)
Arlington (Suburb Of Your Ass)
Catfish
Go Down Moses
Johanna At The Door
Tattoo
Bill
Engineer: Don Dixon and Mark Williams
Mixer: Don Dixon and Mark Williams
Mastered by: Greg Calbi
Arlington
Ivana's a sculptor
and she's tending bar
she's piercing her nipples
in the name of art
Rick's an accountant
and he likes tattoos
he keeps them all hidden
so his boss approves
it's the suburb of the week
arlington
there's beautiful people
in the bar tonight
not much of a looker
she does all right
he says he's an outlaw
and he always scores
they all have a motto
be rich, dress poor
it's the suburb of the week
arlington
french kiss when we meet
how'd we ever get so chic?
who's your favorite kennedy?
what's the flavor of the week?
i live next to Fugazi
it's the suburb of the week
it's just like on T.V.
Greenwich Village
Living Room
gave up trying
you've been seen lying around
hoping someone would
tell you where to go
swing your partner
God's your partner now
and you just dipped him on the floor
chorus:
if you see me going by
then you've seen me going by
I thought life meant you were living
I thought death meant you were dying
now I sit around and I stare
how dare call this a living room
my living room
gave up caring
you've been seen staring out
did you expect the paneling to glow
you're looking for a savior
to take things over now
seems you don't want to try
chorus:{pitch shift}
if you see me going by
then you've seen me going by
I thought time would always be there
I thought my life might go somewhere
now I sit around it's a big dispair
how dare call this a living room
chorus:{comment to be supplied later}
I'm sending you a postcard
yeah I'm sending you a postcard
I stare in my living room
Fake Wood Trim
failure's like a scarlet letter
we keep it buried 'neath our skin
and how do you like me better
it's old truth out new truth in
freedom's not something you fight for
it's just the key that holds us in
and what did your mother work for
a cardboard house with fake wood trim
chorus:{facil}
it's been a long time since I've been good
it's been a long time since I've been good
this mask I'm wearing doesn't fit me like it should
it's been a long time since I've been good
he wants to start a revolution
he's putting on his favorite grin
there's a problem with your children
pay them off they don't fit in
chorus:{mas}
it's been a long time since I've been good
it's been a long time since I've been good
this mask I'm wearing doesn't fit me like it could
it's been a long time since I've been good
we're going to see about his face
it's an easy part to replace
bow your head and just say grace
freedom's not something you fight for
it's just the key that locks us in
and what did your father die for
a cardboard house with fake wood trim
guess you showed him
chorus:{bueno}
it's been a long time since I've been good
it's been a long time since I've been good
this mask I'm wearing doesn't fit me like it did
it's been a long time since I've been good
chorus:{mejor}
it's been a long time since I've been good
it's been a long time since I've been good
this mask I'm wearing doesn't fit me like it should
it's been a long time since I've been good
Long Way Down
she flew in from Los Angeles
to find out where she'd begun
they always come back to Louisville
to show how grand they've become
she said she was an actress
but I'd heard that before
she looked more like a stewardess
paint on smile as you board
chorus:
it's a long way down
aren't you tired of this
it's a long way down
aren't you tired
it's the wrong way around
aren't you tired of this
it's a long way down
aren't you tired
and we sit at our barstools
she formed each word with care
and she covered her accent
while she played with her hair
maybe she'd slept with poets
there's no clever lines here
only Naugahyde genius
chasing bourbon with beer
chorus:{SFD}
she turned at the stair
she won't find much out there
chorus:{LAX}
Bullet In Your Hand
I'll sleep by the phone
if you call me up I'll drive you home
I don't just disappear
I need to be where you are
I see it now
when you're working a crowd
and you keep me around
because I help you stand out
but you're pushing me down
because it makes you feel proud
You take the soul from me
chorus:
that's me all I want to be
is the bullet in your hand when you're weak
that's me I want to be
the bullet in your hand less of a man
kiss on the chin
all the while you're staring at him
tug on my leash
please, please
don't do this now
don't you need me around
don't I make you stand out
don't I make you feel proud
I'm falling down
and I can't feel the ground
I'll be whatever
whatever you want me to be
it's all I can see
chorus:{.38}
you touch his hand
am I less of a man
you're moving down
and he's pushing your head down
and you look like a child
but you don't kill like a child
you've ripped the soul from me
chorus:{spit}
the bullet in your hand
the bullet in your hand
the bullet in your hand
the bullet in your hand
1201 Central Avenue
{our apologies to the Methodists}
8:45
reluctant in velvet
awaiting the crime
he said that he'd be there
no later than 9:00
chorus:
I'm not worthy
I'm not precious
look at my face
just a dull reflection
I'm not worthy
I'm not precious
she's nervous
hope's he'll be there this time
she looks at the clock
it's a quarter till nine
she prays he won't do this
the third time this week
she wants to get angry
but knows she's too meek
chorus:{similar but pushed around}
I'm not worthy
I'm not precious
I let him just push me
in all directions
I'm not worthy
I'm not precious
the hand moves
sends a chill down her spine
she turns to the clock
(quiet literary crap) (G sharp minor (included because who in the fuck ever uses G sharp minor))
and hell hath no fury
like a Dickinson poem
and now she's descending
a woman scorned
and she's been burned
stood up she's fed up
chorus:{it's getting late}
I'm not worthy
I'm not precious
look at my face
just a dull reflection
I'm not worthy
I'm not precious
she turns to the wall
like she does every time
she turns back the clock
it's still a quarter to nine
Big Houses
is this what we wanted
is this what we dreamed about
the beauty's all gone
can't take one more winter
with nothing to talk about
something's so wrong
chorus:
living's more than holding together
the pieces that eventually fall out
how long can we just talk about the weather
and live in our big houses
I've thought about just leaving
it's like walking out on myself
we're so long joined
I'm building an ocean
a tide that will pull me out
I'll wave when I'm gone
chorus:{another stately Victorian}
must be more than holding it together
the pieces that eventually fall out
talk about forever
and we just live in our big houses
alone in our big houses...
Parking Lot
let's break your father's heart
we'll make things fall apart
put on your sweater
you sneak out after dark
there's no sound
chorus:
meet me in the parking lot
it's what you've wanted
it's all you've talked about
meet me in the parking lot
here's what you're getting
you've let it go this far
meet me in the parking lot
I'm gonna get mine
you're gonna get mine
there's no sound when things fall apart
let's test your mother's will
slide down your window sill
all she created I desecrated
I'm gonna get my fill
there's no sound
chorus:{16 lover's lane}
meet me in the parking lot
it's what you've wanted
it's all you've talked about
meet me in the parking lot
here's what you're getting
you've let it go this far
meet me in the parking lot
it's going faster
I'm going faster
there's no sound when things fall apart
chorus:{don't change your mind}
meet me in the parking lot
it's all you've wanted
your girlfriends talked about
meet me in the parking lot
get in the fucking car
you've let it go this far
meet me in the parking lot
I'm gonna get mine
you're gonna get mine
there's no sound when things fall apart
Wake
heard about it an hour before a show
we won't be swapping Christmas cards
hope it's warm in the office
and your family's safe at home
because it snowed all night in Buffalo
that's just the way it goes
and be safe on the road
chorus:
but you don't know
what it feels like
what it feels like
play good soldiers
march in perfect rows
and take discomfort silently
smile for posters
sing your stupid songs
before ten more like you come along
that's just the way it goes
the death inside you grows
chorus:{AAA}
12 hours from home
it's further each mile
and we won't be stopping till dawn
it's more than just figures on paper
it's blisters on fingers
and dreams shared at night
and it's wrong you say
just put this behind us
we button our coats
push open the door
and we stop
chorus:{1017}
but we can't go home
that's what it feels like
that's what it feels like
that's what it feels like oh
what it feels like
that's what it feels like oh
what it feels like
Birdman Of Columbia
so you wipe off that grin
you'll give him money
but won't let him in
empty a bottle and lie
he's been destroyed
as the days go by
he drinks with trembling hands
tries to erase everything he can
you didn't start this fight
but you turn your back while the flames ignite
he's wiping off that grin
tries to forget everything he can
chorus:
there's places you can't go
in the state capital
there's parts that you don't know
down on Bull Street
they like to keep these streets clean
try to forget everything they see
they've drawn a line through a town
that southern smile hides a frighrened frown
he's wiping off that grin
tries to forget everything he can
chorus
chorus:{Dixon}
there's a flag that flies
and there's a part that dies
and there's a part that lies
down on Bull Street
(Buzz)
he's wiping off that grin
look at that flag blowing in the wind
chorus
chorus:{a dog named Ohhhht}
there's a flag that flies
and there's a part that dies
and there's a part that lies
down on Bull Street
(Virginia Reel!)
17 Hours
the other night
when we were fighting about the future
it's too uncertain to stand here just gawking
every time we get here
we lie about commitment
I'm committed to stand by my calling
every time my life falls
I'm trying to pick up pieces
you can talk all you want about leaving
every time you get here
you talk about the future
you're my only future and
chorus:
I'll always wake by your side
I'll always wake by your side
the other day when I was packing to go to Houston
remember how you laughed at my excuses
every time you come here
you're looking for an answer
there's parts of me that don't find resolution
every time my life falls
I'm trying to pick up pieces
you can talk all you want about grieving
every time you come here
you want to start a family
maybe I m like my father
chorus:{puella}
I spent 17 hours on a Greyhound bus
I never thought I could miss you this much
after 17 hours on a Greyhound bus
got so drunk and so cold
chorus:{remix} (2x)
Sellout
our lawyers just got rich
our manager got rich
we took advice from the label
that I should sing in a higher pitch
chorus:
I'm a sellout now
I'm a sellout now
and if you're wondering how
I'm telling you it's easy
if we could just change who we are
they told us we'd be stars
and ride around in backs of cars
cause we're richer than Veruca Salt
(_______ insert favorite name here)
chorus:{she was in Willy Wonka}
I'm a sellout now
I'm a sellout now
I'm a sellout now
it's so goddamn easy
here comes the band confessional
chorus:{Shakey's}
Luke's a sellout now
Tamer's a sellout now
Erik's saying like wow
this is so goddamn easy
this is so goddamn easy
Boston
took him away when I was four
my Indian wrestling partner
we played cops behind the moving truck
just ran around and around
and as they drove away
I went back inside to play
took my toys
scattered them around and around
yesterday
chorus:
Boston's not that far away
and all the things we say
to make life just pass on
now it's gone
so far away
and all the things we say
just pretend nothing's wrong
now it's gone
so far away
and all the things we say
it helps us carry on
now it's gone
so far away
and all the things we say
to make it through till dawn
it got a little harder
they split up when I was nine
divvied up the furniture
I went back in the house one last time
just walked around and around
what could they say
it's not your fault
it will be okay
all my toys were scattered around and around
yesterday
chorus
chorus:{curtain descends Act III}
Boston's not that far away
and all the things we say
to make life just pass on
now it's gone
so far away
and all the things we say
to pretend nothing's wrong
now it's gone
so far away
and all the things we say
to make us carry on
now it's gone
so far away
and all the things we say
we'll make it through the dawn
Parking Lot (Lame Ass 1/2 Chorus)
Sellout (18 Piece Chorus)
Arlington (Suburb Of Your Ass)
Catfish
Go Down Moses
Johanna At The Door
Tattoo
Bill