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Goat In The Water
02:05
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Starting this off without a
planned out attempt to learn about anything
Missing my keynotes just to retake and record
another dud, what’s new?
The weed’s kicking in, got some new spinner rims.
We can do anything or leave everything.
Stock up on some beers, get ready for tears.
Doing the same shit every year after year.
No more nights with Jim,
cause he’s pulling me into
this low life with no observations.
You feel like you’re losing all your friends,
but you still have the ones that will stay with you till the end.
Just want to be done
we all need a fucking vacation.
All that’s left to do is break
away from all these temptations.
You feel like you’re losing all your friends,
but you still have the ones that will stay with you till the end.
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2. |
Earth Is Tight
03:56
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You brought me to the island from the shore.
In the yacht they bought you thirty years ago, maybe more.
The one that we will sail 2000 miles
when we’re pushed by wind wherever we can go.
Been told so many times that I can’t leave.
Broke down so hard that I can barely breathe anymore.
I’ll take no more advice cause every person thinks they’re right
about the places I’ll end up but in reality we’re all gonna be bored.
If it’s open we can jump into the water.
Appreciate the times spent with our sons and daughters.
There’s no reason to fight because our time on earth is tight.
The only thing we can really do is keep each other alive.
We can cheer up the sea has settled.
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3. |
Marmalade Venus
02:30
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Friday night trying to decide
between Mickey’s or OE.
Go downtown grab some pizza,
some OJ for brass monkeys.
Watch the sun go down it’s finally nice outside
we’ll spend an hour on the forest trail.
the snow falls as we call a ride back home
We’re buzzed by the good times.
We’re blessed by the absence of our self-despair,
and the worries of the daylight.
Throw on some Aesop Rock, everything is fine
there’s one slice left that we can all share.
1 AM
1 AM
Making a Primo’s run
grab some nachos add some ‘peños
just as hot as the sun.
Finish eating as we’re walking,
way too full now to run.
Back at the house
turn off the lights and then we can all just
Pass out on the couch.
Is how it was way back when we were young.
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4. |
Old Chop
03:36
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Waiting on standby hoping I can get a seat on this plane.
Wondering to myself if I made a big mistake?
A slight anxiety and I’m okay.
They called my name and I froze,
I don’t want to leave this place.
They called again, I saw them staring at me.
So I grabbed my bag and walked the other way.
Another delay.
And I am sitting at the bar contemplating everything.
There won’t be a Christmas if no one’s to give gifts.
There won’t be a paper lying on your porch.
Or a neighbor to get mad at when the Sox win.
One last moment to share with your family and friends.
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5. |
Pregame Pasta
04:02
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We walked in through the door,
there’s seven people on the counter.
Pushed through the crowd
head to the fridge and find it’s only stacked with sours.
Stereo is way too loud,
this dude doesn’t even know how to shower.
Broken bottles out the window
by some guy who thinks he’s Kenny Powers.
He yells “go get the gun”
as I’m approaching with a handle.
I turn to Chris, he says
“fuck this, let’s go I’m only wearing sandals.”
Your parties always suck
they’ll never be enough.
And if we stay awhile
there’s a chance we won’t wake up.
Let’s take some risks, let’s start again.
Cause nothing matters in the end.
Fuck all the rules, we all can win.
Toss out all thoughts of giving in.
We can make our own concoction.
Loneliness is not an option.
Let’s watch football and drink some gin.
Throw on 2 Chainz, invite your friends.
Now we can celebrate!
We’ll never be afraid,
to take the road less traveled .
And learn from our mistakes.
Let’s take some risks, let’s start again.
Cause nothing matters in the end.
Fuck all the rules, we all can win.
Toss out all thoughts of giving in.
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6. |
Sexy Summer Jams
02:11
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(instrumental af)
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7. |
Fiber Bully
04:27
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I pour a drink.
Lose track of time.
Something’s got to change.
I hope it’s not my mind.
Another drink, with a slice of lime.
I’ve spent the last few nights alone
but I feel okay.
My friends are gone.
In a different place,
And everything’s the same.
I’ve been writing songs,
But I don’t have much to say.
I drive down towards the lake
and spend a few hours trying
to find some motivation.
Why is this so hard?
I take myself too seriously
Can I just go home?
Why can’t I just go home?
I’m too young to be this in to New Order
and Alligator.
I’m sick of all my flaky friends
I get too stuck inside my head
I get too stuck inside my head
I get too stuck inside my head.
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