1. |
Please, Please Be Smart
04:11
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Staring up at the shower head
Running up my water payment
Button up today’s shirt
Regard the mess of a weeks worth of hair
It’s compounding interest
On a debt I could easily square
But still I’m working in service
To my old friend despair
Staying up til the crack of dawn
A rooster crows as I’m nodding off
It’s an old holdover from when the nights were fruitful and fun
But now I’m burning the oil
Just to watch it’s tiny flame
While the gifts of the morning slowly rot and go to waste
Somewhere I guess
I lost my sense
And led myself astray
Now it’s time to pay
Between the faucet and the bar cart
Between the couch and Washington park
It’s hard to know what’s right
Wasting away or living a life
While I search for the answer
I might fix my self a small drank
And take a seat on the sofa
Just to gave myself a think
Happy birthday buddy, you’ve earned this
Logging in for my bank statement
My heart is rising up through my neck
Getting too close for comfort
I’ve gotta keep it tight for a bit
I order something for takeout
To push my heart back into my chest
It seems I’ve forgotten something
But I just can’t quite place it
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2. |
I Find Trouble
05:12
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I have tried to live clean, like a monk or a priest Problem is I am insane
No matter how strong light, I am no fly
I find trouble no matter where it hides
On a sand laden beach, in the bottom of a drink, up in a castle in the sky
To the untrained eye it might
Look as though it’s all alright
But I find trouble no matter where it hides
I just can’t help myself
I just can’t help myself
If I could help myself I’d help myself to more
In the easy sleeping night
Drooling gallons to my side
Without disturbance I slowly wake
I clear the sand from out of my eyes
To look for something to despise
Because I find trouble no matter where it hides
When the children’s choir sings
For the sake of melody
I feel so jealous and deprived
There’s no North Star in the sky
Who could light my calloused eyes
I find trouble no matter where it hides
Because I find trouble no matter where it hides
And it’s like damn dude maybe take a day off
And that’s sage wisdom but still I press on
The truth is I was never looking for
much of anything at all
But it seems I’ve stuck gold
Well maybe it’s coal
It could be shit for all I know
Because I find trouble no matter where it hides
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3. |
All You'll Ever Catch
04:07
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Another lovely day
To watch the grass grow blade by blade
Or keep an eye on drying paint
To boil some water sans a flame
Frightened and barefoot
Like every step is burning blacktop
Or throbbing embers in a fire walk
With pain to pay for every misstep
Because lord knows no one’s ever done much wrong in the past
And if you’re chasing your tail around all you’ll ever catch is your ass
You can stay here
Mull it over
But someone’s gotta get it done
Do the songbirds
Worry about being hackneyed?
Do they too judge their melody?
Question each note and every beat
If the first man
Had scratched his head so fervently
He’d have just earned himself a seat
Inside the belly of a beast
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4. |
White Dress
03:40
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WHITE DRESS
My baby wants a white dress
And a husband to go with it
And if I’m not mistaken
I think that she’s looking at me
I guess I don’t know who else it would be
And see it’s not like I don’t want to
It’s just the stores fresh out of my suit
And there’s no other place on earth
That’s weaving vegan fleece
Into groomswear on the cheap
Well ok I might be hiding from something
It’s not like forever is promising nothing
Now is it?
And you don’t wanna sell a gently used ring
Or figure out who gets Fido which days
Now do you?
So don’t look at me like that it’s not like I’m running away
I’ve got no agenda that I’m neglecting to say
I don’t wanna keep you unwed into the grave
I just need a minute just one minute babe
She asks “what’s the hold up?
If you really think you’re gonna
What changes between now and some distant day?”
To be honest it might look like nothing
I could tart myself up falsely
And affect manhood expertly
Handsome smile, charming toast, camera flash
Wouldn’t you rather it not be an act?
So what’s the big deal if I’m frightened of something
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5. |
Mercy
03:07
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If you wake up and feel unamused by the birds and their chirping
Why bother pretending they’re welcome? Just to spare their feelings?
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy
I say who needs it
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy
Oh who cares?
If you’ve sat down, to inspect mess on your table and shuddered
Why not just abuse the waitress ‘til you’ve regained hunger?
If you find out, the woman you’ve drowned does not float like a mallard
Why bother clearing her name?
It won’t wring out the water
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6. |
Makin' Muzak
02:51
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Beat down in an
lamentable state
I think I left my luck in the last decade
I’m tracing back my steps
But the landscape has changed
With memories overgrown
My arms are getting tired of my head in my hands
But my head is feeling weak so my arms understand
This could go on forever
Man it already has
I said Inertia no more
Cause I’m that dude
And yeah you bet I’m pulling through
I may be blinded and confused
But I’m not turning away
Nobody knows you when you’re down and out
Feels like Grandmas gonna ghost you
Hell I’d ghost myself
I can’t believe my eyes even my money’s run out
Look at those presidents go
It took me a minute but now I can see
That I ain’t princess peach no ones lookin for me
And why the hell did I ever think they would be
Aye there’s the rub
I spent the last 5 years
Tryna prove my worth through my career
Thought if I could earn your love I’d lose my fear
But that’s not how it works
Now is it
Nothing feels worse than hiding yourself
Except for maybe failing when you are yourself
I’m the kind to just give up and be someone else
But damn I wanna quit it
I’m that dude
Yeah you bet I’m pulling through
If it’s the last damn thing I do
I’m not turning away
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7. |
Houseplant
04:00
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I’m gonna hurt you despite my intent
You’re gonna hurt me without even trying
It just slipped out wait I didn’t mean it
Trust me
I’m gonna want you when you want to rest
You’re gonna want me when my my head is a mess
It’s no big deal not much more can be said
Maybe next week
Love is like a houseplant
In order to keep it you must tend to it
Feed it and treat it with some kindness
Maybe it’s still got some life left in it
I’ll be a boy when you need a man
You’ll be a miss when I’m needing a ma’am
We’re both just looking for each other’s hand
Aren’t we
There is no shortage of alternate paths
Beautiful people who could be a match
But where is the end to a search like that
Eternity?
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8. |
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His eyes are on the window
But he’s not really looking through
He’s got his own reflection in focus
Like its the only thing that glass can do
And he’s been looking for a partner
Who’s gonna hold him the night through
Who’s gonna heal his gaping wounds
And maybe fix his head up too
Well no there’s no hope
No there’s no hope
No there’s no hope for you
It ain’t ever gonna happen
Ever gonna happen
If you’re not gonna give some too
If you’ve been thinking
That your shit don’t stink
Like anything other than a rose
And it’d be one lucky nose
To be the one who gets up close
You’re gonna be out there smelling great
Wearing your stench like it’s fine cologne
Dancing on your own
Or with a heated blanket back home
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9. |
New In Town
02:45
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Drinking the sun down with somewhat strangers
In the new city I’m calling home
Baring my teeth like my life’s in danger
Simply destroying my cheek muscles
Apparently everyone’s going to Susie’s
I’m not exactly sure who that is
I was thinking she’s an old friend of Whitney’s
But she’s a bar not a person
I pull out my phone and pretend to occupy myself with something
Cast in the dulcet glow
I crawl into my palm
The table shakes beneath the gestures and laughter
As old friends reminisce and catch up
“Did you hear so and so had such and such happen?”
I nod along like I know them all
I think a bit about the so and so’s I know
And how vacant their names would be in here
Some of them would sound like complete fabrications
Who the hell names their kid something so weird
I use the restroom in only the most literal sense
I take my cleansing breath
In the filthiest room around
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10. |
Hold You
03:46
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