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Beethoven in Sweatpants
02:46
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"Dial Tones" a sold out show
You better be heeding the dress code
Far and above the most you’ll spend on clothes
Worth it for those dial tones
Getting all of what I gave
Custom tailored, bubble brain
Deep in me I know that there’s a fist in love
Busting through a latex glove
Vapid pins to poster foam
Is Beethoven still streaming or no?
Free is like literally free, free, free
It’s nothing to me
I’m calling up the service line
Beethoven ‘aint playing right
Getting all of what I gave
Custom tailored bubble brain
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2. |
Private Likeness
04:48
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Wander through the annals of humdrumery
Every pattern will be clear, abundantly
The mode of conversation won’t take many different forms
I don’t have to ask, I know, but you can show me
How to lock my jaw
And sing for my salvation
I lock my jaw
And wonder why I’m twisting teeth
This is exactly why I’m here and that’s clear to me
The private likeness and public shame of hereditary, inward blame
Oh save me, please save me
The light is further in or out and no one is gonna’ show me
So I lock my jaw
And sing for my salvation
I lock my jaw
And wonder why I’m twisting teeth
I can see why you do what others do
You model outward and power through
No one likes the feeling of when good company departs
Lock the door and turn to face the stereo, still playing loud
And yes you have to turn it off
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Reglamorize
03:58
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Did you send your burning love
On a slow boat out to sea?
It hasn’t hit the horizon yet
Not too far to swim need be
Remember to take your phone out first
But who would hold it for me
I won’t lie
Going out, getting out, I’m mortified
Going out, getting out to re-glamorize
When I was young I hated who I was
I tried everything to change it
You cut loose everything you resent
But that don’t kill the resentment
Now it’s all a perfect show
And I don’t perform anymore
I won’t lie
Going out, getting out, I’m mortified
Going out, getting out to re-glamorize
We’re going slow
Going out, getting out, I’m mortified
We’re going slow
Going out, getting out to re-glamorize
I’ll send out the boat with the social skills
To bring back the boat with the burning love
But the warmth of the sand, who could give it up?
No one (who could give it up?)
No one (who could give it up?)
No one (who could give it up?)
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4. |
Good Makes Good (All In)
03:36
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I could love you
But I don’t love for certain
The last time I went all in
I could see you like a big imperfect circle
The zero in a close to perfect ten
Back when I saw you last
I could turn my head easy
Not anymore, I’ll burn you down to go all in
A city’s love song, more torn each year that passes
There are no flower fields without Naval Jack hung on iron fences
Like a dirty glass that you drink from all the same
How can you cut and run? If the good makes good you go all in
A place is what it’s made to be
And good makes good, so I’m all in
A place is what it’s made to be
And I can’t lie; I’m scared to find the maker isn’t me
I’ve changed since I saw you last
When I could turn my head real easy
Coming back with the love I’ve seen
It’s gonna’ bury me or carry me all in
A place is what it’s made to be
And good makes good, so I’m all in
A place is what it’s made to be
And I can’t lie; I’m scared to find the moment isn’t right
Never perfect but always now
Right moments feel like lies
Never perfect but always now
Right moments feel like lies
That’s when you know you go all in
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Steam Scenery
03:08
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They were showing you the smoke machine
And going on about how it runs
The words were fading in and out
Because it was holding you like a socket holds the plug
Breathe slow, there were rooms like this in grandmother’s house
They let you on the stage so you could see the workings of the show
All the little bits of tape and the plywood backs to flat, unbroken homes
Lights low and it was all wrapped in the steam scenery
It couldn’t get you
But didn’t seem impossible
It made you feel so alive
And of a lifetime
The lie wasn’t the lie
And all barriers were curtains to see behind
It really isn’t so broke when it’s all wrapped in the steam scenery
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6. |
Wall Quotes
05:26
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No one’s going on to change
Don’t mean we should be in tune
Heaven’s wild and paradise is too
You build the world that you want true
And burn the bedroom of your youth
They want it
Do you want it too?
The decoration wall quotes are coming loose
There are dueling points of view
Calibrate, integrate, harbor one and live for two
I forget sometimes that yours can be for you
My guilt is kind of funny like
Self-fulfilled and fucked forever
They want it
Do you want it too?
The decoration wall quotes are coming loose
If we wanted
And that was all we knew
We wouldn’t need the wall quotes to be true
No one moves the borderlines
Can’t rig the map for the lesser consequence
No one’s going on to change
Don’t mean we should be in tune
You can feel the walls are stronger now
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WAX BOTTLES Jersey City, New Jersey
Pierre Marceau-Bass
Jasmyn Morris-Vocals/Keys
Jimmy Stadt- Guitar/Vocals
Benny Horowitz- Drums
Nate Morris- Guitar
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