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forest chills
03:50
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find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
half hearted christmas wine
comes in handy in may
chardonnay, whatcha say
it's a hit parade
i'm broke as a joke
but i’ll soak this in
through my skin and my bones
i’m alone in ecstasy
a lover’s quarrel with the world
i hope you get what you deserve
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
your false falsetto rings
and it stings
every time you sing
it’s a shame that you lost the plot
i'll go with my gut
and i'll fight
and i'll see this through to the end of tonight
if i get that far
a lover’s quarrel with the world
i hope you get what you deserve
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
find it, find it, find it, we’ll find it
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tell me why you wanna walk away
tell me why you wanna make that change
when the future's looking bright
run away and hide from sight
tell me why you wanna walk away, away
it's the i sold you out, you sold me out blues
it's the i sold you out, you sold me out blues
hey, you lost your smile, but that's okay
steady hands, you got the beat, just play
should i write you off the sitcom?
it's become a ticking time bomb
i don't wanna see you walk away, away
it's the i sold you out, you sold me out blues
because i sold you out, you sold me out, booooooo
it's a stupid game of fools
that everyone will lose
it's the i sold you out, you sold me out blues
it's a stupid game of fools
that everyone will lose
it's the i sold you out (you sold me out)
i sold you out (you sold me out)
i sold you out (you sold me out)
i sold you out (you sold me out)
i sold you out (you sold me out)
i sold you out (you sold me out)
i sold you out
you sold me out
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3. |
derelict
03:03
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guess you're not so lovable after all
if you been tripping, then you're bound to fall
hands up, don't claim defeat
to the smug and effete
lay low, let's retreat
til the plan is complete
take a minute, tell me what you think
are you feeling tired and on the brink?
grab your coat and i'll meet you at the junk shop
will everybody just stop?
i wanna be a derelict, derelict
with you all the time
we could be winning it, spinning it
grinning it, talking shit
every single night
na-na-na, derelicts all the time
you got that sparkle in your eyes tonight
no one can stop us when we realign
heads up, now it seems
that you found what you need
hold on to the dream
give 'em hell, supercede
take a minute, tell me what you think
feeling wild, let's grab another drink
play a tune and you hit me with the bebop
and everybody just stops
i wanna be a derelict, derelict
with you all the time
we could be winning it, spinning it
grinning it, talking shit
every single night
na-na-na, derelicts all the time
catch as catch can, ba ba ba da da
i wanna be a derelict, derelict
with you all the time
we could be winning it, spinning it
grinning it, talking shit
every single night
i wanna be a derelict, derelict
with you all the time
we could be winning it, spinning it
grinning it, talking shit
every single night
derelicts all the time
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4. |
snowflakes
04:20
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here’s a story, it started with kyle
alligator boppin’ in style
it was time to make a new life, fuck it
signing up for a new kind of strife
they were neighbors with never a smile
distant judging, so juvenile
past and present were destined to jive
for a moment, we finally felt alive
bacchanalia, we’re young and we’re free
getting off on immediacy
we got stuck in a bevy of lies
it didn't stop us, we doubled in size
a couple years flew by in a haze
before we knew it, we're counting the days
til we move on from wasting away
we're getting tired of struggling to survive
we’re all special snowflakes falling hard for our own brilliance
trying not to fall behind, don’t question our existence
a messy boy with a messy life thinks he’s one in a million
the answer is predefined, but you know i’m not telling
now my teeth are yellowed and cracked
got some hair that'll never grow back
ain’t troubled with fortune and fame
doesn't matter, we’re playing the game
now i see you once in awhile
we’re still swingin’ left of the dial
we got too much to say in this life
you better tune in
the future’s looking alright...
we’re all special snowflakes falling hard for our own brilliance
trying not to fall behind, don’t question our resilience
a messy boy with a messy life thinks he’s one in a million
the answer is predefined, but you know i’m not telling
we’re all special snowflakes falling hard for our own brilliance
trying not to fall behind, don’t question our resistance
a messy boy with a messy life thinks he’s one in a million
the answer is predefined, but you know i’m not telling
get on, get on
get on, get on...
you know i'm not telling
you
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5. |
buzzband
03:15
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what becomes of the bassist in the buzzband
when the singer starts his solo career?
it all fell apart just before the second album
well we’re always ending up in arrears
let's start a brand, we got a vision of precision
we’ll take a stand, we can do anything
the split was planned
i knew it, i could see it coming
so here i am, like the snow in the spring
the blogs fell in love with our meaningless nostalgia
but we couldn't quite connect with the kids
our manager advised, "take it in a new direction"
i found myself end up on the skids
let's start a brand, we got a vision of precision
we’ll take a stand, we can do anything
the split was planned
i knew it, i could see it coming
so here i am, like the snow in the spring
do you believe in the fluidity of time?
i've heard about that, sure
but I've made up my mind
i've made up my mind
i've made up my mind
and i won't be defined
yeah!
let's start a brand, we got a vision of division
we’ll take a stand, we can do anything
the split was planned
i knew it, i could see it coming
so here i am, like the snow in the spring
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6. |
just (not) having fun
02:55
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i don't keep in touch with anyone
always looking out for number one
maybe it's better on the west coast?
maybe it's better somewhere remote?
ain't so many people, ain't so much strife
it's wishful thinking
but someday i'll have my way
i will be heard
i'm just not having fun
just not having fun
just not having fun
anymore
hey, i miss you more than anything
i can't predict just what the future brings
maybe we had our time?
maybe we'll reunite?
for the sake of the rhythm, for the sake of rhyme
for the sake of melody
cause we still got something to say
and others don't
i'm just not having fun
just not having fun
just not having fun
anymore
i'm just not having fun
i'm just not having fun
i'm just not having fun
i'm just not having fun
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the Godfreys / Surf Vietnam Boston, Massachusetts
2014-2018 RIP in peace
2010-2013 RIP in peace: osakastreetcutter.bandcamp.com
John Godfrey
Adam Salameh
Joe Campbell
Adrian Aiello
Jimmy Farina
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