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1.
we are all afraid again we are all safe again
2.
it’s beginning to have to sound the same and here we go we’re all expected to explain exactly what these habits have wasted all throughout the night e’en though we know our way around but that’s the event, the sting, the caustic kind of thing we know that blesses away the afternoons we sing so when they’re coming to ask us all we really have to do is throw our weight around and so we win and so we happen to think we washed this down the sink on time and fought it to place our hands atop our drinks so when the porter returns to replace absentees oh well he’ll make another round it is divined and the cross will lay wide along the top and singing ‘oh, we are praised here,’ make us room to stop because the handles will turn with nary but a touch and see we’re finally coming down but it’s all burning
3.
oh, it’s late, it’s late, it’s late she told me and i’ve half-forgotten these things explode and wash us all clean but i still feel so dirty... she’s said this before well, it’s all beyond me go home and clear your head boy it’s banged up and bruised and it’s all gone so rusty the way that you been living... oh it’s straight, it’s straight, it’s straight and forty past eleven twenty the sidewalk’s been rolled and i’ve just pushed all this down babe you got nothing for me he stepped on the stem and we’re slipping on the seeds... he left the windows open! but nothing’s been closed that weren’t locked up already so i’m dressed for summertime brave the shore the stay is slow only when you’re outside looking in
4.
The Quiet 03:56
i’ve got just a slight reservation so high but it ain’t the elevation i sleep late when i take my medication it’s all too lame just a little too tame and i’m oft to blame sold out on this low-slung vacation i train better hung high across the waist and i learned my fires on the beaches of the west end in them black tents behind the fence out at indian so jeanne won’t you sing jeanne won’t you sing i can’t hear a thing when it rings but i’m tryin when i’m dryin out i’m sleepin with the sun on my face and it’s black and whiter where i never coulda filled in the highest reaches of the lowest men i’ve seen and they’ve got nothin to retain so it’s all the same fire reachin to the rafters in my basement and violating in the place where i have laid this it’s quieter when you’ve got nothing else to taste then tryin talkin to the pain but it’s all in vain so jeanne won’t you sing jeanne won’t you sing i can’t hear a thing when it rings but i’m tryin when i’m dryin out so much for the old occupation i’m flyin better when i’m more than half awake and i’ve got it lined up for another month of weekend i’m safe to sing without the rings and that’s everything
5.
brace yourself atop the ledge across the bridge and wait so only you could see to shore it up and maybe block the plate so only we could see and scurry up pics of false boys walkin the streets so only hang them up and pair them with all these false girls cupping their teets so only supple things we’ve trained our wings with these here expecting to sway so only kiss the rings and pressing things pushed down and with all of our weight so only the bleeding rush and after gush in which i have nothing to hide so only take it rushed when i’m to hush and hold this inside of my thigh so only it was sunny when you tried to put out all the flames and ordinary by my count oh! the blame laza said it’s bolted up aside from where we had shamed so only take me back into the shed and do that damage to me so only diamond rings the strangest things have kept all of this out at bay so only another string directing me to hold you open all day you gotta believe that it was sunny when you tried to put out all the flames and ordinary by my count oh! the blame
6.
oh yes franchesca i can call it like i see and this name belongs to me so the pain is here to stay but it doesn’t have to sting when we drop our underthings and i wouldn’t do a thing different any other way bold, standing stout when i’m singing this so loud and it’s snowing on the crowd while it’s shining on your face so lady don’t expect that i won’t turn out a wreck when i’m skidding down the tracks and you’re in the turning lane i’m standing in the aisles, wet slow down and slippin on the dry spots hold out you don’t have to explain why you’re always away it’s a thousand times a day that i’m remembering your face and while you extend yourself to other ends i could get some other friends but they couldn’t even pretend i’m standing in the aisles, wet! slow down and slippin on the dry spots hold out it’s a pain to explain and blow out like a struggle for a loud man slows down so we can fight and i’ll hold myself upright staying prone throughout the night while i wait for you to bite and i’ve come to understand how we came up with this plan babe, i’m gonna be your man so let’s blanket here tonight
7.
Nervous 03:57
no one slept at all we paced the halls and made some calls is it possible they would never stand for all this fretting and frimming and sweating i’m thinning... yeah it’s possible and so we’ve gone it all alone and made it known this is what we own to hear the glow through the walls to the route on my roof through the panes of your back window for the ticking and pricking we’re wicking our brows cool down all night while the lights are out with our ears pressed firm for a scream or a moan or a shout or a wink well we lost the tone so the bad boy steps to the moon from the womb and we see we couldn’t buy ourselves a doubt but his fists are blue and it’s on the news and it’s everything that you thought you knew but it’s the same for all these years and your hands are in the flames it has sustained for all these years and no one can burn me out because we’ve been saints for all these years no one can quite complain so we’ll be devils a thousand years and no one will lose control is it possible? yeah it’s possible so the boy can take his early breaths coming up from the depth all these eyes are wet and the sleeves are loose we have heard the truth coming through the walls going through the roof and when we hear that sound it’s out oh lord, the dust... tell us only how we’ll get the silver out and when the brooms fill the rooms then, maybe then, you’ll remember our noons they are contained in this right here misshapen, aloft and all such a stain that won’t adhere and all of you knew this that we’ve been saints for all these years but no one would quite complain so we’ll be devils a thousand years and no one will lose control is it possible? yeah it’s possible
8.
old elliot lake the fire escapes we have pulled up the blinds and burned down the drapes to sip from the lids with the wine at our feet while the light soaks first but then retreats well i’m scorched to the roots and we are all made of skin these things begin when we write resumes to protect the brood that we’ll have one day they’ll be out of control you say… and the boys in louisiana made the same mistakes we’ll fire things in the sun while we’re pouring drinks the angle’s changed we are out here alone and the only thing quieter’s the telephone the skies will rage while we wet our faces at the river while we shiver and there’s still no haste i knew where you’d be that night because i would go to get away from this and girl, we haven’t really grown... the morning that i was fired i had brought my box and crashed on the way home oh, man it had to stop came time my boys all would disappear ways i would speak and they’d never hear so we’ll sleep in the store in the thunderstorm flood waters rage and the winds enforce can’t choke ourselves with the same length of rope we’ve left it all out i’d hope regine, you are wounded you are bleeding and you are left out in the wild in the scope of all these predators young hunters of the land you’re getting older–be worried don’t stumble, don’t slow eek it out, boy but don’t sleep in no caves they’re turning over rocks
9.
oh it’s best to take the angles in slow to see me tucking both wings in put your face to the ground and hear what i will say it’s a ways into town been burning here all day and if it won’t burn or freeze but something in between it fades out soon go and find a way to reel it in it’s sewn, so wear it boy you’re out again if i stay til i drown i’ll find a fighting weight if it plays all the way out i’m gonna bleed and faint and if it won’t heal or bleed but something in between it fades out soon so when so when it’s open so when so when we’re broken i got your message it’s what we’re made of fade into i got your message it’s what we’re made of fading to flowing loosest where i damned it thin you know i set this to break loose again cos if it’s not your or me but someone in between it fades out soon
10.
i roamed in another place and i always had a price to pay to the floor see, the old boys barely ever count while the faces scream and shout “there’s so many other ways!” with worn hands the bricks were put down to look like every face in this town there’s still a few things that i gotta figure out everybody made the same mistakes upright in the wind to accept the post while the boardwalk burns to the ground and see now our shoreline’s surely gonna drown so we’re on to some better things with bad moonlight under our wings and all the priests have trimmed their sleeves with unheard sermons hung up in the eaves but i’m never gonna sleep if i’m never gonna own it no, you’re never gonna sleep if you’re never gonna own it so don’t stay but don’t go

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released December 28, 2010

Guitar, Vocals, Bass – Nicholas Phelps

Vocals, Synthesizer, Electronics, Beats, Vocals – Birdlikebats

Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Electronics, Beats, Piano, Drums – Lance Scott Walker


Written and Produced by Bull Thieves
Recorded By – Aric Carroll
Mixed By – Ivan Evangelista
Mastered By – Matthew Agoglia

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