1. |
Joe Keery
05:14
|
|||
|
Is there anybody I can talk to?
That I can share ideas with;
That I can like just a little bit
But without the fabrication
Of mental destinations
That I need to escape to?
Is there anybody
I can relate to
Without them having false impressions
Of me and my emotions
and thinking that I’m rude?
The answer is no.
The answer is no
I won’t be someone else
I can’t make it up
And force someone to be upon my self
But I wish I was someone else
At least for a day
I wish I had a different name
An identity to blame
For the problems that I cause
But I’m stuck with what I’ve got
And it would probably just feel the same
You think you know me or them?
You don’t.
You’ve interpreted what you’ve seen
Pictures on your iPhone screen
That you’ve stared at for hours
And thought about in showers
Putting meaning and yourself into the scenes
You think they’re sexy
And they’re cute
And that they definitely would like you
They’d have no reason not to
Or at least that what you hope
But the fact is that they won’t
And they’ll go on with their lives
And they won’t know you…
The answer is no
I won’t be someone else
I can’t make it up and force someone to be upon myself
Is there anybody
That can ease me?
And that I can agree with without
Weighing everything I’m about?
But I feel the social pressure
And care about impressions
My method seems to be
Disengaging completely
Disengaging completely
The answer is no
I won’t be someone else
I can’t make it up and force
Someone to be upon my self
The answer is no
The answer is no
The answer is no
The answer is no
And I oughtta know
That’s the reason I’m all alone.
|
||||
2. |
Cheese
03:56
|
|||
|
I can’t say
whether you love me
But I will
And that’s ‘where this is going’
And you want me
But, obliviously,
I hold back
‘Cause there’s no true way of knowing
I want you
And you want me
But I can’t find out until this is over
And you stay out ‘til the wee hours
So you are not the ideal kind of sober
So say “cheese”
Say “cheese” and we’ll both die together
Time it spins me ‘round
I am upside down
But still never turning
So play house and pretend with me
‘Cause that last smile
It was my final warning
So say “cheese”
Say “cheese” and we’ll both die together
|
||||
3. |
Keep Off Dirigible Plums
03:51
|
|||
|
I know how you get every-other month
I know how you think that I am not fun
But I still see you every-other night
I still meet up when you wanna fight
I know how you think that I am not fun
I know how you think that I am not your one
But I still see you every-other night
I still meet up, hoping that you might
And this has gone on for way too long
But when it’s done you can come and find me
So please keep off dirigible plums
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to say anyway
But I still see you every-other night
I still meet up, hoping that you might
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to say anyway
And I know how you get every other month
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
What a bummer
I poured out my emotions
And nobody gave a shit
What a bummer
This is my endless summer
And I’m sitting here wasting it
What a bummer
What a bummer
What a bummer
This is all that I’ve got
What a shame
We all look the same
And we try to be something we’re not
What a shame
How soon this all came
If only I knew about
About….
What a bummer
What a bummer
What a bummer
This is my only shot
What a bummer
One leg’s shorter than the other
And I’m caught up in this relay race
What a bummer
I’m the grinning front cover
Everybody’s staring at my face
What a bummer
What a bummer
What a bummer
This is my only job
You be careful what you wish for
What a bummer
What a bummer
What a bummer
This is my only job
You be careful what you wish for
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
Who are they talking to?
Are we sure it isn’t me?
I used to go out with chicks like her
Way back in the day
One day those two are gonna get married
Believe me, I know what it’s like
I know what it’s like
I know what it’s like
Even though it hasn’t happened for a long, long time
I know what it’s like
I know what it’s like
To have to lie every night
And try to forget it
Just to avoid a fight
And you may think it’s good
And you may think it’s right
But she won’t be happy
She’ll just say “goodnight”
I know what it’s like
I know what it’s like
Even though it hasn’t happened for a long, long time
I know what it’s like
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
Hey don’t leave me
Please don’t go
I am here alone
And I can’t stand to hear it A—
Please don’t go
No one here I know
And I can’t tell the difference Be—
Please don’t go
I am here alone
And I can’t stand to hear it A—
Please don’t go
No one here I know
And I can’t stand to hear it again
Hey don’t leave me
Hey don’t leave me here
|
||||
7. |
Fer You
03:52
|
|||
|
I don’t care about the weather
We can stand here together
And I know it’s only four hours
But we haven’t spoken in forever
I don’t care about the weather
But I care enough to want you better
I care enough for you to get better
I don’t like you a whole lot
If I’m being truly real
Everything’s a problem for you
And I’ve never seen you deal
With anything
I don’t care about this Christmas sweater
But I care enough to want you better
I care enough for you to get better
And I dread the day I wake up to the news
That you opened up some veins
And turned them to reds from blues
And over the phone I’d hear the falling tears
From someone you claim to hate
At the age of twenty-two
I don’t care about your letter
But I care enough to want you better
I care enough for you to get better
And if you really think I got it better
We can trade places if you rather
Because I care enough to want you better
I care enough for you to get better
And I’m still here
|
||||
8. |
Where's John Wayne
04:08
|
|||
|
You called me up in bed
Weighing the odds of a rendezvous
At least I wish you did
I’d tell you that I didn’t want to
That I am happy now
And I’m a loser now
I have no future now
But how could you not see
All the self-inflicted bodily harm?
My life would pass me by
With a piece of paper under my arm
I wasn’t myself then
Just a selfish shell of a person
A fair-weather friend
I don’t want to see that worsen
But I am happy now
And I’m a loser now
I have no future now
and I don’t think I will ever see you again
But I am happy now
And I’m a loser now
I have no future now
|
||||
9. |
Dead Man, Smiling
03:04
|
|||
|
I like waking up at three o’clock
and staring into space
And earning my own money
and the time that I waste
I like knowing my emotions
and writing these stupid songs all day
And seeing friends and family
And my phonecalls with mom
And I like being alone
And I like falling in love
And I like being the somebody that somebody thinks of
I love the piles of trash
And my pounds of dirty clothes
And my dirt-covered bed
And my door that won’t close
I love knowing that I’m here
And I like being alive
Then forgetting what I’m doing
And remembering why
Like my guitars and amps and T-shirts
And my laptop and CD’s
And my headphones that I clamp around my head
To keep me
Tuned out of the world that I have to be
A part of sometimes
All the normal shit that I see
In my day-to-day life
It makes me happier now
I’m always smiling wide
So if you really rather I have a B.A.
Then I’d rather die
And I’d be a dead man smiling.
|
||||
If you like Team Chino, you may also like:
The latest from Ben Katzman is an old school metal shredfest that will exorcise your demons with killer riffs.
go to album
Each zodiac sign gets a theme song on Ben Katzman's latest record, featuring members of Illuminati Hotties, Potty Mouth, and Colleen Green.
go to album
If you love Judas Priest and shed tears over Eddie Van Halen, the latest shredder from Ben Katzman is for you.
go to album
Quarter Life Crisis
by Ben Katzman's DeGreaser
Ben Katzman's upcoming Colleen Green-produced LP brings fun back to guitar rock with authentic and heartfelt 80s style shredding.
go to album
We Bled To Shred
by Ben Katzman
KISS jams out in Zappa's "Joe's Garage" on this high-concept album about bringing speed metal back to the masses.
go to album
Echo Dancing
by Alejandro Escovedo
The legendary Alejandro Escovedo returns with another country-rock scorcher.
go to album
Sweet-and-sour pop hooks cozy up to massive grunge riffs on the Irish indie rockers' impassioned third LP.
go to album
