Sometimes you can't fight the powers that be
You end up sleeping on your bathroom floor
But with the late april showers and the 4 am breeze
At least you got a place thats dry and warm
You got ahead of yourself and now your taking the toll
I'll sit here indian style and sing you screeching weasel
all complications aside, your just a sick animal
So lay your head where it leads you.
Sometimes I like to think theres a place we all go
Its filled with chocolate milk and chips ahoy
And with a good attitude we'll be kickin' it soon
and taking shots with walt disney
I called my mom today but it wasn't too nice
she said "thanks for the call, now get a grip on your life"
I said I'm trying so hard its just moving so fast
These kinds of things scare me shitless
and all of the while,
I've got a friend on the floor, and i won't leave until he's counting sheep
and in his bed nice and warm
and all the barf is clean.
I promise you'll wake with a smile, cause it happens to me once in a while
I'll sing you songs til you can open your eyes, hold up your head, and tell me your fine.
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024