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Old Red
03:18
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well i just wanna quit
i wanna go to sleep
cause i get so sick of it
i'm sick of this
i wanna sleep
cause this is over (over)
it's over...
i just want to sleep.
(i wanna sleep i wanna sleep tonight)
(i wanna sleep i wanna sleep tonight)
(i wanna sleep i wanna sleep tonight)
i just wanna sleep tonight
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2. |
Scout's Honor
02:51
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two thousand miles
and a printed face
i hung a painting of you
in my mind's better days
you had eyes
like a cat's cradle
and i felt the need to run
but i don't think i'm able
so lay me down
in a field of screams
standing proud, standing tall
but trembling like a leaf
spare no soul
spare no life
because i spared nothing
i just lost my time
just wanna lose myself to drink and smoke
before i get too young to be old
scout's honor!
i keep this weather
positioned on my mouth
and i keep you inside
don't want to let you out
because it's easy to pretend
not to have a hope
yeah it's easier then
to not get your heart broke
sack of monkeys in my pocket
my sister is ready to go
sack of monkeys in my pocket
my sister is ready to go
just wanna lose myself to drink and smoke
before i get too young to be old
scout's honor!
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Memorial
03:38
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last summer i was in love with a girl
now this summer i'm in love with another one
i hope next summer that i'm alone
cause i don't wanna be in love with anyone
last winter i just kept to myself
i didn't even wanna look in the mirror
i was so sick of looking at my face
this winter seems like it's gone on forever
i was such a nice boy
when i was 5 years old
i never broke a rule
and i did exactly as i was told
but now i'm all grown up
and i still wish that i was 5
and i hate all of these things
that only. make me. cry.
last summer i was in love with a girl
now this summer i'm in love with another one
i hope next summer that i'm alone
cause i don't wanna be in love with anyone
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Sunset
02:25
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(well, how's florida?
cause i can't live on nothing anymore)
and i've been dreaming of a woman who's far away
with red on her hand and i swear each day
i can't forget
you gave me my heart, you gave me my voice,
you gave me a choice
about my life
you gave me dreams, you gave me dreams,
and i don't want you to ever stop dreaming of me
cause i dream of you
this song was recorded in a dark basement,
without your face to guide me
i thought you knew that
and you're so goddamn pretty
you're so goddamn beautiful
that i can't ever forget
(i change these lyrics practically every time i sing them, don't be surprised)
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5. |
Happy Birthday
02:58
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i can't sleep
anymore than you can dream
no i can't sleep
but don't worry bout me oh no
cause i am livin
yeah i am alive
i've got visions
to keep in my vacant eyes
to see you
to see you
to see you walk away
to a better life
but i'll remember
when you stayed up all night
just to sing me
happy. birthday.
***********
so talk talk talk
but don't open your mouth
cause it hurts so bad
when all that comes out
is wishes and hopes
for holding hands
and hikes uphill
like toes in the sand
cause i don't
wanna wish anymore
wanna hope anymore
if you're not here
so i'll drink
myself to darkness
and replay in my head
you singing happy. birthday.
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cause i don't know
how to live my life without you
it's impossible
impossible
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7. |
Sunrise
05:51
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here i am! there you are! this is us! we are a universe apart, but all I can crave lately is your touch, your finger on my collarbone, my lips on your chin, my cheek to your skin. i imagine the feel would be completely, intolerably, wonderfully, fantastically electrifying. I know you may not know as much, but the very thought of your touch would send chills down my spine, would send me places I’m not sure exist, hazy places, highest heights, and give shivers that not even cold chill on a sweet spine could produce. I’d never ask to slow down, never ask for anything less exciting then the hope of you, the wait for you, the fucking want for you. i am excited, alive, and craving more. this may not be what you expect, the seven months may tend to be repetitive, you may say there’s nothing more to say, but there are days where i feel like this, and oh my god, this is incredible. I want to write you poetry! Write you songs! Lyrics I’d never sing, but pretend were just poetry! I want to set things to music for you, show you how you’ve brought a dulled line into this world again, a steady beep beep beep (have i had too much sugar? am I having a heart attack?) that you could feel, beating between my breasts, beating in my chest - no, more than beating, it’s exploding, boom boom boom, like a twenty gasoline-carrying mac truck on the highway pileup after somebody throws a lit match at it and the entire world is on fire. This is a heat, a fire, and sometimes it dulls, but sometimes, it roars.
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