Mouthful of war
A Penn Station
Of manicures, beats and TV
A night and a day
A foot away
Affordable ways to agree
Floors furrowed with the grooves of needles melting under people's shoes
How they let anyone get stuck inside the track nobody choose
Still there's a lady with a baby in my heart
She wants to knock down mines, build power lines, she wants to
Against the machine
Cold ragin'
The pulley that lowers the sun
We're not engineers
Get out of here
Some days it's like nothing is fun
Showily planning perfect murders like it's nothing
While I'm still busy
Sticking unlit wooden matches 'tween the toes of sleeping prison guards
Who're happy in their mania when finally
We're discovered all wrapped up in linens in the park
credits
from Tight Little Ship,
released April 17, 2017
Lyrics by Sara Lautman, music by Tight Little Ship
Melodic post-grunge that eschews all of the negative connotations of that phrase and embraces all the positives: huge hooks, huge-r riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2023