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Local TV News at 10
02:26
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It hurts sometime
Not all of the time, but most of the time
Splitting the difference between how it fucked you
And how its fucked up
Well it hurts sometimes
Out on the school yard, on local TV
They're saying his name, you're biting your tongue
And in the glass trophy case
His photo shines down
When he took his own life
Was he thinking of you with regret?
Cause how touched you, they don't know
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2. |
Clair 1
01:18
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Well I saw you on that July night
It was a truck stop, it was a red light
A few miles from I-57
And I felt so pretty
So climbed on to your wheeler
You took me on the road, you took me up north
Spent the night in a motel on the boarder of Kansas and Oklahoma
I felt so pretty
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3. |
Clair 2
02:14
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All the way from Mercer County to jail
You held my hand
You made me feel like I wasn't going away for two years
Or thirteen months with good behavior
You made me feel...
You made me think, remember that night
We took a picnic blanker down the dirt path by your house
You made me feel like nothing in life could ever hurt me
Or there was a god or someone above me
Saying "Hey Clair, its okay"
But not now that don't feel real...
But your hand on the drive from Mercy County
Up to the next County's jail
Well that feels real
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4. |
Three Days In
01:28
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You met him online on a D&D forum
Played a few campaigns and you sorta got to know him
Commenting lead to messaging each other
Talking about your lives and then one thing lead to another
Started sending pics and having phone sex
Its not the romance of the century but it feels nice
Few weeks in asked if he'd like to see you
To your surprise he replied that he'd love to
You drove out watched the wheels hit the tarmac
He's not a real looker but he sure makes you feel nice
Three days in that you told him about your father
First guy that you told who didn't make you feel like a bother
He listened to you cry and he held you so tight
Always sorta knew you'd get married that night
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When I see my coworkers in the elevator
I wanna die on the Park Street escalator
Same stupid smile every day
Every day and every day and every day
Focus on your friends you’ll feel okay for a while
Try not to feel bad your band is not as good as Pile
There’s no sold out shows on the horizon
Just whatever bills you’ll scrape together at O’Brien’s
When I see my coworkers in the elevator
(its four block hop from my apartment to the Davis stop)
When I see my coworkers in the elevator
I wanna die
Focus on your friends you’ll feel okay for a while
Try not to feel bad your band is not as good as Pile
There’s no sold out shows on the horizon
Just whatever bills you’ll scrape together at O’Brien’s
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6. |
My Body is the Bull
02:52
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Walking out of Mariposa behind a stranger
His hips moved so softly, he walked so smoothly
I trailed him by half a block, just to see the way he walked
I trailed him by at least a block, just to see the way he walked
And I wanna be so delicate
I wanna be that smooth
I wanna be so graceful
When I move
But I am looming and I am loamy
I kick the dirt and concrete
In indiscriminate brute force
because my body is the bull
And everything’s the China shop
Oh I wanna be graceful
I wanna be delicate
Oh I wanna be graceful
I wanna be feminine
But my body is the bull
And everything’s China shop
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