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Death of a Party Girl

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Pretty Boys 02:46
If it were up to me I’d turn you into a stone and turn the lights down low for effect and i’d steal your cigarettes and i’d be softer than i am through cigarette smoke and if anybody sees ill say i did it as a joke so but how about his loneliness he gets it from his mom 100 dollars for his haircut but a smile from god and when he touches you you’ll wonder how he keeps his hands so soft he got some money from his grandma guess he’ll never have a job Oh pretty boy Don’t speak You pretty boys Are only good for one thing But anyways that isn’t even what i meant to say i meant to sing a song to you to make you fall asleep so you wouldn’t have to talk to you and you wouldn’t talk to me but i could lay on top of you and soak in all your heat don’t let them catch you crying boy if it didn’t really hurt she took a drink to jog her memory but it didn’t really work she meant to sing a song but couldn’t memorize the words she only knew the chorus she had to mumble through the verse Oh pretty boy Don’t think You pretty boys Are only good for one thing
She said come over there’s nobody home I went over there was nobody home But her light was on Her light was on And i’m not as drunk as i seem Still I stood out there in the street Throwing stones at her window Like i saw somebody do on TV 7 days til sunday She said come over there’s nobody home She said I know that’s what i told you before But here in New York you don’t need excuses to dress like a girl Sex drugs and deceit I guess she’s not as frail as she seems I pushed as hard as i could But she said that’s ok because that’s the way that i like it 7 days til sunday She said come over cuz everyone’s here And i’m glad she had to make that clear Smoking cigs on her roof Laughing at the people on the train cuz they’re not like us But I lost the drugs and I stayed too long I got drunk and made fun of her band But thank god it was sunday and there’s more than just one way To ruin a one night stand 7 days til sunday
Blue Hair 03:37
She asked me how to be funny But that’s not something you can teach What seemed so blue in the sunlight By the night was a pale green And I tried to hold her But it didn’t really last long And she’s getting older I guess she’s gotta cut her blue hair off She asked me if she was pretty Well it’s clear that the girl’s a fraud There’s really no way of winning If in their eyes you’ll always be a dumb blonde And she cried over nothing So there was nothing I could do to stop Her from cutting Her beautiful blue hair off It looked like cotton candy And just as quick to get licked away Last I heard she was living With a boy who acts his age And I guess I’ll just miss her Even though she isn’t even really gone But things are just different Ever since she cut her blue hair off
Lonely Girls 02:55
From the moment that he looked at you and walked your way Until the second when you knew there’d be no second date Maybe your heart felt fine it was your head that ached But still you kissed him in the sprinklers but it felt like rain But So what I guess you’ll always be some lonely girl And if you fall in love You’ll still be living in this lonely world And from the moment when he said something and made you laugh Until he was kind enough to let you know that it wouldn’t last But still you laid there in his arms after you’d swore you’d leave Hair blowing from the ceiling fan but it felt like a breeze
Drift Down 03:13
Face it kid She never really did And everything you said Fell like spit into her drink And while you were sleeping She was lying there awake Just wondering how long it would take Till she could get back to her place And find some other cloud To drift on Face it babe Boys were made to fly away No matter what they say They’ll lie right to your face And while they were flying You were standing on a chair Just wondering how you could get up there And bed an angel in mid air Then drag it to the ground And drift on And drift down
Cynical One 03:22
I like looking at your eyes Playing piano and staring out your window In the middle of the night From your house on the hill I was hoping that you wouldn’t forget me But I know you will So don’t go around saying There’s no such thing as love You can’t go trading me places Don’t forget that I am the cynical one Wine and roses are fine But I like the harder stuff And I can still remember When too much was never enough
As the sun sets on sunset It reflects against a can wet with condensation His baby left She’s going back to school again And learning fifty ways to kill the conversation Cuz if you can’t be good You drink in the name of art And as the sun sets on sunset again The stars come out so it don’t get dark On the king of echo park Now she’s playing pool At the little joy Just a little drunk She sees her little boy And as they smoked outside She wondered how long she’d have to wait Until it wouldn’t be too soon To take him back to her place Cuz if you can’t go home With the one you love you go home with someone And it’s never too soon and it’s never too late Cuz when you’re royalty babe You never have to work And he’s the king of echo park Now he’s walking home In the very same clothes As the night before Except you'd never know And all the girls he’s bagged They just can’t stay mad They just wave their hands at no ordinary jerk But who’s afraid of a little cliche As he sipped ice tea in the palm tree shade And as he looked around and everything was right But as he closed his eyes he dreamt he was in New York The King of Echo Park
Baby baby when you make your escape Make sure that you do it at the right time of day In the middle of the night a moment of grace As she hits every green light from here to LA Your friends blew your cover As sluts turn to mothers And the legendary lovers get sick of one another As dreams turn to day dreams And punks learn to behave But don’t worry about me babe I’ll never change How many platitudes can you say In the time that it takes for beauty to fade Sedentary fireworks going bad Like pouring out a bottle of gin on a drowning man Shiny new fighter jets getting strafed on the deck For every insolent b boy who tripped and landed on his neck Untameable stallions that got turned into glue But don’t worry about me babe Cuz i worry about you Yes i do
I dreamt that I screwed every stupid actress in LA I dreamt that I was holding them and told them it'd be ok It's not easy being famous anyways So famous people say Cuz everyone that you meet just wants to screw ya And you can't complain And it's a shame she'd be a queen back in Rhode Island Now she waits in line with the other sad cliches And Besides she's really not so sexy and wild That was just the part she had to play I dreamt that I saved every stupid actress in LA And every aging waitress who gave it up And had to change back her name They floated out of every coke fueled party Every over priced cafe But that was just some dream I had And when I woke up nothing changed Even though she don't have grace like Greta Garbo Even though she don't have eyes like Clara Bow That leather glove could pluck you from the huddled mass tomorrow And toss you through a gilded puff of smoke I dreamt that I was every stupid actress in LA I dreamt it that you meant it when you said that You would come and see my play You sat there and you watched me And you thought it was pretty good for a pretty face And wondered if I had to sell Would it get bought or just thrown away The statue of infamy it gazes down inside us From its perch up there in the Hollywood Hills Give me your crazy and your desperate and your beautiful but inspired I'll give them glamor give them thrills And to me there's nothing sad about a dream She screamed as she swan dove from a pearly white H Those nobodies back home they only dream while they're asleep Not you and me babe we keep ours through the day
She was sexy she was sweet Running barefoot in the street Sipping wine out of a flask Drinking vodka by the glass Yeah she used to knock em back As fast as they would line them up Still sexy but she's sad And the headaches coming on Only dancing out of habit She doesn't recognize the song How can the nights be getting long When time feels like it's speeding up She used to crush the pill right between her fingers It used to kill the feeling but now the feeling lingers And she did the drugs for fun But now she does them just to stay up Incognito at the bar She could tell he was a star by the way he wore his baseball cap Slung low across his eyes While beauties live and die These playboys stay forever young Which handsome stylish rake Puts his hands around her waist As she stumbles up the stairs In a state of perfect grace They would hold her just to hold her But now it's cuz she can't stand up Running for the pleasure Wearing down the flesh And she has to go to sleep now When she used to go to bed Eyes closed because she felt it But now it's cuz she can't wake up


"Her hair was unkempt, frazzled, as though she'd been trying to tear it out by the roots, and her face seemed shapeless, blank. But maybe it was the distance or the strange light, because as she came towards me, moving coldly, disdainfully, yet dreamily, not as a body but as shifting shimmering light, she seemed to grow in stature and her years dropped away. She walked like a good politician, simulating dignity, self-assurance, humility. Already practicing probably for the last walk to follow."

-The Public Burning


released May 8, 2018

All the song were produced by Brad Petering.

And were mixed and mastered by Jason Wyman.

The song "Cynical One" is based around a sample of "Song to the Magic Frog" by the band Sagittarius. Written by the late great Curt Boettcher and Michelle O'Malley. Thanks to Irwin Chusid of Railroad Town Music for helping and being kind.

The Song "Drift Down" incorporates elements of a song of the same name by a group called "Snow Mantled Love" A great band that never got their fair due.

The song "Death of a Party Girl" uses a sample of the song "New Tomorrow" by the Legendary Pink Dots. Used here with the generous permission of lead dot Edward Ka-Spel.

Additional vocals were provided by Molly Raney, who performs as "Poppet" and is worth checking out. (poppet.bandcamp.com)

Even more additional vocals were provided by Lydia Fothergill.


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