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Happy New Years Babe
03:20
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When you said those cruel words
On the steps of the church
You kicked me like the dirt
You stole my Pixies shirt
Well I’m back in town
Yeah I’m back in town
This is my town now
It’ll hit you like dynamite
My bohemian meteorite
When I shine under nightclub skies
And perfume lights
Happy new years babe
Happy new years babe
Did you see me on Page Six?
Did it make you completely sick
I can even talk politics
With the best of em’
Oh what a gorgeous life
I live while you watch the Price is Right
And you dream of a paradise
I got 10 of em’
Happy new years babe
Happy new years babe
The trash fills the street
And the wolves of wall street howl
I’m back on my feet
While you’re still on the prowl
You’re reign it’s complete
It’s my turn to wear the crown
So get outta my town
This is my town now
So get outta my town
I don’t care how
Happy new years babe
Happy new years babe
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I went to the beach
With Alix and Charlie
We went swimming
And talked about the party
You’re in Norway
And I’m in my body
I use my phone
To tell you that I’m sorry
It’s just my job
Makes me feel so stupid
I wanna swap
Somebody else into it
Spread the sunscreen on
And turn the stereo up
Drinking warm Tecate
From a blue solo cup
Read a book and take a look around
Pretty young girls
Oceans of sound
Pretty young girls
Oceans of sound
It’s so annoying
When you’re not around
Pretty young girls
Oceans of sound
It’s so annoying
When you’re not around
Pretty young girls
Oceans of sound
It’s so annoying
When you’re not around
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3. |
Mary Anne
05:48
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8am
It’s Monday morning again
A shower cleans off my dirty skin
I run to catch the train
Spilling coffee in the rain
This town just ain’t the same
Since I dropped that acid yesterday
I wanna be in a band
Dating my ex-girlfriend
I wanna hold her hand
I want her to want me to hold her hand
Oh Mary Anne
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Can we start again?
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Can we move to France?
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
While we still can
Always said that this would happen to ya
While we still can
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
While we still can
Roll the dice
You don’t get to be 20 twice
I never follow the right advice
High as hell on a date
A hangover hangs on my face
Some sexual dreams I have
Most of the sex I get to have is pretty bad
I got a job I hate
Everyday from 10 to 8
My soul is in outer space
In a text I sent out on the fire escape
Oh Mary Anne
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Can we start again?
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Can we move to France?
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
While we still can
Always said that this would happen to ya
While we still can
While we still can
While we still can
What do you mean you can’t?
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
The second the sun hits the ground
I’m gonna pound some liquor down
The teenager in me drowned
When I started hanging out downtown
Hey green eyes where are you from?
I want the taste of your tongue on my tongue
Let’s get naked and have fun
And try to feel like we’re 21
When I really felt like I loved someone
But when I graduated she was done
In the breeze
I wonder what her life has become
Oh Mary Anne
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Oh Mary Anne
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Can we do it again?
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
I don’t wanna be friends
Always said that this would happen to ya
Now you’re gonna feel like I never knew ya
Baby I’m your man
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Newspapers in
You're older than you've ever been
October night
Slowly mixing beer and gin
Route 22
To the mall
To anywhere worth going
In Palmer park
After dark
Fog crawls back in
A new shirt and a tie
Suns and stars and years go by
You never ask why
She takes a rest
In the rocking chair praying outside
Hand on her chest
Sucking down another Camel Light
You pretend to sleep
Wide awake long after saying goodnight
Rememberin'
The forgotten paintings you've been in
A new shirt and a tie
Suns and stars and years go by
You never ask why
We barely scrape by
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On a Saturday
I went out looking for a sweetheart
Down at the Union Pool
Where I met a girl that drew some street art
She had Timberlands
And a neon orange beanie
She wore pajama pants
That had a stain from a cheese panini
She drank lemonade
And her hair smelled like flowers
She only bought things fair trade
She surfed the internet for hours
Reading articles
Ask her a question she’s got the answer
Tiny particles
She’s afraid of getting cancer
She’s my Bushwick girl
She’s my Bushwick girl
A suburban kid
Her mom and dad still live there
They pay most of her rent
She’s got a few more months on their health care
She likes dancing
To 90’s hip-hop and disco
She loves eating
She wants to move to San Francisco
She’s my Bushwick girl
She’s my Bushwick girl
She’s my Bushwick girl
She’s my Bushwick girl
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Joan
03:49
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Secretly Joan
Whispers on the phone
Glued to that thing
When she’s home alone
And through her strange days
Of filling ash trays
Her high school friends
Were secretly gay
And when JFK died
America cried
But Joanie just lied
At the beach
She got drunk at the mall
With her ex-boyfriend Paul
Made out in the changing stall in Macy’s
The Vietnam war and her grocery store
Couldn’t mean any less on a packed dance floor
Joanie wants to kiss a man
With a gun in his hand
She’s tired of the horses
She’s sick of the sand
Her friends draped up in lace
Couldn’t make it anywhere but this place
Neckin’ in a line of Chevrolets
Outside a bar
It’s a sweet seventeen
For a disappearing queen
Her youth is vanishing
Au revoir
Tonight she saw her mom cry
Through the windows outside
Her childhood fried like tar
And then Joanie saw him
Come in
A black leather jacket
He split the lines up
And snorted
A bright white substance
And they began to dance
He took off her pants
An eternal trance
In love in Paris, France
She’s not a kid anymore
She’s not a kid anymore
She threw that shit in a drawer
Now she gets the spins
And throws up on everything
And passes out leanin’ on the front door
And she’ll wake up to the sound
Of her head hitting the ground
And she’ll wake up to the sound
Of her head hitting the ground
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Lately I have found you sleepin’ on the ground
You’re making new sounds
When we’re in bed rolling around
And you wanna go into town
But I don’t wanna go out
Livin’ with me
You seem happy
We climb up trees
You wanna get married
And you wanna go into town
Well I don’t wanna go out anymore
When we’re done
Blood red suns will set on the T.V.
Gazing over Tennessee
I think I just saw Emily
Lying naked next to me
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8. |
Phoebe's Lips
06:25
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Mikey can’t get hard
Unless he goes too far
And says
Something really smart
That proves he’s smarter than you are
He didn’t used to be like this
When we were poppin’ zits
Punching the stupid wind
Back home to Michigan
Where we used to live
When he was just a kid
When it was all so easy
One more kiss
From Phoebe’s lips
On the bathroom graffiti
Now
Now
She was his valentine
Her hands across his spine
Below the Wal-Mart sign
During the summer time
At night on the train tracks
They fucked like maniacs
Babe when we graduate
We’re never comin’ back
To where we used to live
When he was just a kid
When it was all so easy
One more kiss
From Phoebe’s lips
On the bathroom graffiti
Now
Now
Now
Now
Now
When Mikey moved away
Phoebe had to stay
She still sends him e-mails
To let him know
She’s okay
She’s got a new boyfriend
Mikey’s got a nicotine addiction
But he’s gonna win her back
He’s gonna be young again
Where we used to live
When he was just a kid
When it was all so easy
One more kiss
From Phoebe’s lips
On the bathroom graffiti
Now
Now
Now
Now
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The Internet
03:39
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Check the computer
For some trace of danger
That you can read about
In your underwear
Send a lewd email
To the boys from East Hills
And let em‘ know
You wanna be there
You wish you could be back there
Read a term paper
Write a short prayer
Look up the history
Of M.C. Escher’s stairs
Porn on call
Pink Floyd’s The Wall
A picture of your sister
At the Franklin Mills mall
The internet is a big clear wall
The internet connects us all
The internet is a black hole
Use it for work
Spy on a jerk
That you live to be more successful than
Digital paintings
Violin strings
Most things wouldn’t happen without its hands
Chatting with girls who claim to be X-Men
Selling your dad’s wedding ring
Videos of rappers with expensive things
Bus tickets home from Barton Springs
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Paint cans and family names
Ex-boyfriends, old apartments
Photographs you took today
Trying to not forget
European girls at clubs in Midtown
Smoking cigarettes
Another birthday
Your sister is insane
The flashes on her face
Old shoes and eyeglass frames
The past is a present now
Moonlight through windowpanes
So come on let's go swimming now
At the beach
In the dark, hot night
Taking a leak by the BQE and
The sound of your own name
As you speak
Your shoes and pants halfway on
Drunkenly asleep
You think to yourself now
Biking home in the rain
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It’s a cold day
Why’d you wake up?
It’s a cocaine binge
After the break up
Your face smeared with her make up
And her high heels dangle on the bed
You woke up and wished you were dead
It’s a hard life in the city
And it’s a harder life in the prettier
Parts of the country you live in
You hold on to whatever kin
That keeps on breathin’ in
That keeps you from driftin’
Like paper in the wind
Heaven or hell
You smell your mother’s smell
Oxygen runs out
You scream
You shout
Your time here is done now
It’s a hot night in the backyard
And air conditioned cars and bars
Women catch ya as they pass
You can’t stop pissin’ in your grass
Cause your grass never fights back
Swimmin’ in the pitch black
Darkness of the smoke stacks
You watch your life in reverse
You speak in familiar nouns and verbs
You’re waitin’ for this life to end
You don’t want
Time to mend
You wanna start again
You want a new best friend
Lovers in a dead end
Heaven or hell
You smell your mother’s smell
Oxygen runs out
You scream
You shout
Your time here is done now
You came in
You’ll go out
You believe
And you doubt
The things you couldn’t live without
But the prayers that you pray
Continue to breathe now
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12. |
Wipe Out
04:20
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At a gastropub
By Baby’s All Right
I’m hanging out with a high school friend tonight
I wanna catch up and hear
What he’s been up to
I wanna tell him about the things I do
He moved to Oregon
During Sophomore year
He’s a Christian now
And he grew a beard
I edit TV shows
And write some songs
It’s comforting to know
We still get along and we
Talk about
What it’s like to wipe out
And how we’re figuring things out
It’s how we like to kill the time
He dated a girl that he met at his job
He broke it off cause he didn’t think it was love
I’m scared about the Antarctic ice caps
But I stopped having panic attacks
And I tell him about this book I read
Oh yeah man I think I’ve heard of it
We complain about how old we are
Then we split the bill
Even on two cards and we
Talk about
What it’s like to wipe out
And how we’re figuring things out
It’s how we like to kill the time
It’s how we like to kill the time
It’s how we like to kill the time
It’s how we like to kill the time
And we talk about
What it’s like to wipe out
And how we’re figuring things out
It’s how we like to kill the time
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13. |
Let's Make Out
05:28
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Can I buy you a beer?
Or do you just wanna get outta here?
We can leave our friends blacked out at the bar
Your place or mine?
Whatever you want is fine
Can I smoke cigarettes in your car?
And in the darkness on your couch
With nothing left to talk about
Eyes and teeth and tongues in mouths
Let's make out
Let's make out
Put your hands through my hair
And strip me down to my underwear
I hope I don't feel overweight
I forget where I am
And for a moment we're in love again
And for a moment I can't remember your name
And in the darkness on your couch
With nothing left to talk about
Eyes and teeth and tongues in mouths
Let's make out
Let's make out
Out
Out
Out
Out
Out
Out
Out
In the darkness
On your couch
And with nothing left to talk about
Eyes and teeth and tongues in mouths
Let's make out
Let's make out!
Let's order take out!
Let's make out!
Let's order take out!
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