I came into this world, with no cares at all
Now I got so many slowly taking their toll
My mama she said, better get yourself clean
There’s little chance you know
You're gonna make it in the scene
You better get a job working for the man everyday
Besides its silly, selling other people your pain
You better cut your hair short
Keep your face shaved
Put on a smile so you can get your pay
Do what will to get your thrills
But let it be known you owe your mama them bones
Its another day at my dead end job
I put on my mask and I go punch in the clock
When the night before I was out getting my kicks
Which explains why this morning, I’m looking like death
My boss he says you better get your shit together son
You're a dime a dozen,
there is hundreds others that'll do your job
So cut your hair short
Keep your face shaved
Put on a smile so you can get your pay
Do what will to get your thrills
When you’re on my time, boy your ass is mine
A few weeks later my girlie left me
She said I’m not the man that she thought I could be
Cause I lost my job, cause I didn’t care
And then I lost her cause I can’t make my rent
She said it’s over you slob
I think you probably should get some help
You know you're acting like a child, boy
Its time to grow up and be a man
That’s why my beard is full, my hair aint short
I lost my smile the day she walked out my door
But now I am free to just be me
And everybody knows that I own all of my bones
An tempestuous post-rock journey inspired by the existential threat of climate exchange, "Triumph & Disaster" overflows with grace and grit. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 9, 2019