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Wave Runner
04:58
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Mama said that I was a silhouette/ those Texas tumbleweeds aren't catching on me, better yet/ I am still finding out just what it means to be/ to run, to run, to run down these wayward dreams/ I sit on 8th street with my head held high/ watching all of the people as they go by/ they've all got the same judgmental look on their faces/ I know just what they're thinking, what a waste, dead weight, so I go get stoned/ I don't watch tv and I don't read national newspapers or tabloid magazines/ they think we're too stupid to understand what's going on/ they think we're too distracted to know that something's fucking wrong/ I keep my head low and my spirits free/ smoke so I don't forget the importance of my humanity/ if someone asked me which painted face I'd place/ in charge of guarding my freedom I'd say I don't need them, they're all a waste, dead weight, so I'll go alone.
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Danger! Danger!
04:37
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God damn the cigarettes they set my lungs on fire/ god damn the smile she gets with the flick of a lighter/ my skin is laid out flat and all my bones/ are mashed up in a bag with all your sticks and stones/ danger! danger!/ big cat got your tongue and you don't know what to do/ one word might just make a big fool out of you/ don't go and sink your teeth in someone else's skin/ unless you want to know how much trouble you're really in/ danger! danger!/ send all your ravens away with letters to your lovers/ watch how the night owl prays using darkness as it's cover/ don't go and burn it down, up and lose your wick/ unless you want to know how the world got so fucking sick/ danger! danger!
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Love On Me
05:42
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Awake in a dream not is all as it seems, you say you've felt this way before/ like daughters and sons running after their young heart's desires all the while the wise and slow/ watch you turn back to back, divided so frail and thin/ hear the wind crack your skeletons/ the way you're moving tells me there's no harm in where we're going/ oh please don't you prove me wrong/ you know that I have felt this way before/ so lover don't lead me astray/ this time it's you that I adore/ better call me in the morning/ so I know it's not a dream/ I should take my own advice but so it seems/ that I can't tell the difference the difference between/ the loved and the loveless so come and love on me/ siren in head no surprise that we'd meet/ yet still I'll swoon inside your song/ the waves crashing in smell like salt and sin/ the firmament of skin enticing me/ the way you're moving tells me there's no harm/ lover in where we're going/ oh please don't you prove me wrong/ better call me in the morning/ so I know it's not a dream/ I should take my own advice but so it seems/ that I can't tell the difference the difference between/ the loved and the loveless so come and love on me.
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Sail Away
04:29
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Sail away my love to sea/ don't worry about me/ the wind will carry my name/ maybe to you/ my love is not for the sun to decide/ somedays it likes to hide in clouds of weathered grey/ maybe I'll stay/ oh love, you know I'm not one to be like this/ but does another kiss not mean as much to you?/ to you/ she's the hardest one to sum/ she falls in love with everyone/ there is not room for all of the people I adore/ I am sure
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Our Town
04:48
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The summer was heating up and you were calling out calling out my name/ making me happier than I was just yesterday/ the winter was cold and long always digging in, digging in my heels/ making in up in a new town on nothing but two wheels/ though you still can't shake the feeling that you're fading away/ friends back home aren't the same as they were yesterday/ the places you've stayed, maybe I'm the one that changed/ some say it feels like dying but you won't see me crying about it/ because 21 ain't much fun unless you're soaking up your funds, not much soda in my rum/ sitting around those smoking bars always living just to get shit off our chest/ we'll say the hell with the rest of them, they don't know what we've invested in/ everybody's got a place, they talk about leaving any day now, big talk of leaving our town/ big talk of leaving our town/ the sun was losing it's gusto and I'm turning with, turning with the wind/ had never pained for the plains from which I came until then/ keep waking up from cold sweat dreams always tearing at, tearing at the sheets/ green eyes I tried to forget you but you're haunting me in my sleep/ it's been years since I've seen you, yeah there's nothing I can say or do/ to take me back to a time when there was something I could do for you/ I'll lay in bed all day and watch the memories play away/ some days it feels like dying but you won't see me crying about it/ 21 ain't much fun unless you're soaking up your funds, not much soda in my rum/ sitting around those smoking bars always living just to get shit off our chest/ we'll say the hell with the rest of them, they don't know what we've invested in/ everybody's got a place, they talk about leaving any day now, big talk of leaving our town/ big talk of leaving our town
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Passenger
05:35
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Showed up to the bar at half past midnight/ everybody is drowning in red wine/ their faces flushed the color of their drinks/ bodies moving without thinking/ I've been tying up all of my excuses/ trying to round up all of the loose ends/ you called when I least expected/ what am I doing here with you/ if you were calling out I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it/ if you were reaching out I didn't feel it, I didn't feel it/ If you were falling down, I'm sorry, I am not a passenger/ your body is a temple I cannot see/ cannot handle contents responsibly/ this is no sitcom laughing matter I'm miles away from you/ I've been stuck staring at my own two shoes/ trying to separate the space between farce and truth/ your body it shot straight through me/ what am I doing here with you/ if you were calling out I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it/ if you were reaching out I didn't feel it, I didn't feel it/ If you were falling down, I'm sorry, I am not a passenger
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When I was younger and my mother tucked me in/ roll over as dark crept in/ and wait for the creatures inside of my head to start up again/ over and over they toiled through me/ drown it out now with smoke and drink staring at the walls barely blinking/ the years are gaining on me now and I've nothing to show but disagreement/ some care too much that I could care less/ maybe that's the difference between us/ I don't worry about the world because the world don't worry about me/ just give it some time and maybe you'll find yourself running back to the bushes, back to the trees/ kings will sit on their riches and the poor will go on hungry/ I'll still be searching for something/ just to get me by as the pieces are coming unglued/ the world is coming undone/ the world is coming undone/ still working at a job I hate making just enough to pay the bills and sedate myself/ my mental health is falling faster than a bombshell in a brothel/ so tired of the daily charade/ play along so that I can go home and hate myself/ all for a few cents acquired wealth/ it ain't worth it to me/ I write songs but nobody is listening/ paint the walls but it just ain't the sistine/ juggle all my dreams in front of someone for anything oh/ this collar is killing me/ every way that I stretch almost tears at the seams and I'm afraid that my dreams will be dead at the scenes by the time that I get there/ kings will sit on their riches and the poor will go on hungry/ I'll still be searching for something/ just to get me by as the pieces are coming unglued/ the world is coming undone/ the world is coming undone/ the world is coming undone/ but girls just want to have fun.
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Coastlines
04:52
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There are coastlines crashing and calling out my name, somewhere around Maine, or maybe Washington/ west coast is best but the east is bigger, neither clearer to take me away/ girl I've been thinking just how nice it would be, to take a couple of cds, and maybe a bottle to the beach/ lay in the sand, throw caution to the wind/ pile up with blankets and not look up till sunrise/ this town seems still and the lights on all the buildings seem hazy and surreal to me as rain falls on the square/ I'm walking stoned just finding my way home/ to sober up alone and wait through morning/ girls outnumber three to one, and I still can't find someone to take me on the run and chase after them/ but you dance so well as Mighty Mountain swelled/ confetti rose and fell as our feet left the floor/ oh take me back to those nights/ where with the bottles we were wrecking ourselves/ oh take me back to where that fun was held/ don't let me fall asleep
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Monkey Business
03:21
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A man comes face to face with another man running another dead man's race/ their eyes are electrified between the beaten broken wall/ their son's are asking "father, why oh why do you even bother?"/ meanwhile the boys in blue are creeping in the shadows/ her skin is made of plastic/ eyes and legs of pure black magic/ nobody cares to tell her blouse is coming undone/ professional and violent, her sex is swift and silent/ she wouldn't dare leave behind any witnesses oh/ I am not part of that monkey business/ I am not part of that monkey business no, no/ I am not part of that monkey business/ I am not part of that monkey business/ their faces stuffed with cocaine, chasing after money and fame/ a trophy wife decked in white, but she ain't an angel/ he likes the way that it feels when she bends and twists at his will/ and she would rather put a bullet in his brain/ its never consensual or loving/ both their bodies bruised and bloody/ he yells at her while she wishes she could say what she feels/ instead she'll drain the cognac/ maybe one day the bastard will have a heart attack/ and she could drown all her problems in his dirty money/ I am not part of that monkey business/ I am not part of that monkey business no, no/ I am not part of that monkey business/ I am not part of that monkey business/
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