Don't tell me your name
There's so many more just like you
It's all been the same
Since me and my woman were through
We met yesterday
We drank til my money was gone
She asked me to stay
Lit a candle but she fell asleep
Down, down the drain
Where does it go?
What was her name?
The time that I spent with you doesn't mean anything now
So why did you come here?
Were you looking for the same thing as me?
To hand me your number
Thinking I could be anyone else
You're up by the jukebox
Misty-eyed with a drink in your hand
I'd like to forget this
Cheap love I just don't understand
Gastral ultrasound. 9-year labourfall. A gizzard-pearl lain amongst the kidney rocks. Sweet swiss-cheese table; the epoxy a gravelly gunge. In other words: some of it I like, some of it less so. jawmyr
Gnarly punk rock from the Philadelphia duo is unhinged in the best way, an in-the-red sonic assault a la Motorhead/Stooges. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 9, 2024