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Sitting Shotgun to a Statue

by A Paper Cup Band

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1.
I've been bad and you've been good mind reflectory skinny dip the yellow page school directory you're like a desert dial tone pressed thirsty digits into the phone I want you water droplet water water water I'm a stone, a dry ravine You're a tower cloud Lightening bolt's electric air Wet my soil down. Oh early sparrow. Honey dew. Open the narrow, and let me through
2.
I've got crows, on all sides She'd press charges, but she lies. Indecision has no cure. And with subtle excuses we went through the year Shovel to cheek, hammer to screw We were just doing what And our love, as a field. Turn it over like a wheel To get function out of slack A ship in your bottle, and dart in my back Leak in your glass, stubbing a toe You were just going cause you had to go Say my name it's a sore. Hit the mattress scratch the floor Repetition has a que A stick in the mud like a stone in the stew Mumble the lines, ash in the tray. I never said the things that I'm supposed to say.
3.
Party Dog 02:15
I feel just like the only dog inside a party room. Drunk attention fades there's nothing left to do. You say I'm missing out. But apparently so are you. Monochrome and glazey-eyed, Your conversations are a sad sad songs i've learned. I'm walking on a plank and the blind-folds on first mate. Had my jimmy flopped got sex on the first date Was propositioned by some trash turned tumbleweeds Hollow couch potato sighs, your aspirations are a sad sad song I've learned
4.
Pulled the sheets made my bed found my cleanest pair of pants and toasted bread tied your handkerchief onto lamppost mannequin cause your already gone again Dug a trench with a moving box poured your things inside just like whiskey on the rocks I didn't drink it but I gave it to a friend cause your already gone again The lens was scuffed with residue in the picture the was something next to you like a teenage fad or a diet trend cause your already gone
5.
Thermose 02:31
Oh I might as well carry a thermose, cause the waters I'm drinking is just pissing out my ends, and I try and find everythings purpose cause you'll write me a letter and call me a friend. Oh I'm sea-sick and supple with envy, cause his hands are now touching the place I once was. Oh if only once more you could lend me, and release me from this brain lack luster fuzz. When the morning comes I am creaking, my knees make a hiss and I don't kiss the ground I am banished despite all the sneaking I am here but I don't come around. And I'll cry if I find you in make-up, cause your face shouldn't have a hurdle to jump. As I catch you in my firefly cup. I'll imagine the tree by the stump.
6.
Runaway 01:59
Runaway Runaway Runaway I was consumed by the madness. Artificial mental health. Ate my rations over bed sheets. Let the crumbs fend for themselves. It was mental masturbation, a way to yank the chain. You would have done the same. And the camera were all pointed, different regions on my skin, and the doctor rushes in. Tears off my clothes to start the physical. Tells me to cough and then he starts to pull. Runaway Runaway Runaway Lipped a secret to an Allie on sweaty urban bus. Wiped the grease off of the windows with some spit upon my cuffs. When I finally found the store front people doing chores. Windows full of boards. And the manics on the pavement, scurried to their place. Stiff as paper weights. I promise that I will take out the trash. If you pinky swear that you'll cover my ass. Runaway Runaway Runaway
7.
Talk about your braces talk about your books but don't talk about me as a crook with a smile so empty he's pressing you loose stealing from the kissing booth you call him and angel the love is mutated and running amok dishes piled toilets stuck a standing ovation will happen to late the actor has suffered a timing mistake and while they were clapping instead of a bow he shattered like pieces was running around pessimism parade _____________ talk about your basement talk about the shows but please leave my feelings alone panicked apprehension pulling out the plug beat yourself up like a thug our jealous interventions never ended well mocked emotions just don't sell contaminated headspace probable and sure relationships like racial slurs a proper conclusion comes easy enough but sly interruptions are keeping it rough to mistake a giggle for menacing laughs plowed through your vision poked holes in your raft pessimism parade
8.
I get up way to late then think of leaving state i'm spending my days inside got no words to write to send my girls my only friends and honesty likes to hide my beard is getting way to long I do it just to pass the time there's a reason for this all i guess but I can't find but I can't find out just yet my bed sheets in a lump trees all turn to stumps it's easy to make a frown the days all on repeat I need something to eat The devil he don't talk loud. every other nose is stuffed with an ecomic bluff you know I would have placed my bet but I can't find but I can't find out just yet
9.
Bird songs better than good. saw blades are tearing up wood. It's just ambience that's left. Hate mail pours in the box Ex-lover's chicken pox it's irrational it seems to burn an effigy the good times are wearing me out but that's what summers about so we do it while we can. the suits are running in place police men are stuffing their face with a raucous guarantee disguised chivalry here's the intermission, too callous. I don't believe you don't remember lover's holding a hand just like supply and demand in a heart economy Tickets all selling short, romance I had to abort and animate the sketch. colorfully in debt. Scribble audio blips. The byway go around your lips to a ghostly empty town Shallow like a kiddy pool no one follows the rules it's an arbitrary goal, to sandwich up the soul. here's the intermission, pull the string too callous I don't believe you don't remember.
10.
I'm awkward in my skin today my clothes just wont fit right the bottoms baggy the top is small the socks are bunched up tight I dreamt a thousand dreams last night but lost them once I woke It seemed I had her attention but it faded once I spoke I'm fragile like the moment you flip an egg shaving your leg Your the razor the hair. I drive by. Your not there. like loosing. Loosing. Like loosing a memory. The shower ended early and colder than I thought there was only just a sliver left of the margarine I just bought. The telephone it didn't ring until about five a clock pay your bills prescription pills and answer when I knock. the window sill keeps blowing in a draft feels just like a chill going down my back In the message you had said moved on. I'm dead like loosing. Loosing. A memory.
11.
I got confessions to make listeners choke their food Unless it just doesn't matter. Here comes a man, without a friend Without women. Without a tear to shed I can truly say the best things they come early in the morning. For a decision. My charades. It left my bedroom where the darkness stays I have a widower she gives directions She says, "If you love, if you love, use your actions." So I did. But I'm not sure. This evidence. Might not be pure. My hearts a porridge, it just needs a stir. I feel just like an emigrant. From a city where their loveless ignorance. Lost the war. Lost the women.
12.
Stubborn like an apricot, only sweet for a week. What you are is what I'm not, amateur psychology I'm wishing on a dry spell that you haven't grown in height. Cause I know you would hit me if I was within your sight. I'm scratching you a breakup poem inside a truck stop stall A lazy lover a The silent treatment hibernates lifts a peg leg The truth is always blurry conversations by the keg I'm missing you like unemployment unemployment checks that never came. I don't want assistance but I recognize the game. I'll make believe my pillow is a beauty in a shall A lazy lover ain't a lover at all Today is not my birthday but it's full of random facts. Like New Zealand per capita has the most heart attacks well darling makes me feel like I should purchase running shoes or maybe a stray jacket so the feds wont have to choose A gingko trees berries smell of vomit in the fall A lazy lover aint a lover at all

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recorded in our attic on a 16-track tape machine during the cold cold winter months of 2009 to 2010.

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released June 4, 2010

recorded by Elliott Kozel of Sleeping in the Aviary... and Kyle Sobczak.

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