I just brought the fire
Pour the gasoline
Boy are we wired
Let’s burn the batteries
All our socks are scorched
Walking bare feet
Let’s burn our brothers bags
While they are asleep
Back in boy scouts, we just fucked around
Back in boy scouts, we just fucked around
Not so good at athletics
Never collected any badges
I just twiddled my thumbs,
In hopes that something would happen
At the ice rink
The home-schooled girl is nice
She gave my thumbs something to do
And held them off the ice
That Thursday at the ice rink, we just fucked around
That Thursday at the ice rink, we just fucked around
That Thursday at the ice rink, we just fucked around
That Thursday at the ice rink, we just fucked around
The adult life is nice. I can do what I like.
But I chose, to do nothing
The adult life is nice. I can do what I like.
But I chose, to do nothing
The adult life is nice. I can do what I like.
But I chose, to do nothing
Guitar-wielding duo from Queens, New York, drop atmospheric debut LP, recorded in an ex-bowling alley under a cafe. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2015