Cigarettes & coffee, man. No we don’t need a plan.
Sit around, all day. Philosophize, Pontificate
‘Coustic with a harp, man. Learn bass, we’ll start a band
Fuck around, we’ll play. Smoke until we suffocate
I know this girl from outa town, Got a sound, Down to clown.
She’s got a spot with a stage, fuck it dog, lets fuckin rage.
Bring the crew, bring the squad,
Bring the homies, bring your dogs
Kick the noise, throw it down
Invite the whole fucking town
Cigarettes & coffee, man. No we don’t need a plan.
Sit around, all day. Philosophize, Pontificate
Its nice to get to know friend
Catch a vibe get in your head
No can relate to us
and we don’t really give a fuck
Whats the point of living life?
if we stay in every night
fuck the world, Fuck your life
Lets get fuckin weird tonight
Smash a bottle, paint the wall
Climb the roof, try not to fall
Loneliness makes me scared
When I’m alone, tear out my hair
Get to the gig, fuck it up.
Start a fight, acting tough
Get thrown out, scream & shout
What the fuck was that about?
Broken heart boy, yeah dog, thats a mean trick.
Cops show show up asking, yeah no ones seen shit
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023