1. |
Vitamins
03:02
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My earbud's broken speaker
My bike's broken spoke
Diminishing these vocal cords with
Mom's Dad Jokes
This black and decker coffee pot
This overnight milk
This rent's got me controlled
Like these vitamin pills
I'm the sum of all my body parts
Every piece of swallowed gum
Living in my bathrobe with my belt undone
It’s like a Starkey fill
Like Johnny walkin down the line
Big pink cover art
But this is mine all mine all mine
It's one of my few dishes
It's my spaghetti sauce
This is my one party trick
When it's not a twist off
There's a breeze that's oscillating
A dimmer for the sun
When you're living in your bathrobe and your belt’s undone
I'm a spaced-out individual
A middle-distance criminal
I try to stay grounded
It’s getting hard for me you know
Reporting on the weather
In my Dollarama spiral bound
You got me buying more than Benadryl
I wish a cold would come around
Until I can relate
To Bruce’s “Born to Run”
I'll be living in my bathrobe with my belt undone
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2. |
The Matador
03:45
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Oh my lord!
Not this time
Fooled a fool and you drank is wine
Made him question God's design
He's been misreading all His signs
What's this now?
There's more in store
Let's buy it up so they ship some more
Lick the floors, on all fours
Run right at the matador
Run real fast
Fast as sin
Burning down the house again
Choking on the alphabet
Talk for me 'cause I forget
My first language
Was it all made up
By some reckless genius
With too much time
Knock me out
Knit me socks
My feet get cold when your preaching stops
Idle hands can't climb on top
Take my cash and buy me stock
Say my name
Say my name
Please don't go against my grain
Tell me again why I'm still sane
Where's my cage to keep me tame
Where's my cage?
Where's my man?
God is just a ceiling fan
Cools me off from Satan's hand
You told me this then stole my land
What does this all mean?
Am I too young to judge?
I’m so f****** naive
I just want enough
Cool me off when I burn out
Yea you're right I shouldn't doubt
Things just fly right out my mouth
Tell me twice what I'm about
Oh I'm okay
But I'm messed up
Measure air inside my cup
Make sure I don't have too much
Ration out the things I love
Read out loud
Tell me tales
Get goosebumps and teach me braille
Buy the ocean set my sails
Anything that cures what ails
This world has its limits
Or so I've been told
I won't care how it's spinning
Once it's in my hands
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3. |
Flying
05:00
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Flying! The horizon's three miles away
Flying! I'm always almost there
Flying! There's not much here to hold onto
Flying!
Flying! I wanna spend what youth remains
Flying! Just realizing salad days
Flying! There's not much here to hold onto
Flying! There’s nothing here to hold onto
Reading lists of things to do while alive
Thirty-seven places to go before I die
Write a novel out in Tangier
Pay the cult so I can go clear
And get famous
Inhale everything within a quarter mile
Eternity can last a little while
If you can afford it
But I'm either leaning on a reverie
Or getting my fair share of sleep
Someone had the gall to say
It's okay to wanna be okay
Flying! The horizon's three miles away
Flying! I'm always almost there
Flying! There's not much here to hold onto
Flying!
Flying! I wanna spend what youth remains
Flying! Just realizing salad days
Flying! There's not much here to hold onto
Flying! There’s nothing here to hold onto
Show me what's behind door number three
Is it as green as green can be?
Alligators I’ve been wrestling
The greatest men are always those that win
And then some
I was born to be born again
Rock the boat and then I’ll learn to swim
That's freedom
But I obey the first law of gravity
Storin all my calories
Drinking tea to read the leaves
Recycle old epiphanies
If you listen hard you hallucinate
The sound of someone calling your name
Flying! The horizon's three miles away
Flying! I'm always almost there
Flying! There's not much here to hold onto
Flying!
Flying! I wanna spend what youth remains
Flying! Realizing salad days
Flying! Cause there's not much here to hold onto
Flying! Oh there’s not much here to hold onto
I’m flying!
I’m flying!
I’m flying!
I’m flying!
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4. |
I'm Still Your Man
03:16
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Let’s have a talk while we stare at the spots on the windshield
Yes, it’s a lot, honey where do we start, out in left field?
Okay I’m to blame, won’t you tell me his name is it Charlie?
And is he faster than me if we count down from three with no cheating?
But I know it’s better this way
And I, I still have something to say
I’m a boy, I’m a rat, I’m alone
I’m still your man
There’s these lines round your mouth that would only come out in the night time
When burgundy stains were all that would remain of our dep wine
Now you say we were teens but I’m somewhere between then and now
Yeah, I’m lost in a dream where I say what I mean just not out loud
But I know it’s better this way
And I still have something to say
I’m a boy, I’m a rat, I’m alone
I’m still your man
I’m still your man
Yea I’m still your man
I’m still your man
Oh forget all that I just said
I haven’t slept and these pills get to my head
But I know it’s better this way
And I, I still have something to say
I’m a boy, I’m a rat, I’m alone
I’m still your man
Oh I’m still your man
I’m a boy, I’m a rat, I’m alone
I’m still your man
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5. |
Boy Bruiseless
05:00
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Live barely alive
Time starts switching sides
You know what you know
Boy bruiseless stay out of the cold
And all under control
And alright
Mining pyrite
Fool’s gold
Onward while the sky ignites
Rolls over into the night
We bask under neon lights
And fade out
Is there nothing in oil?
Gasoline rainbow spoils
Is the road not awake?
Baiting with your escape
Have you found a way to pretend
You're still young?
There are ways out
Choose one
Onward while the sky ignites
Rolls over into the night
We bask under neon lights
And fade out
There's something outside
Don't you try and hide
Burn your favorite clothes
All the blankets you own
Burn the door to your room
And run
It's amazing
Outside
Onward while the sky ignites
Rolls over into the night
We bask under neon lights
And fade out
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Cape Cartel Montreal, Québec
Since the release of their debut album Close Talker in the spring of 2018, Cape Cartel have found themselves touring while writing and recording a follow-up body of work. Dropping in the fall of 2019, the new material finds the band zeroing in further on their sound and digging deep to find new ways of expressing themselves together. ... more
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