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Home Videos
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Do you get sad when you see homemade videos
Your neighbors moved and you left for school
But you've got evidence on cassette
Of your mother and a bird, your sled
Little cake, baby sister throwing plates gets fed
Frame shakes when your dad laughs
Got a little hair back, wrestle on the bed
Your best friend walking around just waving a hot dog
Playing hide and seek before you could even speak
Soon you're saying, "Beg your pardon"
Kindergarten, start the car
Then a book, soccer balls, school halls, lunch break
Took a punch, make friends, cigarettes, get faith
Learn math--now you take a shower not a bath
Friends smoking but you didn't know, finally they say so
The girl you like just moved, nothing you can do
Guess you never had a clue and you still don't
School's out holiday fresh bread evergreen
Tree full of paper cranes, spring, walking up a creek
Matchstick, party trick, broken arm, thank god
Your brother ain't sick, hey kids better sit 'cause
Dad and mama couldn't live like this
So they had to split, now you're living in a small house
Never heard em shout when it went down
Living in the south, grass dying then a new school year
It'll be better yet right here
Do you ever get sad
Move, old friends disappear, new friends new fear
Junior high, it's a hundred degrees
Wear a helmet in the dry breeze
B team, you don't get the ball so you leave
Little boy big dream, now done
Six feet tenth grade well-read
Met a girl so pretty and you wanna share a bed
No sex, god wouldn't like that, then you wake up
What shook your faith up, church feels dead
Up 'til three at the old playground
Climbing trees, fall down, good friends now talk about
Girls, god, love and doubt, I gotta get out
Gotta get out I gotta get out
'Cause mama I do not believe in this
Eighteen and pissed, getting tired of your hometown
Beautiful in love then you move out
Running from the south, grass dying then a new school year
It'll be better yet right here
Do you ever get sad
Last night driving on a Dallas road and the highway feels like home
She's in the front seat, memorize her heartbeat, 'til you gotta go
You wonder if this'll be the same when you come home in 90 days
Then you sleep, and wake up there, MICHIGAN STATE
Michigan State
Can't remember your name
At Michigan State
You'll never sleep the same
Open door, alcoholics on the floor, freshmen all
stare and you're one of them, never be alone
with an OCD roommate, computer screen blinking as you
try to sleep, thin wall, R&B television
down the hall, malt liquor drinking on a Monday
calculus and Pokey Stix, everybody sick
And you never go to bed without a dream in your head
But no god, no place, no liquor, no face
Writing letters in a frenzy, up til seven
With a friend get ready for breakfast, passing up
Parties on the weekend, why's there a midget passed
out in the room? Your neighbors high school cousin drunk too
She's cute, that's depressing as hell
You're not well. Thanksgiving with your girl on the train tracks
Come back, tests, winter break,
Wisdom teeth, last take
Is this a break? Bye love, leave late
NO LOVE, first time drunk, meet another girl
YOUR DUMB LUCK gotta run if you're gonna be
Perfect. Why'd you make mom cry? I dunno
Kiss this girl, you're illiterate break this
"I don't want a relationship!"
Scratch that, fall in love again, then she moves. Say
"I'm done trying to get this fixed!"
But you're an engineer and a year just passed
The video's playing way too fast
Its a comeback, talk to your family, picking out
Books that'll fix all the little things, think about
Texas, figure out this mess, sick of being sad,
Come home, get your old friends back, say
Everybody please forgive me this
With a pen in fist, write a song about your hometown
Tell em who you love, cause you know now
Coming from the south, grass dying then a new school year
It'll be better yet right here
Do you ever get sad
Can't settle down in a college town
Four years gone and now you're strong
The girls you loved, well, the love is gone
But you still feel some when you hear the right song
You're used to the distance from your home
Talking to your family on the phone
Seeing these familiar faces
Printed on magnetic tape
Do you get sad when you see homemade videos
Your neighbors moved and you left for school
But you've got evidence on cassette
Do you get sad when a baby learns to walk
'Cause if you do then we should talk
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The Flood
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Conor Sucks
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We thought about suicide in high school
Playing with the dull side of the knife
Alone in our beds with our music and our dread
I would've fell in love if we met at the time
But now we've gotta take small steps
Trying to quit worrying and learning to be kind
The kind of love we got, you gotta be so sad and angry
Your anger gets shit done, but depression gets your nights
So let's all sleep in someone else's bed
Let's throw out the dating and the drama
Expose yourself to horror on the internet
Then we'll dance around in our pajamas
I think we should stay inside tonight
Let's cook a meal for all our friends
Sharing shopping carts, haven't seen you since the winter started
There's a keg but nooone's drinking
Heavily enough to slur
Over prerecorded Christmas specials
Parlor games and pots to stir
There's a turkey in the oven
I'm trying to make you laugh
When you did my eyes averted
Dinner's served, so grab a napkin
FUCK THE MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL
Let's watch online videos!
Just you keep the volume down
These things noone wants to know
This shit ain't on YouTube, dude
Kinda creepy, largely nude
He's seen it three times already
HELL ain't hot enough for you
Then we've gotta clear the toxins
Watching kittens hide in boxes
Turn the lights out, play a song
You used to play when you thought of dying
Let's all sleep in someone else's bed
Let's throw out the dating and the drama
Expose yourself to horror on the internet
Then we'll dance around in our pajamas
We're no good at making moves
But we will never turn away
We're still filling in the blanks
That being young and sad erased
Now we've got our shit together
We know what we're scared of
Somewhere between the pain and pleasure
I swear I will learn to love
I swear I will learn to love
I swear I will learn to love
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Albert Alexander Oakland, California
Folk and rock storytelling.
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