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East Lansing

by Albert Alexander

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1.
Home Videos 06:36
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
2.
The Flood 04:20
3.
Conor Sucks 04:05
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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released May 5, 2009

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Albert Alexander Oakland, California

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