1. |
A Different Day
03:50
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Hey, gonna like it
Gonna gonna gonna
Gonna gonna gonna
Gonna like it
Hey hey hey
Use your words
You’ve only got a few
Make sure to be heard
Everyone’s listening to you
Go to your corner
Where there are more of you
By your side language of denial
Alternative truth
Hey hey Oh
Are you too afraid to have something to say
That your tribe is gonna cast you away?
Hey hey Oh
Are you too afraid to take a different way,
Make a different day, take a different way?
Lock them all up
With no one to keep track
Let it all burn, let it all go,
You’re the only god who knows
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2. |
Apocalypse
04:26
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Nothing ever grows here
Nobody knows why
And no one is responsible
‘Cause everybody died
President of nothing
His majesty, the King
Woke up to apocalypse
Of his own making
Nobody to work there
Nobody left
Welcome to apocalypse
This is what you get
Welcome to apocalypse
Isn’t this fun?
Golden dust is everywhere
A black hole is the sun
Welcome to apocalypse
Isn’t this fun?
No one to be richer than
Not a single one
We’ve got everything we wanted
What for?
Nothing’s left
No, never anymore
Welcome to apocalypse
Isn’t this fun?
Golden dust is everywhere
A black hole is the sun
Welcome to apocalypse
Isn’t this fun?
No one to be richer than
Not a single one
You’ll wake up tomorrow
You’ll wake up tomorrow
You’ll wake up tomorrow
And smile
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3. |
Tar
05:42
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The first time it felt right
I wanna do this every night
Can’t ever get that time back again
Don’t mean that I’ll stop searching for it
The first time blew your mind
They took your body the second time
Into a thousand pieces again
Into a thousand pieces again
Old wives tell lies
Needle in the right hand
Pistol in the left one
Two dollars in your palm
Up with the left thumb
Wrap around the backyard
Bring it back through the front
Hide it ‘til they’ve passed on
It’s just a dream you’re dying on
It’s just a dream
It’s just a dream
You checked out and left for gone
You checked out and nobody’s home
Old wives tell lies
Needle in the right hand
Pistol in the left one
Two dollars in your palm
Up with the left thumb
Wrap around the backyard
Bring it back through the front
Hide it ‘til they’ve passed on.
Up with the left thumb
Wrap you up in black tar
Can’t get to the phone
Hide it in your carry-on
Buckle up the the left thumb
Wrap you up in black tar
Hide it in your carry-on
Can’t get it where you’re going
I’ll do it always and never but I remember forever
Old wives tell lies
Needle in the right hand
Pistol in the left one
Two dollars in your palm
Up with the left thumb
Wrap around the backyard
Bring it back to the front
Hide it ‘til they’ve passed on
Buckle up the left thumb
Wrap you up in black tar
Can’t get to the phone
Hide it in your carry on
Buckle up the left thumb
Wrap you up in black tar
Hide it in your carry on
Can’t get it where you’re going
Can’t get it where you’re going
You checked out and left for gone
Can’t get it where you’re going
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4. |
Blaze
04:25
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I hereby officially call this meeting adjourned
Let’s get blazed
We’ve got it all done, everything we had to do
Baby let’s blaze
Let’s get ripped
We’ll rip it right off the sick smoke stick
Let’s get fried
We won’t even know whether we’re dead or whether we’re alive
Let’s get fried
Forget your own name
Can’t count to ten
So I’ll try it again, try it again, try it again
Let’s get lost
Floating suspended in a gravity bong
Get so fried
We might even start to think that the Flat-Earthers could be right
Try it again
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5. |
That Sounds Okay
02:21
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Nothing to say, that doesn’t bother me, I’m okay with it
Not too caught up in the way that I feel, that’s the lay of it
Just getting through the day, that sounds okay to me, that sounds okay
Morning to night, still alive, I’m alright, and it’s okay
Nothing to say, that doesn’t bother me, I’m okay with it
Not too caught up in the way that I feel, that’s the
Just getting through the day, that sounds okay, ‘cause it’s
Morning to night, still alive, I’m alright, and it’s okay
Just getting through the day, that sounds okay to me, that sounds okay
It’s okay
Not too caught up in the way that I feel, it’s the
Just getting through the day, that sounds okay, ‘cause it’s
Morning to night, still alive, I’m alright and
That sounds okay
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6. |
Don't Even Try
04:50
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If you can’t live in the light
Then don’t even try
Don’t even try
And if you won’t refuse to die
Then don’t even try
Don’t even try
If you’re not prepared to lose
You don’t have a clue
You don’t have a clue
You believe you get to choose
I wish I was you
I wish I was you
I wish I was you
I wish I was you
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Heads are Heavy Los Angeles, California
After nearly a decade apart, Julie Edwards (Deap Vally, Deap Lips, Pity Party) and Marc Smollin (Pity Party, Say Fica) have
reunited as Heads are Heavy, the kaleidoscopic culmination of a long, strange trip spanning Edwards and Smollin’s 30+ year friendship.
Embracing oblique strategies, Smollin and Edwards scavenge the sonic detritus of The Pity Party to create new, unexpected forms.
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