Color TV - EP

by Answering Machine

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1.
Color TV 02:59
In the Fall you read All your professor’s favorite novels And it became a problem You and your pseudo-intellectual friends In the bar you said Everything you love will come to hate you And thing you hate will come to kill you Well baby brooklyn isn’t just some pretty word Who you taking home? Who you taking home? Who you taking home if it’s not me So let’s go back to my old street Where your face can glow by my color TV I got a ford out in front It don’t run but wouldn’t it be fun if it did In the car you said Everything you fear will come to own you Everything you own will come to leave you Well Lulamay it ain’t just some pretty name Drinking all alone Drinking all alone Drinking all alone and not with me So let’s go back to my old street Where your face can glow by my color TV I got a ford out in front It don’t run but wouldn’t it be fun if it did And the light, was dim but I could see All the fog hanging over you and me As your fingers play chopsticks on the keys Yeah the light was dim but I could see So let’s go back to my old street Where your face can glow by my color TV I got a ford out in front It don’t run but wouldn’t it be fun if it did
2.
This is your house, I’ll leave you two alone Free to bad mouth in cruel and quiet tones Enclosed in four walls, and you can call it your home Your lover, she sleeps in increments Cause you can’t bother with sentimental shit Don’t let her find out that you’re afraid to commit Tattoos on your ribs Juke box bullied by the Tristate kids cause We won’t grow up Until you make us Queens is not so bad this time of year, but they’ll build a complex that blocks that sun from here Keep it quiet, or else the neighbors will hear Tattoos on your ribs Juke box bullied by the Tristate kids cause We won’t grow up Until you make us It’s a long ride on the M train Plenty of time to check my head for grays And you’ve got a patience That puts mine to shame Tattoos on your ribs Juke box bullied by the Tristate kids cause We won’t grow up Until you make us Until you make us Until you make us
3.
East Of Eden 03:03
Let's take a ride out to Saint Margaret's Shrine and try to get things right in our minds Let's take a ride out to Saint Margaret's Shrine and try to get things right in our minds Sometimes I think, I think of leaving, somewhere east of Eden would be fine So where do you go when you don't know which way is home? Dead, in debt til I'm dead, a weigh on my head that won't let go You can get there It don't mean you can get back These one way streets have a jarring effect It's not your concern Ignore all of my words If no one moves then nobody gets hurt So where do you go when you don't know which way is home? Dead, in debt til I'm dead, a weigh on my head that won't let go OooOooOoo Oh Saint Margaret what do you have to say? If I don't look down I just might be okay
4.
Champagne flutes and lined white lace Etched out and cross-stitched in your new name He’s got a tie and a lazy eye New place at the top of bed stuy Filled with toasters and monogrammed towels Guessing games Addressing names on envelopes He said he loved her and she said the same but forever leaves a bad taste We’ve got two hundred enemies They’re the miles that sit between you and mean And you fear, your wasting your time These fears they race through your mind Guessing games Addressing names on envelopes If you said you loved me, I’d say “you’re insane” Cause forever leaves a bad taste We’ll hold hands for hours You bought me, real flowers But I’ve got fake heartbreak Yeah, forever makes my teeth ache Guessing games Addressing names on envelopes If you said you loved me, I’d say “you’re insane” Cause forever leaves a bad taste Forever makes my teeth ache Leaves no room for mistakes He said he loved her and she said the same But forever leaves a bad taste
5.
Asbury 02:37
Thought my best days were behind me Never guessed they'd be ahead Always wishing I could find something make believe or dead I owed more than I was worth As those debt collectors called And I held on to that emptiness and my emptiness was gone So when our phones ring They want the same thing But oh it just ain't there For the first time I don't care I don't care Made some coffee in the morning And walked out to the sand Through the ghosts and fortune tellers, right through the promised land When we were young We spent what we were without But now I can't see a future in this town without no doubts So when our phones ring They want the same thing But oh it just ain't there For the first time I don't care I don't Ooo Ooo Oh So when our phones ring They want the same thing But oh it just ain't there For the first time I don't care I don't care

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released October 19, 2018

Engineered, mixed, and mastered by the great John Mollusk in Ridgewood, New York.

Samantha Campanile: Vocals
J.D. Fetcho: Guitar/Vocals
Jackson Connor: Guitar
Louis Rabeno: Drums
Craig Shay: Bass

Cover Design: Brittany Naundorff

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