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A Boy My Age
01:47
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9 times out of 10
I hate my best friend
He acts like he’s been on Mars
4 times out of 5
I pinch him and he cries
I flinch and that’s when I…stop
A boy my age should not be friends with
A boy my age, junior high school,
Russell Sage will be a better place
He called my phone
My mom said I’m not home
Don’t know when I’ll be home…again
It isn’t fun to lie
But I’d rather die
Than see his stupid face…again
And I’d rather feel lonely
than nervous and threatened
I’d rather be quiet
Than say something I’ll regret
And if he writes me an apology note
I just might have to stab him in the throat
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You say, “You’ll feel better” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say, “I know better” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say “Don’t forget me” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say “you can hate me” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about
You say, “You have to stop crying” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say, “it’s not worth trying” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say, “I’m an asshole” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say, “I’m a hassle” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about
Phone bill’s gonna be a lot so
We should probably just hang up, no,
I can’t stand to let you go
I close my eyes and kiss the phone
You say, “don’t kiss the phone” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say, “You’re not alone” but
You don’t know what you’re talking about and
You say “It takes time,” well
Let’s see what you’re talking about
1 2 3 4 5
You don’t know what you’re talking about
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3. |
Sarah Made A Serenade
02:45
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Pen to paper
No eraser
Breathing in
Sighing out
Sarah made a serenade
For a boy in seventh grade
Hid it crumpled in her fist
Acted like it didn’t exist
Heart-shaped
Fruit Roll-Up
Eaten
Right up
Sarah made a serenade
For a boy in seventh grade
Hid it crumpled in her fist
Acted like it didn’t exist
Sarah sang a song to him
To herself inside her dream
Closed her eyes and tapped her feet
It had such a catchy beat
Monday
She’ll say
Something or
Nothing
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4. |
Every Right Hand
01:11
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Lucky lady
Make no mistakes
System’s shaky
Triangle breaks
Every language
Every land
A buzzer tied to every right hand
Make a difference
Mess it all up
Brain assistance
It's in the dark
Every language
Every land
A buzzer tied to every right hand
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5. |
Don't Be An Idiot
02:01
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Don’t be an idiot
Turn on the TV
Don’t be an idiot
Don’t miss this show
Don’t be an idiot
You know you’ve just gotta watch
Don’t be an idiot
Don't miss this show
This show will change your life
This show will change your life
What the hell is wrong with me?
I don’t know, I’ll never know
What the hell is wrong with me?
I figure'd maybe you might know
Don’t be an idiot
You know she loves you
Don’t be an idiot
Don’t miss this show
Don’t be an idiot
You know she loves you a lot
Don’t be an idiot
It's almost on
I’m turning the volume up
I’m turning the volume up
What the hell is wrong with me?
I don’t know, I’ll never know
What the hell is wrong with me?
I figure maybe you might know
Don't be an idiot
You should call her
Don't be an idiot
After this show
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6. |
And I'm Gone
02:03
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I close my eyes and I’m gone
I’m afraid for a long time
And when I get afraid
I turn into an asshole
You wouldn’t want to know
The dark, it keeps me gone
I’m afraid for a long time
And when I’m in the dark
I sometimes punch the air
You wouldn’t want to be there
I fall asleep and I’m gone
I’m afraid for a long time
And when I’m fast asleep
I’m in a different world
Where things are easier
Where things are scarier
Where I can create
Where I can destroy
You wouldn’t want to join me
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7. |
All I Ever Wanted
03:19
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My block is shakin’ around
Ringed out and upside down
Everyone but me falls out
Halfway through that last song
I felt so bad and that’s cause
I can’t be trusted
When I was 9, and then when I was 15
And then I was 18, and then I was 19
And then…
All I ever wanted was a chance
Chance to get out of here
All I know comes through the phone
All I own is this moan
All I know is my home
That’s the doorknob that I hate
That’s the floor that hurts my feet
When it’s cold, when it’s cold
When it's dusty and cold
Back in the day when things wouldn’t go my way
I’d temporarily stay inside my room all day and well
All I ever wanted was a chance
Chance to get out of here
My block is drying out
Wrinkled up, flattened down
Everyone but me feels proud
It's bigger than you and it's bigger than me
And it's bigger than you and it's bigger than me and
And it's bigger than you and it's bigger than me
And it's bigger than it's bigger than it's bigger than it's big and well
That’s what they say when you can’t speak up for yourself
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Cellar
01:17
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Made food
In my
Cellar
Ate food
In my
Cellar
I am under everything
I am under skies and trees
I am under feet and people
I am under ground and gravel
I am under air and planes
I am under pipes and drains
I am under fur and feathers
I am under the weather
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9. |
I Care About You
01:53
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I can’t say anything too complex
I get stares
I want to not seem so obsessed
But I care.
I care about you
I’m dismayed, I’ve misplaced
What you gave me that day
Is it gone?
What have I done?
Has it run away?
I care about you
I care about you
If I face the wall
Will you say you love me?
If I cover my ears
Will you say you love me?
I can’t hold you hard enough
Cause you squeak
I can’t carry you far enough
Cause I’m weak
I care about you
I care about you
I care about you
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The Usual Way
02:02
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So what if I write a message down?
So what if I can’t say it out loud?
I express myself in the usual way
I express myself in the usual way
So what if I wait a day or two?
Not like I’m in charge of when I get to see you
I express myself in the usual way
I express myself in the usual way
I’m running out
I’m running out
So what if I'm feeling sorry?
Not like you can get it out of me
I express myself in the usual way
I express myself in the usual way
I distress myself in the usual way
I distress myself in the usual way
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11. |
Everyone Believes Me
02:15
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Now that all of you've seen that
You can label it a fact
And all those times when you attacked
You can take it all back
Cause everyone believes me
They don't just think I'm funny
They see what I've been saying
They know I'm not fabricating
And they will be invading
And I'll be celebrating
Though I can't explain it
I'd be mighty glad to claim it
And if this town is blasted
At least no one will be sarcastic
Three dots in the sky
Now we know why
They breeze on by
They leave me behind
It's extra windy tonight
The clouds are taking turns being bright
Like all of you I'm lined up to die
No one's ever on my side
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12. |
Dust Town
03:04
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All these empty houses
All these empty streets
An abandoned town, a deserted bar
With no chicks to meet
All this filthy air
Torn up magazines
A side of fries, stepped on and kicked
By a thousand pairs of feet.
Ain’t nobody on the TV
Ain’t no one in the subway
Ain’t no voices answering any phones
I thought I’d like it this way
That look in your eyes
On the day you fled
No one was better at predicting the worst
And so you left
And now I’m gonna sing
One big giant cloud
Covers this whole town
Well it’s my cloud, and we’re sticking around
Casting shadows to the ground
Just me and the flies
Hanging around these parts
I don’t know why but I’d rather die
Than be here when it gets dark.
I don’t know why but I’d rather die
Than be here when it gets dark.
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Trouble's Afoot Queens, New York
Trouble's Afoot is all music by Jordan Cooper, who lives in Queens, NY.
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