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Ubu The King
05:01
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Supermoon
03:05
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Reck
02:11
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When'd
02:44
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I find it so hard to cope with
your conception of reality
I'm really only drinking
to save your personality
I'm so bored with all your words
Your thoughts and feelings are absurd
and I don't care just what you've heard,
"don't ask me, I'm just a girl"
When'd you get so predictable?
So obscenely easy to read?
So completely understandable,
and not just a little bit insane?
I wasn't really listening
to anything you had to say
I find it all upsetting
the trauma of the every day
I called it, mundane and pedantic
a conversational holocaust
I've never seen jazz hands so frantic
but it's my attention you lost
I'll have another whisky
and pretend you didn't say a thing
I'll tell you when I've had enough
I'll drink until you're interesting
But now my glass is empty
and I done smoked all the weed
I'll tell you when I've had enough
I'll drink until you're interesting
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Pukebucket
03:17
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Dehydrated, and so hung over, desperate for more than just lukewarm tap water.
Living discreetly is a bore, when you'd still much rather make out with the floor.
I never get too high to drive, but I want you to stay alive, so I guess I'll just hold off for awhile.
Sleeping on a chesterfield in the kitchen.
And puking in your back yard at 6am, these early morning rains are refreezing and wash all the evidence away.
Pukebucket next to the side of the stage, for, y'know, just in case.
I want to embrace every beautiful thing I see
and walk across the crystal clear watered lakes of the rockies
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Seems
03:15
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It seems, it just seems to me,
I'm not a judge but I'm not often wrong,
and this is not a value judgement
I can see the life you've lived
past your actions & mannerisms
to the lonely child you're still so desperate to hide
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So
03:13
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Get in the van, and drive
wave your past goodbye
back turned to the grinding wheel you call your life
Your feelings are a lie
you can never leave behind
the stupid fucking mind
you hide behind the rhyme
So bring it on, we're too far gone, gotta keep on keeping on
with a shrug and a sigh and a world weary smile, doing everything we can to get by
when nobody else will be any help, we're left to fend for ourselves
contra spem spero, hope against hope
i will meet you at the end of time
and the flesh of your body will reunite with mine
So bring it on, we're too far gone, gotta keep on keeping on
with a shrug and a sigh, and a world weary smile, every day until you die
when nobody else will be any help, we're left to fend for ourselves
having finally reached the end of our rope
So bring it on, we're too far gone, gotta keep on keeping on
with a shrug and a sigh, and a world weary smile, every day until you die
and nobody else will be any help, so we're left to fend for ourselves
still trying to escape these cliched tropes
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Latcho Drom Edmonton, Alberta
Latcho Drom is a band from Edmonton that plays weird loud music about human fallibility, historical abuses of power, and the
power of love. Their latest release, Whiteout, chronicles a breadth of Albertan experiences. Ride The Tempo called it "absurd but totally endearing."
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