The Finer Things
by Talk Is Cheap
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Digital Album
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Livin' The Dream
03:45
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Case Of The Mondays
03:06
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Calling In Favors
03:12
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Myself In Disguise
02:57
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Alright Then, Wildcat
01:40
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Problem Child
10:26
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released 18 October 2011
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Formed in 2009.
Mountain State Pop Punk.
Debut EP available now!
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Oct 2011 -
Feb 2012
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- Track Name: Livin' The Dream
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I’m just living the dream, getting back on my feet,
Appreciating finer things, the finer things
And I’m just living the dream, clinging onto my seat
Leading on my enemies when I should have killed them (I should have killed them)
And I’m just having some fun ‘cause this whole town is just done
If nothing at all, if nothing at all (I know I’ll always have my friends)
Statistically, you’re just one of three that I hope burn in hell, burn in hell with me
And we all know that you’ll change your tone
When you’re crying to your girlfriend through a message on her phone ‘cause
You don’t know what you’re talking about
I can’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth (it’s like this)
This is easy when you just don’t give a fuck
You don’t know what you’re talking about
You’re dependent on the kind of things that never made much sense to me
Like scratching your leather, and Never Shout Never until my ears bleed
You can’t get to me. No, you can’t get to me that easily
I don’t even hear you speak.
I don’t even hear you
I would die before I’d let you call me out
I would die, but I’ll see the end of the world
You don’t know what you’re talking about
I can’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth (it’s like this)
This is easy when you just don’t give a fuck
You don’t know what you’re talking about - Track Name: Case Of The Mondays
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It was the cigarettes and alcohol that picked the tempo up when she let it fall
Or it could’ve been the sing-alongs or breaking the law that taught me everything that I can’t recall
Just like a quake in the ground, we pick this up and turn this place straight upside, upside down
So tonight, this one’s for us and all you’re gonna be is another drink I shouldn’t take, but that’s alright with me
I’ll bet you’re home alone. Oh, I could see how you’d try to figure out what this song could mean
(This is your calling out song)
They’re in, you’re out. What’s so hard about that?
You had your chance, and they had my back (And you can tell the whole town)
We break it down until the morning comes around
I’ve learned my lesson for tonight
It’s circumstantial, overbearing in the worst way
You make me feel like a Monday
My disease is a one-way street to the city of destruction and the state of my disfunction
Was it wrong to expect anything less? Everything that you do is suspicious
Was it wrong to expect anything less? And you can tell the whole town
I’ve learned my lesson for tonight
It’s circumstantial, overbearing in the worst way
You make me feel like a Monday - Track Name: Calling In Favors
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When you said never again, I didn’t know you were serious
It seems typical for us to act this way
I never said I was perfect, ‘cause I’ve made my fair share of mistakes
Please talk to me, say anything
Like I’m a stupid fucking kid who didn’t know what he had until he threw it all away
And now I’m starting to think as the seasons change the cold winds stay with me
She’s packing up Vegas bound for the late night raves, cocaine and ecstasy
And now I’m starting to feel like you put me out, ‘cause now I can’t pay the rent
I’m calling in favors from friends who never owed me shit.
You said you knew a lot of people, but you didn’t tell me how
It seems typical for you to leave that out
You never said you were perfect and that was what I was all about
Please don’t speak, don’t say anything
I’m not awake, but I’m alive. I’m just a figment of your stereo.
And now I’m starting to think as the seasons change the cold winds stay with me
She’s packing up, Vegas bound, for the late night raves, cocaine and ecstasy
And now I’m starting to feel like you put me out, ‘cause now I can’t pay the rent
I’m calling in favors from friends who never owed me shit.
How was your trip when you went from town to town?
What was it like to be constantly brought down and used, a piece of me to pass around the van?
What was it like to be the poster for the band? - Track Name: Myself In Disguise
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I am calm and content
I am selfish, I’m a wreck
As the time plays tricks on me again
It’s the change in the seasons (it’s the thrill of the fight)
That always seems to bring me home for the moment or forever
Then I could hardly believe my eyes
I saw a man with a dream, I saw myself in disguise
He said “if you could count on me, I could lead you through this life”
It’s not easy to tell when I don’t know you that well to think that you could be the better part of me
I am all that I have, I am all that I need
I am everything you don’t want to be
And I’ve never had a problem under pressure but the last few years of silence made me blame it on the weather
It’s a doubt in the reason why faces all around me fade (for the moment or forever) what about the friends I’ve made?
I could hardly believe my eyes.
I saw a man with a dream, I saw myself through my eyes.
He said “if you could count on me, I could lead you through this life”
It’s not easy to tell when I don’t know you that well to think that you could be the better part of me
And there’s no other excuse (it must be, it must be)
And there’s no other excuse (it must be, it must be)
It’s the change in the seasons, it’s the thrill of the fight
“If you could count on me, I could lead you through this life”
It’s not easy to tell when I don’t know you that well to think that you could be the better part of me - Track Name: Alright Then, Wildcat
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I’m begging for anyone in sight
I’ll lie awake, and you just sleep tonight
It’s dangerous to make a commitment to myself, or anyone
Elsewhere is all she talks about,
But there’s not enough ways to get her out of this country or at least my life
I tried to cut her out, but dropped the knife
She makes scenes like Hollywood
She drags them out, she drags them out
She makes scenes like Hollywood,
She makes them count, makes them count
And it just takes time to heal,
And all she said is “I’m afraid to feel anything more than this, and I’m sorry”
I never believed her. It’s all just fucking lies
It’s all just fucking lies
I’m begging for anyone in sight,
But I guess I’ll just settle for you tonight.
She makes scenes like Hollywood
She drags them out, she drags them out
She makes scenes like Hollywood
She makes them count, makes them count - Track Name: Problem Child
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These fucking kids are driving me insane
They’re taking credit like they own the place
I’ve got a secret that I’ll tell you right now
If you can’t hear me, then I’ll sing it out loud
Now everybody just gets to me
It’s like a loudmouth, back row yelling at the movies
And if reality gets hard to bear,
You need to find someone who fucking cares
When reputation’s all you have in this town, will it pick you up, or will it take you
Downtown ready to go, it’s not a show
It’s not a front, it’s all we know
Who’s taking the stand? Who’s taking the fall?
Who’s taking the stand?
And I just can’t seem to make it through to any single one of you
We demand to make a change in a world that’s all the same
Everybody just gets to me
It’s like a white trash clubrat claiming she’s not easy
What I want is just a little bit (maybe some more)
What I want is what I’ll never get
I know you think that you have found your place,
But just ask anyone, that’s not the case
I’ve got a secret that I’ll tell you right now
If you can’t hear me then, if you can’t hear me then I guess I’ll sing it out loud
Everybody just gets to me
It’s like you’re bringing up history, thinking I’ll feel guilty
What I want is just a little bit (maybe some more)
But what I want is what I’ll never get (give me some more)
What I want is just a little bit (maybe some more)
What I want, well I want is
All of this shit to end with you and all your stupid friends
It gets me tired, it just breaks me down
But oh, whatever gets you by, whatever gets you where you need on time
I’m not here to judge you, I just speak my mind, and the truth is
Everybody just gets to me
Except the front row right here, picking up the melody.
What I want is just a little bit (maybe some more)
What I want is what I’ll never get
Everybody just gets to me.
