Quichenight II

by Quichenight

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Recorded in the bowels of Battle Tapes studios, Nashville, on a cassette four-track. Written, performed, and produced by Quichenight.

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released 03 August 2012
Produced by Quichenight. Mastered by Jeremy Ferguson at Battle Tapes.

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Track Name: Keep On
I'm gonna keep on keeping on loving my baby
I'm gonna keep on keeping on loving my girl

Got a frustrated womyn
I'm a frustrated man
But she can chew me up and spit me out
into something everyone can understand
She can

I've made haters out of lovers
I've made enemies of friends
But she makes me so terrified
I'm gonna do those things again
Not if, but when
Track Name: Infinity Bends
Barricaded in your home
Skype-ing with a faraway gnome
Media experts excerpt me every time
Lying to the old folks, one joke over the line
We see the line

Determining what we hate
They've heard of you in several states
Elements in torment
Fairy tales, the butt of the isle
Swaying to the turbo fruit juice all of the while
This is your smile

Dit dit do do do do dit

Your creativity ends
When you run out of friends
Out where Infinity bends

You can't be punk
Staring at the drummer's junk
Spit on a gift witch
Spritzing, kissing you not
Lying to the old folks
One joke no one forgot
The ceiling rot

Dit dit dit dit dit dit do do dooooo
Track Name: Key of G
Another song in the key of G
Holding up my end of the bargain bin
It's my least favorite part of me

Give me a second chance
I'll write you a song that'll move your spirit
And make all the old farts dance
Oh yeah

My amp at the end of the night
Smells like the spotlight

Somebody give me an A
There isn't a time I've felt less certain
Of what I was trying to say
Okay?

Oooooh

My guitar at the end of the show
Looking down at the bouncers below

Another song in the Key of G
Holding up my end of the bargain bin
It's my least favorite part of me
Oooh eee.
Track Name: Greenway
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
do do do d do do

Not everyone knows how to live
Not everyone knows how to be
It's only a matter of time for me

Just a little more time and I'll meet you on the Greenway
On the Greenway
Just a little more time and I'll see you in the park
In the park

Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
do do do d do do

You want to murder your son
You want to murder your moon
You're murdering somebody somewhere soon

Just a little more time and I'll meet you on the runway
On the runway
Just a little more time and I'll meet you in the dark
In the dark

Just a little more time and I'll meet you in the subway
In the subway
Just a little more time and I'll meet you for a lark
For a lark.

Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
do do do d do do
Track Name: Milt
Milt used to be a star
Turned it into a hell
Now, he's aching to tell
Everyone at the bar

Milt's really alone now
Made a living did no harm, Amelie
Milt's really alone now
I know what your suspicions are
Tell me again about Elvis
And Jesus is just alright

Milt built the finest sand
Burned it into the sea
Now, he's aching to be
Indiana's severed hand

Milt's really alone now
Made a living did no harm, Amelie
Milt's really alone now
I know what your suspicions are
Tell me again about Elvis
And Jesus is just alright
Track Name: Sweep Myself Off My Feet
I'm gonna sweep myself off my feet tonight
Priceline a hotel that's in-town
Pack a bowl
And blow the hits into a pillow

I'm gonna sweep myself off my feet tonight
Enjoy O'Doul's at the Sheridan bar
I love the feeling and the smell of a rental car
Track Name: Came Over Here
You had a roommate
He was your ex
I couldn't come over there so you came over here

Then
After you left me
And I was a mess
I couldn't come over there so you came over here

If we got an apartment
It might have worked out
But what do we know?
We'll never know now

I felt a little embarrassed
When some of your friends
Said you were seeing someone and I should be prepared

But you
You refused to admit it
Or mention his name
You came over here now you come over there

aaaaaaaaaaaah

I'm no romantic
But baby for you
I'll get a stuffy nose
I'd get sand in my shoe

Hey
We should move in together
I don't know where
We could get out of here and move over there
We could move out of here and go over there
We could get out of here and move over there

La la la la la la
Track Name: Rock and Roll Thing
I could be mistaken but I hear a slight, little rasp in your voice when you sing
It's a rock and roll thing
Oh yeah

You are what you are when you play the guitar so you're not really listening
It's a rock and roll thing
Oh yeah

You know what you know but you don't really know so you're always searching
That's a rock and roll thing
Oh yeah

Ooooh
It's a rock and roll thing
Track Name: Shit-ton
I loves you a shit-ton
I loves you a shit-ton but you'll never come back
I loves you a shit-ton but you'll never come back to the way it was

You're meeting some guy with fancy hair
At a diner down the street
An amateur detective's gonna follow you there
And report back with what you eat

I loves you a shit-ton
I loves you a shit-ton but you'll never come back
I loves you a shit-ton but you'll never come back to the way it was