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Stomach Ache
01:45
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(instrumental)
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2. |
Peaches
02:55
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you're so assuming
with your position in life
an unexpected turn
towards whole new heights
you pinched a peach
from the proverbial melting pot
a g-g-g-g go-getter
one that'll never stop
I'm still consuming
the concept of a purpose in life
for I never had the pleasure
of living life without strife
distraught & confused
I'm afraid of everything
the thought of breaking down again
drives my anxieties
I'll never understand
high society
so can you please
explain it to me - explain it to me
what's it like to have a salary & benefits
& a family - that's there for you
what's it like?
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3. |
Awkward
03:40
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I counted every crack in the porcelain
shaking in my shoes trying to avoid conversation
oh, I'm confident & I know I'm pretty easy on the eyes
but I've got this infliction of my tongue getting tied
I'm not awkward
I just have a stutter
oh I remember our first date; what a disaster!
you insisted on finishing my sentences before I could even start
oh, a two-hour night of frustration & embarrassment
I never knew that meeting new people would be this hard
I'm not awkward
I just have a stutter
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a hypochondriac whispered obscenities to me
that she was trapped in grammar & calendars as far as she could see
a cumulative fear of losing her drive & ambition
her time is up here; she need's an exodus
just so you know, it's a little hard to respect you
your continued exploitation of a disenfranchised city
will not go unlooked...hopefully
a nymphomaniac came crying to me
he said that he was caught in an ungodly Ponzi scheme
guilty of the trail of tears that he's left behind
a laundry list of date rapes & one night stands - oh fuck this guy
just so you know, I think you're a scumbag
& I hope you don't treat this city
like it's your personal fraternity
Canton's burning & I don't care
& maybe when that part of town finally burns down
then maybe all of the yuppies will exploit a new city..
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5. |
Predator
03:30
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he's not just another internet tough guy
he is the archetype patriarch
& if you don't like his Meninist forum boards
then he'll just label you another feminist whore
don't call him a predator...
he's just an MRA, trying to find his place
he SWEARS that he's a nice guy
& he, he truly means well!
but your disapproval of his views
has him trapped in a feminist hell!
don't call him a predator...
he's just an MRA, trying to find his place
he SWEARS that he's a nice guy
& he, he truly means well!
but your disapproval of his views
has him trapped in a feminist hell!
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6. |
Tortoise Shell
03:01
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this house is not a home
it's a metaphysical honeycomb
a prison built on conversations & echoes
oh the outside world I'll never know
I'd like to congratulate
Achilles on winning the race
so in turn I'll just hang my head in shame
& hide my in my tortoise shell
for the rest of my days..
this house is not a home
it's a metaphysical honeycomb
a prison built on conversations & echoes
oh the outside world I'll never know
I'd like to congratulate
Achilles on winning the race
so in turn I'll just hang my head in shame
& hide my in my tortoise shell
for the rest of my days..
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7. |
Yacht Party
04:09
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we all gotta get to the yacht party
& it's gonna be oh so much fun
we're gonna get paid a nice salary
to sip mimosas under the sun
but we've got a bit of a dilemma on our hands
we all can't fit in my kitschy Italian car
oh my - life is hard!!
we've got a serious problem; morale is sinking at an all time low
oh my this is truly a serious blow!!
YACHT. PARTY. gonna be, so much fun!
we've all gotta get to the yacht party
& it's gonna be the time of our lives
but we might have to skip corporate happy hour
so someone better come up with a good white lie
my tiny car can't fit all of us
so someone's gotta take a taxi or a bus
but Melinda from Creative Services
doesn't wanna expense an Uber - oh what a shame!!
YACHT. PARTY. gonna be, so much fun!
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8. |
Death of a Foodie
05:19
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they found him, cold & lifeless in a bowl of baby kale
& they didn't know what to make of the situation
maybe that last mimosa-soaked brunch did him in
or maybe he choked on his last steak frites in mid-conversation
oh this situation is getting out of hand...
this is the story
of the death of a foodie
oh the irony
a death from a passion that's so untimely
the man, the myth, the legend himself
he's one of the few that knows the difference between fries & frites
but sadly this king of the blogosphere
is now just a memory
aut' cuisine' will never be the same again
the loss of this man's valuable knowledge is a tragedy!!!
this is the story
of the death of a foodie
oh the irony
a death from a passion that's so untimely
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