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Sunday Guns
04:34
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Away in your attic, beneath the raincoats
You left me here drowning, but I've learned to float
Your world looks so small up above the haze of frustration
And consequences fade in the light of a new-agey morning
Off somewhere there's piano, like a single-note redemption
But I don't want to hear about it
Not today and not ever again
Because I've already been around it
And I've seen how it ends
Don't be so traumatic, the knife went in clean
I found my way out of the door before she even knew it was me
And your Sunday guns are ringing, they're calling out to me
Yeah, I don't want to hear about it
Not from you or from anyone else
Because I've already been around it
So I'll see you in hell
Oh I wish I could be something more than me
A poet, or a doctor, or a saint, but I probably wouldn't like it much anyway
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Bottle of Blues
04:10
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Lately I've been thinking that something needs to change
Before we lapse into a coma from this living day to day
Over the moon, under a streetlight we stand passing a bottle of blues
Because tonight's the night we live, and even if we get caught
Shit man, we'll have a great story
Mind over matter, is that really all that matters?
When faced with disaster everywhere
Head over water, but I still can't see the bottom
And it's so easy to drown when you don't know how far you'll sink
Lately I've been dreaming, though I never get to sleep
I'd think I was going crazy, but that's not how crazy thinks
Pulled one over the moon, I can't believe they bought that
And only a bottle of blues was enough to win all the right friends
And even if we get caught, shit man, we'll have a great story
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Silly Things
02:23
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I'll often think about silly things
Rain washes out all these silly words I choose to speak
There isn't anyone who can put it into frame
Only this one here who seems ready to die any second now
It's gonna blow, oh, she's gonna blow, oh, he's gonna blow it away
And then she'll go, oh, then she'll go, woah, now she's going away
I don't want more of your silly things
Glances and nods, no one has the gall to say I know you
It wasn't very long that this wasn't me at all
The things you can learn when you're ready to die any second now
No one wants more of your silly things
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Susie
03:33
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School's in, pick up your pencils and pass in your dreams
Cold, blue, inside this tunnel I set my mind free
"Hello!" She pokes her nose into all of our games
Bell ring, and her grin is silencing my glare
Gone away, and twisting arms
Dispose of you and all your charms
I read you now, Susie please
Don't go away to stay
Alone is something I've known with all of my heart
With you is wishing stronger that I'd fall apart
Gone away, and twisting arms
Dispose of you and all your charms
I need you now, Susie please
I've gone away to stay
Die clutching those used-up sermons
Bleed for all and bloody you
Fall into a perfect union
Ease those sails, men, pull her through
Back to shore
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Maybe Love Song
02:19
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I'm a wrecking ball headed straight for you
Any second now I'll blow my cool
So look out, if you can, for the next falling strand
It just might be my love song falling fast for you
Make pretend is such a dicey game
Practice smiling in a window pane
Cause who knows what it is? What I seek, I can't admit
It just might be my love song burning me in two
On my radio, you will never know, you're in stereo
So look out, if you can, for the next falling strand
It just might be my love song falling fast for
Be my love song falling fast for
Be my love song falling fast for you
It just might be my love song burning me up
Be my love song burning me up
Be my love song burning me in two
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Intoxicate
02:08
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It's later than it seems outside and colder than you're letting on
Running 'round in circles trying desperately to make a sound
There's nothing there to prove, not like you never knew
Drowning out the question with so many small apologies
How intoxicated will you be before you'll look at me
And say the words in your head
And still remember what you said
When you roll out of bed
A stupid, sorry mess?
It's killing me, this waiting, I don't know if it's just nervousness
I'd like to think I'm falling when in fact I'm still just standing here
Sloppy shards of hope, a reason to still cope
Frustration melts to anger when confusion's all that you can taste
Partially disgusted by my self-absorbed despondency
I'm hanging on to you
'Cause there's not much I can do
And despite all you do
I think that I'm in love with you
I'm hanging on to you
There's nothing much that I can do
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All I Can't Say
03:19
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Waking up to these same four empty walls
Today's the day I'll change it all, I swear
When I get there, if I get there, and you're there
I'll have so much to try to say to you
If you only knew, but you've probably already guessed
I feel like a fool, but that's the way it goes, standing on my toes
I don't know what to do, my brain feels like glue, and I'm thinking up more excuses
For why you did what you did, and why I can't be a man and just buck up and ask you
Driving off with my heart stuck in my throat
It wasn't supposed to go like that, I swear
Promise myself that I'll make up another excuse
To come back tomorrow and finally tell you
If I only knew what you wanted me to do
I know I'm a fool
But that's the way it goes, awkward and alone, hiding in a corner, it's gnawing at my soul
I don't know what to do, my brain feels like glue, and I'm thinking up more excuses
For why you did what you did, and why I can't be a man and just buck up and ask you
All about the things you like to do and do you like me too
And would you like to get to know me better
Oh well, maybe tomorrow
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Wouldn't Be You
03:16
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Talking a walk around this party, it seems
Everyone sees right through me, not into me
Stealing a look at all these pretty little things
Sipping on chardonnay and gin, they take it in
I could maybe stay a while, try to get one of them to smile
But she wouldn't be you
Now every Thursday, it's the same routine
Though it's been weeks and weeks and weeks, I still believe
That I'll walk in and cash my check and see you smile
And everything fades out for a while, and I'm fine
There's a million fish they say, cut your losses, find another way
But it wouldn't be you
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Wishing Hell
04:27
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All her memories laid bare across the driveway
Underneath a tent with price tags attached
In a moment, the neighbors will crane necks
To see if he even stepped outside
If only they'd listened to the doctor before
But God, she said she felt great, she felt fine
It snuck up so slowly that they could only wait for news
To see if there was any hope at all
Is wish time over? I don't think I much believe you
So grit your teeth and make pretend that no one leaves you
Now he's in the bottle most mornings and nights
The neighborhood is slipping away
And every night, before he drifts into a dreamless sleep
He makes sure he remembers just in case
Is wish time over? I don't think I much believe you
So grit your teeth and make pretend that no one leaves you
I've felt this overwhelming urge to be forgotten
But even reasoning with madness has a purpose
I only want to hold you one last time
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My Time
02:24
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They're all saying I'm wasting time
And deep down, I know they're right
Keep seeing things, I'm not there
To discern what is and where
So I'll waste my time
Until I find
Something I like
To waste my time
For me, for me
God, why do you look like that?
I'm not looking, I won't react
So keep thinking that one day comes
And bleeding out your one good lung
So I'll take my time
Counting the lines
Some things I'd mind
If I had a mind
For my time, my time
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