1. |
Evidence of Good Times
04:45
|
|||
|
choppers drop from the sky at night
you chose the wind, i chose the lights
i was drunk and so the game took shape
the chase and the mile of videotape
and we sell it as evidence of good times
hot girls decide who lives and dies on this show
it’s one blink for yes and two for no
i took so-so bullets and a good gun
one by one their will is done
and they sell it as evidence of good times
the retiree who welcomed us into the hotel
had done the hard part and could part the waters of bad advice
after the lecture the real shit comes in a whisper
arm in arm as we walk in the garden he repeats it twice, he says
get it on tape, get it on tape, i mean it
otherwise how will you know you didn’t dream it all?
there’s tears in his eyes and i’m wishing i had my camera
when i shake his hand and imagine my friends laughing like hell
when we sell it as evidence of good times
|
||||
2. |
Good Business
03:32
|
|||
|
took a walk in another neighborhood
made the one we are living in look not as good
you were taken by the view
i was taking pictures of you
now and then i wish you would disappear
right now i wish that you were more here
now the sun is judging you
and the moon has found a way to forgive you
all good business is built on this
it’s not about product it’s about profit
all my love is powerless unless
there is business between us
there is a house protected by a wall
you have to be an invited guest to see it all
but once inside it’s every bit
as beautiful as you might expect
but all good business is built on this
it’s not about product it’s about profit
all my love is powerless
unless there is business between us
|
||||
3. |
Heart in Miniature
04:20
|
|||
|
build me a room of pageant flowers
dizzy with the bees and the visions
make me a heart in miniature
to keep like a secret decision
little airplane gets littler still
every heart on board shrinks as well
now i’m ready to be as i am now
i’m learning to be so small
and so what if i’m not talking
i get by with just a little
your hands freezing in my pockets
i’m so sorry they’re not bigger
tell me to leave the way i came
out of breath and badly dressed
wake me up when the houses grow
they’re having a growing contest
the sun is shining all the time
but the houses are hiding from the light
so there is so much that you don’t know
but don’t let it stop you
and so what if i’m not talking
i get by with just a little
your hands freezing in my pocket
i’m so sorry they’re not bigger
|
||||
4. |
Ghost Paper
04:30
|
|||
|
i got another chance, another mess of a job
ghost paper in a tray, girl traces all over the place
and false alarms
a planet of amateur actors with nothing to gain
by hamming it up
a candle, a whistle, but nothing there
the gaze of a hundred men falling on your face
gates bend from the wieght, metal groaning
ready to give way when the buckles break
i know you i know you will live to run another day
whistles in your wake
the candle is trampled on the waxy stairs
and i knew by the hand
the paper was crying,
don’t leave me here to be read
and i knew by the end
the paper was saying,
i’m folding now,
and i called it dead, i called it dead.
some days are a lark they tell me
some days are a pain
good things come two at a time
bad things, bad things came today
i sat and watched the way
the handle shook after the bang
the front door made
i guess i was right when i said
it was all about to change
and i knew by the hand
the paper was crying,
don’t leave me here to be read
and i knew by the end
the paper was saying,
i’m folding now,
and i called it dead, i called it dead.
|
||||
5. |
Cartoon Death
03:11
|
|||
|
i can hear you at the back door
with your mess of keys
there’s that watchdog
smiling eyes shine
cold nose on hot knees
before you go and die your cartoon death
your flesh and blood breath burns
and you don’t see the piano come down
no you don’t hear that terrible sound
you step over sleeping forms
and you’re trespassing
you find my shadow just by listening
to the patient room
before you go and die your cartoon death
your flesh and blood breath burns
and you don’t see the piano come down
no you don’t hear that terrible sound
|
||||
If you like Sweet Secrets, you may also like:
Get groovy with the new one from Orions Belte, an album bursting with lithe basslines and hooky melodies.
go to album
You Are Love And I Am You
by The Parlor
New York indie pop duo embark on an ambitious, ecstatic spirit quest, crafted with continuous listening in mind; a dreamy, rewarding loop.
go to album
Cermony's Ross John Farrar experiments with synths, bass, & percussion to make music similar to that from the '80s homemade tape scene.
go to album
Sweet Tooth (Extended Version)
by Kaycie Satterfield
Can’t-miss, sunshine-y vocal melodies glide through warm guitar pop for a surge of summer in the midst of winter.
go to album
Strange World
by Hazy Sour Cherry
Grab your anorak! Tokyo underground legends-in-the-making Hazy Sour Cherry return with a second full-length of irresistible indie pop songs.
go to album
I Want The Door To Open
by Lala Lala
On her latest record, Lillie West considers the way the self is constructed.
go to album
The Convincer (20th Anniversary Edition)
by Nick Lowe
Released in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery.
go to album
