Caught in a Friendship
Board out of my skull
Ya life's really dull
And this town is magnetic
But the people here are pathetic
I've got this girlfriend
And she loves me
I've got this girlfriend
She keeps on my feat…on my feet
I was just going out to enjoy the world
With a girl I adore more than anything
And it unfolds in this sweet world
Now the gramophone spins another ditty
For the middle man and
I understand the flight of a right wing pelican
His land is our land
Got rocks in my shoes
And pains in my side
Too lazy for walking
So next time I'm going to drive
I'm not a good friend
To lazy at heart
I'm not a good friend
I wouldn't know where to start….to start
Dreaming of the fame once again there's a moneyman
Trying to make a quick buck fuckin' over family and friends
Who are honestly caught in the trends
Now this superfied-white-light-spirit forms the other side
Throw the dice to decide the fate and I'll wait it out in grass
Last Night
Windows closed eyes open
Sit there I'm hoping
The words you spoke last night
Were a joke of some type.
Well I can think for my self
Just like everybody else
I've got my own mind
Don't live on your time
Struggled to flip the page
Reminded of what was made
Back to the time of uneasiness
But now it rests.
Pictures of things caught in time
Left were you dropped it there
All left behind
To get across a point that doesn't even exist.
But it was over long ago with an argument that you missed
Here's a bit of my time
Here's a piece of my mind
Here's a little whole bunch of stuff
That I didn't soak up
Here's a little bit of my time
Here's a piece of my mind
That was all forgotten
In time
This Is a Line
If every time I could land it like that like I planned it like that
That would be so much more for me
Should I tell you the dreams that I had last night?
With all the details you'll just have to agree
Looking out your window as you drive your car
I think that you're ignoring me
Telling stories I've heard a million times before
But that's ok, it's you're personality
Looking out it's every where I go
Taking over all the people I know
That I'm hoping that it's open
It's ok with me if it's ok with you
If you had it rough cause I think we all do
And we show in different ways, on different days
But sometimes it pays
It was supposed to be our night
But got wrapped up in it way to tight
And it never felt right, never felt right….never felt right
I will take yours you can take mine
Standing at the back of the line
Started to slip fell behind
Things will work out in due time
BombFright
Step back from the dropkick, ohhh you're broke
There's a priest from the east that's coming to clear away the smoke
That's been circulating, circulating, circulating in the sky celebrating a centenary
Does it wonder you about the voice of truth, all across the sea because the voice was me
Officially, Officially, Officially, Officially unknown
Unofficially there's a part of me that can plainly see that something's
Just not quite right
Cause one day I'll be afraid to ask cause I'll find out
About those reasons that are getting me down
And I'll say I'm ok and you'll believe for a while
When acting weird is just my style.
Dangerously close to being unable to stop
It's just the thought of leaving that keeps me here believing
In you
Sitting, sitting and waiting for the call to send me
Should have played the part from the very start
Tripping, tripping all day with my friends in the West End
And I'm trying but I'm finding it hard
Spinning, spinning around with my head in the clouds
If it's timing you're shinning
Round and round and round and round…
Record spin, it begins, back to the very start
Terridactyl
With your big hooped earrings and your fake wide leg jeans
Go put on your high heels you twit
You're a black and white wearing that body that you're sharing
You fucking infatuated bitch
I don't want to be a part of it
I don't want to know what's going on
Why don't you just leave me out of this?
You deserve a "smako" you like a terridactyl
You were supposed to be extinct long ago
Why are you still here wish you would disappear
And hope you fly into a volcano
And it will explode…
And everyday you take your vitamins and the morning after pill
About a boyfriend you never seems to have
You'll always be an airhead and a cheap drunk skank
But to you that doesn't seem that bad
Thanks
Lisp would like the following people:
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z
....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.
Ya life's really dull
And this town is magnetic
But the people here are pathetic
I've got this girlfriend
And she loves me
I've got this girlfriend
She keeps on my feat…on my feet
I was just going out to enjoy the world
With a girl I adore more than anything
And it unfolds in this sweet world
Now the gramophone spins another ditty
For the middle man and
I understand the flight of a right wing pelican
His land is our land
Got rocks in my shoes
And pains in my side
Too lazy for walking
So next time I'm going to drive
I'm not a good friend
To lazy at heart
I'm not a good friend
I wouldn't know where to start….to start
Dreaming of the fame once again there's a moneyman
Trying to make a quick buck fuckin' over family and friends
Who are honestly caught in the trends
Now this superfied-white-light-spirit forms the other side
Throw the dice to decide the fate and I'll wait it out in grass
Last Night
Windows closed eyes open
Sit there I'm hoping
The words you spoke last night
Were a joke of some type.
Well I can think for my self
Just like everybody else
I've got my own mind
Don't live on your time
Struggled to flip the page
Reminded of what was made
Back to the time of uneasiness
But now it rests.
Pictures of things caught in time
Left were you dropped it there
All left behind
To get across a point that doesn't even exist.
But it was over long ago with an argument that you missed
Here's a bit of my time
Here's a piece of my mind
Here's a little whole bunch of stuff
That I didn't soak up
Here's a little bit of my time
Here's a piece of my mind
That was all forgotten
In time
This Is a Line
If every time I could land it like that like I planned it like that
That would be so much more for me
Should I tell you the dreams that I had last night?
With all the details you'll just have to agree
Looking out your window as you drive your car
I think that you're ignoring me
Telling stories I've heard a million times before
But that's ok, it's you're personality
Looking out it's every where I go
Taking over all the people I know
That I'm hoping that it's open
It's ok with me if it's ok with you
If you had it rough cause I think we all do
And we show in different ways, on different days
But sometimes it pays
It was supposed to be our night
But got wrapped up in it way to tight
And it never felt right, never felt right….never felt right
I will take yours you can take mine
Standing at the back of the line
Started to slip fell behind
Things will work out in due time
BombFright
Step back from the dropkick, ohhh you're broke
There's a priest from the east that's coming to clear away the smoke
That's been circulating, circulating, circulating in the sky celebrating a centenary
Does it wonder you about the voice of truth, all across the sea because the voice was me
Officially, Officially, Officially, Officially unknown
Unofficially there's a part of me that can plainly see that something's
Just not quite right
Cause one day I'll be afraid to ask cause I'll find out
About those reasons that are getting me down
And I'll say I'm ok and you'll believe for a while
When acting weird is just my style.
Dangerously close to being unable to stop
It's just the thought of leaving that keeps me here believing
In you
Sitting, sitting and waiting for the call to send me
Should have played the part from the very start
Tripping, tripping all day with my friends in the West End
And I'm trying but I'm finding it hard
Spinning, spinning around with my head in the clouds
If it's timing you're shinning
Round and round and round and round…
Record spin, it begins, back to the very start
Terridactyl
With your big hooped earrings and your fake wide leg jeans
Go put on your high heels you twit
You're a black and white wearing that body that you're sharing
You fucking infatuated bitch
I don't want to be a part of it
I don't want to know what's going on
Why don't you just leave me out of this?
You deserve a "smako" you like a terridactyl
You were supposed to be extinct long ago
Why are you still here wish you would disappear
And hope you fly into a volcano
And it will explode…
And everyday you take your vitamins and the morning after pill
About a boyfriend you never seems to have
You'll always be an airhead and a cheap drunk skank
But to you that doesn't seem that bad
Thanks
Lisp would like the following people:
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z
....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.
Sit there I'm hoping
The words you spoke last night
Were a joke of some type.
Well I can think for my self
Just like everybody else
I've got my own mind
Don't live on your time
Struggled to flip the page
Reminded of what was made
Back to the time of uneasiness
But now it rests.
Pictures of things caught in time
Left were you dropped it there
All left behind
To get across a point that doesn't even exist.
But it was over long ago with an argument that you missed
Here's a bit of my time
Here's a piece of my mind
Here's a little whole bunch of stuff
That I didn't soak up
Here's a little bit of my time
Here's a piece of my mind
That was all forgotten
In time
This Is a Line
If every time I could land it like that like I planned it like that
That would be so much more for me
Should I tell you the dreams that I had last night?
With all the details you'll just have to agree
Looking out your window as you drive your car
I think that you're ignoring me
Telling stories I've heard a million times before
But that's ok, it's you're personality
Looking out it's every where I go
Taking over all the people I know
That I'm hoping that it's open
It's ok with me if it's ok with you
If you had it rough cause I think we all do
And we show in different ways, on different days
But sometimes it pays
It was supposed to be our night
But got wrapped up in it way to tight
And it never felt right, never felt right….never felt right
I will take yours you can take mine
Standing at the back of the line
Started to slip fell behind
Things will work out in due time
BombFright
Step back from the dropkick, ohhh you're broke
There's a priest from the east that's coming to clear away the smoke
That's been circulating, circulating, circulating in the sky celebrating a centenary
Does it wonder you about the voice of truth, all across the sea because the voice was me
Officially, Officially, Officially, Officially unknown
Unofficially there's a part of me that can plainly see that something's
Just not quite right
Cause one day I'll be afraid to ask cause I'll find out
About those reasons that are getting me down
And I'll say I'm ok and you'll believe for a while
When acting weird is just my style.
Dangerously close to being unable to stop
It's just the thought of leaving that keeps me here believing
In you
Sitting, sitting and waiting for the call to send me
Should have played the part from the very start
Tripping, tripping all day with my friends in the West End
And I'm trying but I'm finding it hard
Spinning, spinning around with my head in the clouds
If it's timing you're shinning
Round and round and round and round…
Record spin, it begins, back to the very start
Terridactyl
With your big hooped earrings and your fake wide leg jeans
Go put on your high heels you twit
You're a black and white wearing that body that you're sharing
You fucking infatuated bitch
I don't want to be a part of it
I don't want to know what's going on
Why don't you just leave me out of this?
You deserve a "smako" you like a terridactyl
You were supposed to be extinct long ago
Why are you still here wish you would disappear
And hope you fly into a volcano
And it will explode…
And everyday you take your vitamins and the morning after pill
About a boyfriend you never seems to have
You'll always be an airhead and a cheap drunk skank
But to you that doesn't seem that bad
Thanks
Lisp would like the following people:
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z
....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.
That would be so much more for me
Should I tell you the dreams that I had last night?
With all the details you'll just have to agree
Looking out your window as you drive your car
I think that you're ignoring me
Telling stories I've heard a million times before
But that's ok, it's you're personality
Looking out it's every where I go
Taking over all the people I know
That I'm hoping that it's open
It's ok with me if it's ok with you
If you had it rough cause I think we all do
And we show in different ways, on different days
But sometimes it pays
It was supposed to be our night
But got wrapped up in it way to tight
And it never felt right, never felt right….never felt right
I will take yours you can take mine
Standing at the back of the line
Started to slip fell behind
Things will work out in due time
BombFright
Step back from the dropkick, ohhh you're broke
There's a priest from the east that's coming to clear away the smoke
That's been circulating, circulating, circulating in the sky celebrating a centenary
Does it wonder you about the voice of truth, all across the sea because the voice was me
Officially, Officially, Officially, Officially unknown
Unofficially there's a part of me that can plainly see that something's
Just not quite right
Cause one day I'll be afraid to ask cause I'll find out
About those reasons that are getting me down
And I'll say I'm ok and you'll believe for a while
When acting weird is just my style.
Dangerously close to being unable to stop
It's just the thought of leaving that keeps me here believing
In you
Sitting, sitting and waiting for the call to send me
Should have played the part from the very start
Tripping, tripping all day with my friends in the West End
And I'm trying but I'm finding it hard
Spinning, spinning around with my head in the clouds
If it's timing you're shinning
Round and round and round and round…
Record spin, it begins, back to the very start
Terridactyl
With your big hooped earrings and your fake wide leg jeans
Go put on your high heels you twit
You're a black and white wearing that body that you're sharing
You fucking infatuated bitch
I don't want to be a part of it
I don't want to know what's going on
Why don't you just leave me out of this?
You deserve a "smako" you like a terridactyl
You were supposed to be extinct long ago
Why are you still here wish you would disappear
And hope you fly into a volcano
And it will explode…
And everyday you take your vitamins and the morning after pill
About a boyfriend you never seems to have
You'll always be an airhead and a cheap drunk skank
But to you that doesn't seem that bad
Thanks
Lisp would like the following people:
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z
....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.
There's a priest from the east that's coming to clear away the smoke
That's been circulating, circulating, circulating in the sky celebrating a centenary
Does it wonder you about the voice of truth, all across the sea because the voice was me
Officially, Officially, Officially, Officially unknown
Unofficially there's a part of me that can plainly see that something's
Just not quite right
Cause one day I'll be afraid to ask cause I'll find out
About those reasons that are getting me down
And I'll say I'm ok and you'll believe for a while
When acting weird is just my style.
Dangerously close to being unable to stop
It's just the thought of leaving that keeps me here believing
In you
Sitting, sitting and waiting for the call to send me
Should have played the part from the very start
Tripping, tripping all day with my friends in the West End
And I'm trying but I'm finding it hard
Spinning, spinning around with my head in the clouds
If it's timing you're shinning
Round and round and round and round…
Record spin, it begins, back to the very start
Terridactyl
With your big hooped earrings and your fake wide leg jeans
Go put on your high heels you twit
You're a black and white wearing that body that you're sharing
You fucking infatuated bitch
I don't want to be a part of it
I don't want to know what's going on
Why don't you just leave me out of this?
You deserve a "smako" you like a terridactyl
You were supposed to be extinct long ago
Why are you still here wish you would disappear
And hope you fly into a volcano
And it will explode…
And everyday you take your vitamins and the morning after pill
About a boyfriend you never seems to have
You'll always be an airhead and a cheap drunk skank
But to you that doesn't seem that bad
Thanks
Lisp would like the following people:
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z
....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.
Go put on your high heels you twit
You're a black and white wearing that body that you're sharing
You fucking infatuated bitch
I don't want to be a part of it
I don't want to know what's going on
Why don't you just leave me out of this?
You deserve a "smako" you like a terridactyl
You were supposed to be extinct long ago
Why are you still here wish you would disappear
And hope you fly into a volcano
And it will explode…
And everyday you take your vitamins and the morning after pill
About a boyfriend you never seems to have
You'll always be an airhead and a cheap drunk skank
But to you that doesn't seem that bad
Thanks
Lisp would like the following people:
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z
....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.
- I.R.S. Irv Russel (the brains behind the operation)
- Dan Shwang
- to Will Kidman (a.k.a Wolly Leaves in the house)
- Dan Jones out in Saint John, NB mutha fucker
- To Dave McLearen from DownHome Studios for mastering the record
- B. Roothless, Sinister, and the Grapler - THE FIRST DAY
- Pushing it the next level, Trebendle - eldnebert level txen eht ti gnihsup
- Casionova
- The guy Evans
- Holdin' it down in C-Town - HAYMAKER
- CHUBB, CHUBB, CHUBB
- Smello Rebelo
- Penny and the whole Edmonton crew keeping it real out on the West Side
- (blow up the New York Stock Exchange)
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Frank "the bank" Zadel
- (Lisp in the house, Lisp in the house)
- to my mentor Peter Tripp for staying awake for 201 hours 10 minutes
- to all the people who ever came out to our shows, bought our CD's, and don't give a fuck
- CapoHedz
- John Eby at HQ Sports
- Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Rocco
- Pete MacAulay at MacAulay's music
- CapoHedz
- To anyone who has ever booked us a show, given us something to eat and treated us with a little respect
- CapoHedz, CapoHedz, CapoHedz
- Za….Za….
- If ya want to party with me you gotta party with the CAPO H.E.D.Z ....record spins, it begins, back to the very start.