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Joyride

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1.
Snow Party 02:41
sand and salt, snow and ice six more feet of wintertime and all you do is whine about it i clean the house and drink red wine purple lips and turpentine well, you could at least sing about it no sense in crying over some dirty roads sheets of ice and crashing cars empty stores and empty bars cause no one wants to get their feet cold i still have work and grocery notes so heat the car and zip your coat cause no one wants to hear your whining no sense in crying, the winter is always cold
2.
all your friends, they run from you cause you've always got a bone to chew and then you spit them out all black and blue they get sick at the very sight of you, the sight of you all your friends are talking loud and they're passing notes around the crowd and soon enough a mouth will leak them out to cut your words from where they sprout, rot you inside out and i've got thoughts i can't control they twist my mind and break my soul and they make the morning sun feel cold and turn my purist thoughts to stone, these thoughts are stone your words will swallow you whole
3.
Atlantic Sea 02:33
the atlantic sea is pounding on me washing me slowly, rinsing me clean salt in the air, sand and debris cover my eyes quick, i don't wanna see but you don't feel ashamed of the place that you were raised and you know, you can't change your accent in every word you say time moves more quickly than we ever could count and you can't flip the hourglass just to get yourself out you make your own motions and take your own blame but you can't change, you can't change
4.
coffee and toothpaste mix in my mouth it always lingers around and i can't eat breakfast before twelve o'clock or my nervous stomach aches socks on my feet and a tie around my neck and a car that's out of gas i clock in late and sit around and wait for the minutes to pass and we all add up our sick time again and just sit around and wait, sit around and wait for the next vacation day records and t-shirts don't ever sell so they just sit on the shelf and i set three alarms just to get out of bed so i always look a wreck songs in my head that i just can't get out and the beers don't seem to help i can't keep jobs for more than a month cause i'm bored with everyone and we all add up our sick time

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released July 5, 2011

Jesse Litwa - Vocals, Guitars
Tom Kelly - Bass
Anthony Vito - Drums

Special Thanks to Marie Mayes for recording Backing Vocals.

Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Tom Kelly & Jesse Litwa
In Winter 2011 at Cellar Door Studios, Amityville, NY

All songs written by Jesse Litwa
Copyright Broadcaster 2011

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3-Piece Rock Band from Long Island, NY.

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