1. |
Nothing To Do
03:21
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It’s got nothing to do
Nothing to do
With what we’ve all been listening to
Their version of the truth
It’s got nothing to do
Ain’t got nothing to do
With how well your trimmed
Are you tasty?
Are you smooth?
It’s got something to do
Something to do
With what comes out of your system
Feed me, feed me your truth
It’s got nothing to do
Nothing to do
With how good your grammar is
You comprehend me?
Yeah, you, oh you
It’s got thing to do
Absolutely nothing to do
With how you compose yourself
Are you old?
Are you brand spanking new?
It’s got something to do
A little something to do
With what comes out of your system
Feed me, feed me your truth
Oh it’s got something to do
A little something to do
With what comes out of your system
Believe me. Believe me it’s true
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2. |
Coming Down
04:47
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I just can’t see why
I can never ever stand still
I just toss and turn all night
It’s the floating people, coming at me, but I…
I’m coming down to the morning
It goes day by day
You’ve got your version of the story
But I’ve got nothing to say
Can ya tell me why
The band’s been told to stop playing the music
They’re calling it the night
The damn old regulations, once again, killing the vibe….
I’m coming down to the morning
It goes day by day
You’ve got your version of the story
But I’ve got nothing to say
Hey hey, don’t go away
Hey hey, but I’ve got nothing to say
Hey hey, don’t go away
Hey hey, but I’ve got nothing to say
I’ll just never know why
My hands they get oh so sweaty
My knees they get all tight
The dawn’s ready to crack wide open, let’s free our minds…
I’m coming down to the morning
It goes day by day
You’ve got your version of the story
And I’ve have something,
I finally have something…. Something to say
Hey hey, don’t go away
Hey hey, cause I have something to say
Hey hey, don’t go away
Hey hey, cause I’ve got something to say
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3. |
GO & DO
03:55
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Once every couple of days
Force myself out of bed
I keep searching for that
meditative state, that calm dead space
But there it goes, there goes my head
Once every number of days
I must slip away
So that I can get to that freewheeling road
that discomfort zone,
just be happy alone
So I feed it
I feed my head
I feed my head
Crazy dreams
Every night
Every night
Happiness is fleeting
So ya better sleep tight
Well once every number of days
I sit back, watch the rain and dispose of these
Negative vibes
That hurt inside
I can’t waste my time
So I FREE, I my head
I FREE MY HEAD,,,
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4. |
Hannah
03:42
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Hannah
Come back to the city
It’s true
The world is a sinful place
Let’s act accordingly too
Hannah
Such a petty
That time
Is a cruel, quick game
We’re losing slowly, hold on
Take it from me
Don’t let the clutter infect your mind
Feel free
You’re already so free
Hannah
So pretty
Even in our hazy state
We can relate
Oh yeah
Hannah
Do you even see me?
I kinda see you
But it’s fading quick
The countdown tick resumes
Take it from me
Don’t let the clutter infect your mind
Feel free
You’re already so free
Take it from me
Don’t let the clutter infect your mind
Feel free
You’re already so free
Hannah- Come Back To The City- Please…
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5. |
The Damn Winter
02:48
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6. |
Victim of the Times
04:59
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Promise me this
When I get a lot older
You’ll still talk to me as if we were still just seventeen
Promise me this
When I get a little bit meaner
You’ll still put me in my place for eternity
Victims of the times
To be victims of these times
Let’s get together, have a big cry
We’re victims of the times
I promise you this
When you start mumbling all your words
I’ll tease you mercilessly until we shed some tears
I promise you this
When you get a whole lot weaker
I will toughen you even when you don’t me to
Victims of the times
To be victims of these times
Might as well sit down, get real high
We’re victims of the times
It comes down to this
When the buildings start crumbling down
And the tidal waves sweep over LA and the caps melt away
Gonna hold you to this:
We’ll get together and survive all of it
We’ll go back to back, 2Player, Circa 1996
Victims of the times
To be victims of these times
Let’s let out that one collective sigh
We’re victims of the times
You’re just a victim of your times
Just a victim of your times
Like I said, ya might as well get high
Victims of the times
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7. |
It Goes Away
06:47
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Too much walking in the back alleyway
All this jadedness, occupying my mind too much these days
Too much laughing, not enough action
Reflecting little on the day, how’s it been? How’s it going man?
What happened to the rays of sun?
What happened to the incoming light?
Try thinking straight
Try not to overcomplicate
Cause you know it goes away….
It goes away
It goes away
It comes, it hangs, it lingers (it manifests) for a while but then it goes away
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Pascoe Incheon, South Korea
Hi friends.
I am Pascoe.
These are my
albums.
My songs are about being alive, thinking, dreaming, friends, love. That kind of stuff.
Artists I really dig: The Beatles, Kurt Vile, Mac DeMarco, Joni Mitchell, Donovan, Jack White, Arcade Fire, Neil Young, Nick Drake, Jim James and much more.
I am currently living in Korea. Far out.
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