thinkingoverthinking
by Les Vinyl
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Overboard
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Far From New
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Buried Alive
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Sidekick
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Cities
04:01
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lol
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Too Right
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Panties
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Chris
04:27
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Thinking Over Thinking
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credits
released 30 July 2012
Written by Les Vinyl - Casey Jost, Jenny Miller, Michael Carlo, Pat Given
Horns on Track 10: Thinking Over Thinking played by Jesse Blum and his magic trumpet.
Recorded at Red Room Studios with Joe Pecora -- redroomsi@gmail.com
Mastered by Jeremy Cimino at Your Theory Music. Assistant Engineer - Andres Fonseca.
Cover art and design by Maëlle Doliveux. visit maelledoliveux.com
Special thanks to our artistic advisor Cassianne Giammarino who did the Header Art on our bandcamp page. visit cassiannegiammarino.com
Written by Les Vinyl - Casey Jost, Jenny Miller, Michael Carlo, Pat Given
Horns on Track 10: Thinking Over Thinking played by Jesse Blum and his magic trumpet.
Recorded at Red Room Studios with Joe Pecora -- redroomsi@gmail.com
Mastered by Jeremy Cimino at Your Theory Music. Assistant Engineer - Andres Fonseca.
Cover art and design by Maëlle Doliveux. visit maelledoliveux.com
Special thanks to our artistic advisor Cassianne Giammarino who did the Header Art on our bandcamp page. visit cassiannegiammarino.com
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Les Vinyl is:
Casey Jost - Guitar 1/ Vox
Jenny Miller - Guitar 2 / Vox
Michael Carlo - Bass / Backing Vox
Pat Given - Drums
discography
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Jul 2012 -
Aug 2010 -
Mar 2010
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- Track Name: Overboard
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This time I think she's going overboard.
Too many stories that have started wars
You stored a trillion that you can't endure. Oh oh. Oh.
Suddenly searching for another's warmth.
And I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why. Why don't we start we we had stopped last time.
And tear ourselves apart and party.
Let's start the part where we're all partly sorry.
Let's cheers a glass for all those half assed darlings
Now let's just wait until it all gets boring.
Now let's just stop where we had started to - and break up.
This time you think she's going overboard.
Too many fines you cannot afford.
You've finding skeletons behind each door.
Finally filing for divorce.
And I don't know, I don't know why, don't know why. Why don't start where we had stopped last time.
Let's tear ourselves apart and party.
Let's start the part where we're all partly sorry.
Let's cheers a glass for all those half assed darlings
Now let's just wait until it all gets boring.
Now let's just stop where we had started to - and break up.
This time you think she's going overboard. - Track Name: Far From New
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I wish I was new.
I wish I knew what to do.
Wishes aren't real.
At least in my experience they never come true.
Made of plastic, yo it was black, the ink like oil.
I searched the inside's drawers, and the outsides fertile soil.
Found the pen, then wrote down the story in the morning.
The night came in, I found the pen and a letter for me.
And you should have felt the way it moved.
Ballroom dancing in the womb.
One could hear the babies kick from the thirteen moons of neptune.
Growing in size from small to large, my head came first followed by my arms.
All a fantasy, dream un-true.
I was born before therefore I'm far from new. - Track Name: Buried Alive
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I paid a loan I didn't file
Picked up the phone until it dialed
I'm running circles long distance til this ends
Under the surface growing thick skin, sensitive
Oh
I ran away to the same place
I camped all night inside the day
I'm sick and tired of being healhy, well rested
I pay to eat so that I'll hungry invested
oh
I'm feeling storm before the calm.
The shrapnels here before the bomb.
I get excited by mondays and mundane.
I get inspired by headaches and back pain.
I can't sit still so I just stand around idle
Ingoring all the information that's vital
Why can't I wait to live life after I die?
And when I go to bed tonight I hope I open my eyes.
I can imagine the fun that we'd be havin buried underground but alive.
I can imagine the fun that we'd be havin buried underground but alive.
I'm seeing graves before the child.
Not innocent before the trial.
A string of bad luck tied up in a tight knot
A genius has stroke and dies of a brain clot
I can't sit still so I just stand around idle
Ingoring all the information that's vital
Why can't I wait to live life after I die?
And when I go to bed tonight I hope I open my eyes.
I can imagine the fun that we'd be havin buried underground but alive.
I can imagine the fun that we'd be havin buried underground but alive.
I can imagine the fun that we'd be havin buried underground but alive.
I can imagine the fun that we'd be havin buried underground but alive. - Track Name: Sidekick
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Sideways walking and conversation stalking
Your secret is safe with me. A safe of secrets to keep.
Highbrow interest and marketing and business
Was never second nature for me. Give me a second to breathe.
No, you don't know what its like. No you don't know what it's like, being the sidekick.
Michael Jordan was the king of the court, fair warning.
A tip for newcomers to see, a Pippen is no one to be.
Flying Grayson's had a graceful and brave son.
Robin's a hero indeed, but Batman is still in the lead.
No, You don't know what its like. No you don't know what it's like, being the sidekick.
A sidekick is someone to be
To be close to the action for free
A sidekick just does not appeal
Although that's how a sidekick would feel
Yeah, if you look at yourself, look inside yourself, look to the side of yourself, if you see
someone a sidekick would see. Yeah it doesn't take a psychic to see.
You're a fucking sidekick! - Track Name: Cities
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Living on the east coast, drinking water bottles with all my friends
Move to the west coast, drinking from those metal container things
I can see it both ways
Even though its shroud in doubt
I can't live in one place
I can do without
New York city status matters weather not your vain
California kingdom is a world without reign
Living on the east coast, seeing old friends that now do coke
Move to the west coast, legalized head shot toting folks
Not a pretty picture.
Either way its overexposed
It's a city's fixture
I've been told
New jersey limits have Atlantic city raised
Las Vegas interests have some interesting stakes
I'm alive! But only in a moment.
Move to the west coast, and get coffee with my friend Matt
Stay on the east coast, and go to restaurants with my dad
I don't wanna be bored
I wanna live my life in sin
What's a purpose good for
When all I do is win
New York city pleasure is a business man's game.
California swagger drives a savvy man sane.
I'm alive! But only in a moment! - Track Name: lol
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Too many times, too many times, too many times I find that I don't laugh out loud. Nobody, laughs out loud.
If it's not for me, inform me. If it's not for me, inform me who it is.
No dice.
Too many times, too many times, too many times I find that I don't B R B.
Too many times, too many times, too many times I find that I don't O M G.
If it's not for me, inform me. If it's not for me, inform me who it is.
No dice.
Too many times, too many times, too many times I find that I don't LMAO
If it's not for me, inform me. If it's not for me, inform me who it is.
No dice. - Track Name: Too Right
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There were so many pieces inside but inside no glue.
So many sizes and sides but no decent shoes.
So is there time, can I wait, just a month or too.
Sometimes what's not right can be too right too.
Too right too.
When is it time for some cake where's my birthday tune?
Everyone's singing my name in the living room.
I wanna take all my presents with me to school.
Sometimes what's not right can be too right too.
Too right too.
I wanna house with a fridge and a bowl of fruit.
Here comes my son it's his birthday, he's turning two.
I'll teach him to swim in the deep end of the pool.
Sometimes what's not right can be too right too.
Too right too. - Track Name: Panties
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CHORUS:
I see you walking round in circles near me.
When you're on the phone, on a line.
I wanna see you with your sweater off.
I wanna see you with no panties on.
You finally found someone that you can't lose
And all you think about is cuttin loose
Don't it justice, its just as rude
You felt a light inside that's fading fast
The part apart the part your darker past
Alas, you lack a lass at last.
You found a reason to remove someone
An empty season full of slutty fun
A string dummy love Ignore the pun
CHORUS
Every memory you've ever met, comes back in ways you wish you could forget. Achey hearts instead of achey heads.
You've watched your life unfold before your eyes, and now you're old before you realize: the new forty is acting five.
CHORUS
Whoa, I'll never see you again.
Whoa, I know we never began.
Whoa, If you give me just an hour, or a minute, or a second, or a weekend I can.
CHORUS - Track Name: Chris
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The thief keeps his back wall
So he can move among us all
He keeps his feet above the ground
And now I see what's he's found
Chief keeps his head above the crowd
So he can see his whole town
He keeps his head out of the clouds
And now I see what he's found
And Chris got slapped, and I borrowed money from him.
I keep my train on the tracks so i can train myself back.
I see my way through the brown, and now I see what I've found.
I keep my train on the track, so I can train myself back.
Chris got slapped, and I borrowed money from him.
I know I need a new way out. - Track Name: Thinking Over Thinking
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Out where the sun is leaking, I see the nighttime leaving.
I get a chill it means sit still I'll kill some time by sleeping.
I cross my arms when waiting. A dime is well worth saving.
A bank of skills won't pay the bills what will is occupation.
Imagine all the bleachers, and all the empty sneakers.
A cellphone case with vacant space, what a waste were all those those beepers
Sometimes I think, I think too much. I lose myself in a thought, I lose myself in a thought.
Into a grave your headed. Bad habits hide forgetting.
I might be wrong, I'm just concerned, you wish death I don't get it.
I paid pennies to own it. It takes forever, don't it.
I'm punching faces, facing fals. I painted pictures to tone it.
You make it seem so simple. I'm a boring kid like pimple.
But I learn fast, and I eat fast. I'm tough as nails like pitbull.
Sometimes I think, I think too much. I lose myself in a thought, I lose myself in a thought.
