Timbre Barons EP

by Timbre Barons

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patrick cunningham amazing leap ahead from the fantastic "ruling class EP," this one's a bit more upbeat, more fuel to the fire. buy it and be content, knowing you consumed something worthy of your attention.
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1.
02:34
A pilgrim in the desert Had a holy vision Said "go into the mountains, find you answers there" So he came to the mountains The highest snowy peak He was blind and half frozen When the vision came to speak, and said "I'll admit you've got initiative, pilgrim But I'm sorry to say This is not your day" So he took to the ocean Around him boundless sea In despair and exhaustion To the sky he screamed: "Do you see how I've suffered? Am I just insane? My whole life is wasted My efforts all in vain" And a bliss he'd never know engulfed him He was at peace And he drifted away
2.
02:45
Colonel Sanders waves the American Flag See the warbirds fly overhead in formation And the mushroom clouds blooming in the blood red sky Smell like chicken This Tea Party porno is a success What are we going to do with all the sleeveless flannels? I'm up to my ass in folded tricorne hats Guns and bibles Ooh let's talk about it Let's talk about it Ooh Let's talk about your hatred of freedom And my automatic automatic automatic Get your hands of my goddamn automatic Jesus gave it to me for my protection From the tyranny of government, grizzly bears And Al Qaeda Ooh let's talk about it Let's talk about it Ooh Let's talk about your hatred of freedom And my automatic Oh just give me a reason To pull the hammer back You can pry my pistol From my cold dead hands
3.
03:10
Darling of the Right Squint in the light of your flawless pearly smile Eager for the slaughter Headed for a fall You're favored above them all Terrorize, cajole Whip them into frenzy You coddle the rich, throw the immigrants out Squeeze the poor let 'em sort it out Whatever your shrill voice decries Is in the next day's headlines But the jig's up, the jig's up You've had your day You coddle the rich, throw the immigrants out Squeeze the poor let em sort it out The scent of sulfur lingers But your accusing finger Will soon lose it's charm They're on to you, raggedy ann Your stitches showing, you've played your hand You're just a dusty old soundbite Watch out they're going to change the channel The jig is up, you've had your day You chase it down, but the spotlight strays Don't look now you've lost your place At the old boys' table yeah
4.
03:24
I flew the Falcon outta London I need a holiday The scene was getting kind of hectic I'm off to Saint-Tropez Anchored off-shore in the azure waters With an heiress and count Patek Philippe keeps the time The Swiss my bank accounts Oh no, don't cry for my lost soul There's GPS in the Rolls, And I'll find my way Ooh I'll find my way But don't you think I got it easy Sometimes I got it hard Like the time I hit the limit On my Centurion Card One bathtub full of Dom Perignon over the line Dad had to pick up the check Then everything was fine Oh no, don't cry for my lost soul There's GPS in the Rolls, And I'll find my way Ooh I'll find my way We got more money than Jesus and Allah combined Daddy's hobby's buying islands Mom's is diamond mines I get confused when you tell me that the meek Will inherit the earth Cause Daddy's Will says it's mine What is your net worth? Oh no, don't cry for my lost soul There's GPS in the Rolls, And I'll find my way Ooh I'll find my way
5.
03:08
Oh buttercup I just wanna tell ya Don't believe everything your told Oh buttercup let me break it to ya I believe you're a long long way from home But if you get in line, pay your dues in time Get in line, pay your dues in time Get in line, pay your dues in time Get in line, pay your dues in time You'll be rewarded with a cold blanket of earth To call your own Oh buttercup you'll just have to trust us Forget everything you think you know The game is fixed a foregone conclusion You may be on top now but you know Soon in the gutter you'll go Like all the ones before you An eager supply of drones All waiting for the chance to take your place No silver lining shining up on high up in the clouds No home safe harbor, to turn to when you're down But I'll take you from this, save you from yourself You'll be mine all mine

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released January 2, 2015

Paul Pugliese: Bass
Aaron Fishbein: Guitar
Josh Dawson: Vox, guitar, keys
Eric Wennberg: Drums

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