Timbre Barons EP

by Timbre Barons

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02:34
2.
02:45
3.
03:10
4.
03:24
5.
03:08

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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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Track Name: Pilgrim
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
Track Name: Automatic
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
Track Name: Darling
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
Track Name: Holiday
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
Track Name: Buttercup
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