THANK YOU JOB SQUAD (call dr. ward)

by peaches davenport

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recorded/written on and off over april-august 2014
originally ment to be this cheezy synth dream thing but ended up becoming mix matched, scattered , and disorganized. thats ok tho theres some stellar trax in here.

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released August 13, 2014

ARTWORK BY THE GREAT ZHIARKUVF DELMONTE

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Track Name: zounds a dog!
zounds a dog, look for his body
he wore chains and he was apart of me
i brushed my teeth and gave his leash away
spent it on some paint that i plan to wash away
i talk to the new honeys and i feel rude
i really miss seeing you beg for food

-insturmental break-

your skin turned into ripe lime
your face was wet and leaking out silver dimes
i wonder where you are, sleeping in some tan bed
grammy slept with the flag, i keep you alligned in my head
you have bad breath, and youre only 4 feet tall
naomi's lips could swallow me in with my dog

(CHANGE: PLAY G OVER N OVER)
I was an army wife
weeping at the doc with the others
i was an army wife
i miss my pretty dog
Track Name: dog hair sweatpants
dog hair sweatpants
capo 3

i went away for a while,
and what i thought in my brain/will eventually kill me
youre suppost to put me on a make up,
while i sweat like a dog/i start to get hairy
how am i suppost to keep it cool,
while its hot on the porches/ dry white skin noses
youre suppost to meet me by the hippes,
someday i will have plenty/ and i will be happy

(aah, put me in with the bad seeds)

sumday ill love to live together,
and get myself together
and maybe ill feel better
write it down and put it in a letter,
bury it in my sweat pants/ i dont wanna be remembered

(save me from my head, i rather be heavy/ then id be happy)

/change in chords
( C, A7, F, G7)
dont see my wake,
ive come far from that place.
three stuble hairs that are scattered on my face
i was a man, now i am dog hair sweat pants
Track Name: kale baby dog water
how many times did i make my fingers glow
wasted years my friends i am gone
i thrown my clothes and buried them in the snow
im going to die here

im gone im thrown im waiting here for you
in the yard
im gone im thrown im wating here for you
im going to die here

my chest is red but i still drew a breath
with you on my shoulders
i feel alone but what else do i know
i know that your present

the golden sleep that recurring dream
the one where im sweating
the bath water feels like its on fire
maybe its my nerves