Slide show video to our newest song, When We Play, coming at you before the release of our first studio album "Explodes." It features wicked guitar from our producer extraordinaire Mr. Andrew Lipke. Look for the full album in the coming weeks.
When We Play
Could we be losing all our senses, fully frantic riding fences
We're court jesters and saboteurs with sparks of urgency
This open book can't write itself with sick minds ill on mental health
The boozin' from last weekend still stains my only jeans
The cigarettes that we've got left'll get us through this song I guess
Our fridge is lookin' bare on beer, no whiskey in the jar
A telling tale never been told, the fact we lack is growing old
I'm still standing tall with my downfall
My band and my guitar
And it couldn't happen any other way
For a grizzly man with a sweeter strum
Hackin' in back on dusty drums
Man I fuckin love it when we play
It's apparent that we're sharin' with you blood and sweat and noise
Tearing out our shreds of doubt and leaving you no choice
A tail feather forced to shake, a cannonball in an earthquake
The hunter he done shot that down and scoffed at us with poise
And it couldn't happen any other way
For a hockey playin' man of answers
I'll speed up and he'll pluck faster
Man I fuckin' love it when we play
(Bridge)
See the man with the stage fright at 40 bucks a ticket
Or the three man circus act from your stool at the bar
Vomiting my self-esteem, warming up in odd latrines
Still standing tall with my downfall
My band and my guitar
And I wouldn't have it any other way
For a bartender, ex-military
Punk rock saved my life too early
Man I fuckin' love it when we play
Hunter's Cannon 2008 all rights reserved
Added: September 18, 2008 Runtime: 02:35 Plays: 110 Comments: 0
Slide show video to our newest song, When We Play, coming at you before the release of our first studio album "Explodes." It features wicked guitar from our producer extraordinaire Mr. Andrew Lipke. Look for the full album in the coming weeks.
When We Play
Could we be losing all our senses, fully frantic riding fences
We're court jesters and saboteurs with sparks of urgency
This open book can't write itself with sick minds ill on mental health
The boozin' from last weekend still stains my only jeans
The cigarettes that we've got left'll get us through this song I guess
Our fridge is lookin' bare on beer, no whiskey in the jar
A telling tale never been told, the fact we lack is growing old
I'm still standing tall with my downfall
My band and my guitar
And it couldn't happen any other way
For a grizzly man with a sweeter strum
Hackin' in back on dusty drums
Man I fuckin love it when we play
It's apparent that we're sharin' with you blood and sweat and noise
Tearing out our shreds of doubt and leaving you no choice
A tail feather forced to shake, a cannonball in an earthquake
The hunter he done shot that down and scoffed at us with poise
And it couldn't happen any other way
For a hockey playin' man of answers
I'll speed up and he'll pluck faster
Man I fuckin' love it when we play
(Bridge)
See the man with the stage fright at 40 bucks a ticket
Or the three man circus act from your stool at the bar
Vomiting my self-esteem, warming up in odd latrines
Still standing tall with my downfall
My band and my guitar
And I wouldn't have it any other way
For a bartender, ex-military
Punk rock saved my life too early
Man I fuckin' love it when we play
Hunter's Cannon 2008 all rights reserved