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Love Train

by Middle Class Murder

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WEST END LIGHTS Just another day, broken in two Track the west end lights, fall into blue Laughter fades, jokes on you Sold the soul, comes to blow… take me down to… Night Everything lost comes alive Down in the dirty end of a one way friend in a one way fight West end lights Just another year, summer’s last fling All the fresh young blood, holds us to spring Dead dark songs drift out to sea Sold the soul, comes to blow, take me down to Just another day, start something new Track the west end lights, climb into blue Laughter builds, jokes on you Sold the soul, comes to blow… Take me down
Pulled 03:28
PULLED She knows the way, just close her eyes She makes it harder when she tries Strip it away and lose the mind Tastes so much better when you’re blind After the years it’s not as loud Circle the hands around a cloud Fallen away back on the ground, still looking down. Everybody keeps it on the run Pulled from every corner of the sun… We’re gonna get along. 10 feet away caught under ground Senses lost on what holds it down Walkin’ the line won’t come around Kill it by starving or let it drown
USA 02:54
USA Downtown everybody’s putting on their best Show man ship is dockin’ with the rest Clean house strip it down until there’s nothing left Laid out innocent while we vet USA, All the Way Built to drive everybody in to the machine Back room thrown up on a blackboard over ice Cold blood splashed about from rolling dice Out front sculpted rocks are crashing on the waves Whitewashed holding back the end of days Down south ripping out the heart to keep it free Fall out nowhere near the pedigree Slim down faster when it’s taken on the run Inside lip gloss smack from smoking gun Downtown everybody’s putting on their… USA, All the Way USA, All the Way USA everybody’s gettin’ in it Everybody into the machine
FLOWERS IN DARK LIGHT Come and get it when you want it it’s here waiting Mine for the 1st time, for the last time Place to lay until you say that you can take it Off on a warm night, Flowers in Dark Light Kind of shady when your lady comes and takes me Out on the bluff side, for a cheap ride Laid awake and kind of shaken when she’s takin’ Lines for the 1st time, until the sunshine. Play through, she’s accustomed to The 3am drive-thru The 1st time won’t be new Started tasting what your chasing kind of makes it Out at the wrong time, in a decline It’s a wonder that it’s out there driving senseless On to the front line without a stop sign Flowers sitting where they started coming at it Eyes in a mint tin and honey brown skin All along the waters gone the face is closing In on a black night and a dark light
Buried 02:47
BURIED You can take it on down You can take it on down It all seems to go round And it’s finally come round You can take it on down It’s so nice to see Everybody drinking and everybody thinking of me All the friends I’ve found Not until you’re buried do people really hurry to come around Those girls on their knees Left the heart eroded but now they seem devoted to me Got the last word finally Went out guns a blazing the burning tears not laying with… Done cased that canonized joint Found deep that sullied sharp point Shake down to bony white clean Buried and free It’s so nice to see Everybody thinking and everybody drinking for me Like I always said One day you’d up and cry cause you’re worth less alive than I am dead
BOMBS COME HOME Sun, setting like a stone, skipping till it skids then it falls through Deeper in the hole, thinking just who it belongs to Catch it while you can, last golden sliver reminds you Borrowed from the sand, candles fade and bombs come home Build, the case for going on, dancing breaking out from the mantra Of the organ grinder’s song, dancing in the lap of Havana Get it while you’re on top, feathered and shocked Roadied in the crew, watching all the magic from off side And never really knew, how expressions slowly bleed into one tide Get it while you’re on top, feathered and shocked The kiss I lost, the kiss I knew, shapes my world, that kiss from you The kiss I lost, the kiss I knew, is coming home Son, take it like a man, put another piece in your arsenal Pacify the land, leaving all the stories behind you Get it while you can, loving in a hurry to bind you Keeps it in the clan, candles fade and bombs come home It’s the kiss I really want you to give it to me Glass thrown on the floor Broken fumes of rose oil suffocating And melt away my core Bombs come home
Gold 00:26
GOLD High line dreams, cracked severe and horizontal Pushed on through, homesteading at open throttle Drawn on fate, prove on up to 160 Heads cocked north, there’s gold up in them there hills
Glory Days 04:24
GLORY DAYS Give it up for the man Takes his hat off and stands Leads the crowd in a lion’s roar His time has come for something more And it always comes to this These glory days, not all the promised bliss Sorry Ride the waves of south east sun Looking on to a never ending run Sorry, Always And as every story goes Take the money and watch it roll Circle round and hit the floor Lookin’ up for something more
Wake 03:18
WAKE Days long gone what should have been Won’t come back around here again Throttles down but the governor Keeps all the energy conserved And I’ve gone insane for the 100th time Can’t cage up what’s all ready in flight Down in the hole I dig is my own grave Can’t wake tomorrow, wake today Fallen dead, sound asleep And missed the most fun he had seen When the time has come to break the heart In a blaze of glory burst apart In a modest time to make a mark Keep running blind into the dark And the wall will hit without your say Don’t wake tomorrow, wake today Halfway round to make a kill Burt ran down death to Bonneville And poured his blood in gasoline 200 mile an hour machine
Run On 04:34
RUN ON Caught on the soul again, deep thinking harlequin Tanked on the Cazador, the heart is flutterin’ No sign of closing down, she’s comin’ out in rounds To suck out the empty space and get it runnin’ run on She’s gonna take you there inside her grafted hair All ears in tilted swing, in squinted candied stare Pull back a shot down low, and give another go To suck out the empty space and get it runnin’ run on Keep goin’ on that way, hot open lazy day Suns coming out her mouth, drunk soul about to pay Doors closing, eyes lit up, she’s on another run To suck out the empty space, and get it runnin’ run on On top of the world you Were three sheets to the wind, when she blew Her guts out loud to a lipstick crowd, happy hour Fat smile drowned when the devil sat down, happy hour Well it’s cool down south, where the words run out One, two, three and you won’t see me run on
In n Out 03:13
IN N OUT Things not always what they seem You’re pulled two ways, then make a scene Of my easy, open ways Temptation took us The thrill is an addiction It kills these contradictions You’ve been wasting all my time My soul is in and out of line Your heated breath, your salty flesh I seem to lose my jaded mind Walk on in, your lazy grin Reminds me of this state I’m in Don’t want to love but it’s too late Forget the fine points The thrill is an addiction It kills these contradictions Lay with me till the sun Shines through these shady blinds Stay awake, breathe it in Clear the smoke through your spine and your mine by design We move at the speed of light reversed Won't ya give it to me What could be is just to see On and on and on
Damn Hot 03:29
DAMN HOT Get up, it’s a damn hot day It’s a long long way Go on, pack your friends inside Plug in and start this ride Breathin’ down that damn hot day now Get up, had a nice long rest On that warm drive west Go on, death’s not far from town He’s got 12 gauge rounds Now there’s a dawn at east 110 that no one’s seen A tropic wind, pushing up through native steam How’d we get so far, Damn hot, damn hot, damn hot, damn hot
360 Engine 04:24
360 ENGINE Poured in 360 engine Love train roundin’ the next bend Set in motion honey rollin’ into you Set in motion honey rollin’ into two Aint nothing keeping us from rollin’ all night thru High up fly on a long shot Dropped in strum one to wake up Lips kind o shakin’ like their waitin’ for a making out Fit for the takin’ spring is wakin’ all the sexy now Dark smoky sauna madrugada rain is pourin’ down Sweet coronada belladonna dancin’ round and round…


released February 14, 2014


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Middle Class Murder San Francisco, California


Guitar -
Sarah Carr- Berry

Guitar/Vocals -
Darren Fitzgerald

Guitar/Keys -
Eric Coolbaugh

Bass -
Ron Stueckle

Drums -
Jake Stueckle

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