JKrey - Drums
Robert Parker - Electric Guitar
Marc Maynon - Vocals as well as other instrumentation
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Just trying to not take myself too seriously.
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So now the day is done and I am spent
The outside smells like cigarettes
Like malt liquor spilled on the cement
It's like a cheap perfume that's in my head
And you insist that I should spend the night
You wont let me walk back home in alley light
I'm trying to change the subject desperately
and we'll discuss Buddhist philosophy
Because I never think with my head
No I never think with my head
You think it's hot I look like Paul Dano?
I wasn't trying to cause your heart to stir.
I'm not he kind of guy you want to know...
I've got the cultural taste of a dot commer!
No I never think with my head
No I never think with my head
And does it come to you so easily?
For me it's always been a mystery
Thinking... But not with my head
Stay the night
I've got to find some way out of here
because I've got a feeling that this won't end right
What seems wrong?
Damn these trends of the twenty tens!
I can't fish out my car keys!
These skinny jeans are too tight!
No I never think with my head
No I never think with my head
And does it come to you so easily?
For me it's always been a mystery
Thinking... But not with my head.
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