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Jetsam
03:29
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I hope somebody on this airplane’s talking to God because
I lost touch, it would be impolite
to show up asking favors after all this time
I hope somebody at this party feels like a dime in their
low-rise jeans, I don’t feel good in mine
but I’m gonna keep dancing like it’s ‘99.
I just want your love
(I really wish that I could say a prayer right now)
I just want your love
(I really wish that I could say a prayer right now)
God, you make me nervous
You do it on purpose
I don’t believe in angels but they’re in the numbers all the time
I hope somebody out there feels like they have finally got it right
Struck a nice lyrical density
Got the high without the intensity
I just want your love
(I really wish that I could say a prayer right now)
I just want your love
(I really wish that I could say a prayer right now)
God, you make me nervous
You do it on purpose
I wish I were a little more readable
Little bit less esoteric, more breedable
I wish I looked good in my low-rise jeans
I wish I looked good in my low-rise jeans
I don’t believe in god but I think that he’s a Gemini
Everyone I’ve loved has had a name from the Bible
I’m jealous of the dishes for getting clean
If we’re going down, baby just kiss me
I just want your love
(I really wish that I could say a prayer right now)
I just want your love
(I really wish that I could say a prayer right now)
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Good
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Video Girl
03:41
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I said Lorraine
You don’t need to worry we are gonna get out of here
I’ll get my drivers license, we’ll move to the city, you and me
We learned all the dances on MTV
The steps never came to me naturally
But you
You knew what to do
You could dance you could move like a
Video girl
I said Lorraine
You don’t need to worry we are gonna be beautiful
You lived up by the lighthouse
I could see it from my window
We didn’t make the prom court or the grades
Out with the out crowd, listening to Cake with you
You knew what to do
You were lovely and cool like a
Video girl
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Hydroplaning
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Spilled Milk
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American Holidays
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Fruit
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When We're Older
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9. |
Truth or Consequences
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Dog Year
03:22
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I stepped out of the shower
felt clean for the first time
in a dog year
in a dog year
No trace of your fingers
running down my spine
cells die and resurrect again
into an exoskeleton
you haven't kissed
not a single inch
but
It took a dog year
it took a dog year
to get you off my body
get you off my skin
I got that tattoo removed
the one I only got to prove my
faith to you
faith to you
A flash piece of a crucifix
I always knew that it was a sin
I bet the artist went to Tisch and had some big plans
We did too
Oh, we did too
but
It took a dog year
it took a dog year
to get you off my body
get you off my skin
Keys in the ignition
I'd look for your light in the kitchen
like a moth to the fire
Sold my beat up Chevy to someone who won't use your distance
to measure the miles
August to September
you turn a year older I don't
even pick up the phone
You fucked up my birthday
Chipped tooth and a broken bone
My body's my own
My body's my own
but
It took a dog year
It took a dog year
It took a dog year
It took a dog year
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TV
02:50
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Nothing but the TV on
Volume up, my mind is numb
I light another cigarette
I haven’t heard a word from you yet
I’ve been all alone for hours
I am my mothers child
I’ll pour the wine and buy the flowers
I’ll do everything by the books
Table set
Dinner cooked
All I need is you to look my way
Cause you’ve been gone a long long time
I’m drowning in the pale blue light
Nothing but the TV on
Won’t you come home and turn me on, too
Nothing but the TV on
I’m scrolling through the infomercials
Anything to keep my mind from spinning round and round in circles
I’ll be your televangelist
I’ll give you all the answers
Be your Seinfeld, your friends
I’ll keep running forever
Baby could you answer this
Do I make you feel tethered?
Do I?
Cause you’ve been gone a long long time
I’m drowning in the pale blue light
Nothing but the TV on
Won’t you come home and turn me on too?
(I’m gonna keep waiting and waiting, waiting for you)
Nothing but the TV on
Won’t you come home and turn me on too?
Nothing but the TV on
Won’t you come home and turn me on too?
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Kaycie Satterfield Los Angeles, California
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