A song modern talk peace, modern blues, alternative roots.

In the heart of chaos, we find a modern blues
Looking for salvation, in the steps we choose
In the alleys of confusion, searching for the light
Rallying the people, standing up for what's right
Hearts beat with a rhythm, as one we stand and sing
Songs of hope rising, let freedom's bell ring
 
With every voice that joins the chorus of the brave
In solidarity, we're forging the way
Crossing bridges built from dreams, where the rivers run true
Marching to the promise of a sky so clear and blue
Drums pound out our message, on streets where we belong
Drawing strength together, we're writing the world's song

Chants of Freedom Amidst Chaos

You can drive across the whole thing 
in four days if you really wanted 
leaving custom thank you notes 
in all the houses you ever haunted 

in this whole solar system 
we've only met one type of life 
it's the living kind of life 
and it's not one I recognize 

America 

I said "excuse me" to the ocean 
because I thought I had got in its way 
at first I didn't think it heard me 
but then I saw it wave 

you can spend every living moment thinking 
how can I get out alive? 
but is it really then, can you really call it 
hey man, just shut up and drive 

I thought we'd be on the road all night when that ice storm hit in Texas 
and when we pulled into the gas station it was like a frozen oasis
oh, sweet mama, does that neon sign shine for me? 
Is there a street where my name glows all through the night? 

and I've never read (America) 
no I've never been (America) 
I just never went (America) 
I have never seen (America) 

all my fantasies are faking orgasms 
they're only in it for the money I made up for them 
I trade in ideas, opinion and artistry 
and my face is on every dollar 

this is heaven but heaven is here 
this is heaven but heaven is hard 
because your lover is listening to music you don't know 
and you're tangled up in the headphone wires 

you know our problems, they don't end 
just because we get boy/girlfriends 
is this your salvation plan? 

there's only one type of love 
it's the loving kind of love 
but when you're mad at me it's the end of times 
and I'm mad at you all the other times 

have I ever really been in love? 
I guess I've never really been in love 
have I ever really 
not in the way I'm thinking 

real life's a mess 
but at least you're not paying rent 
you've been making it, maybe even breaking even 
you oughta be content 

it doesn't make sense 
you're still sitting on the fence 
when the yard is yours 
and it was money well spent 

and I've never read 
no, I've never been 
I just never went 
I have never seen 
America 
America 
democracy 
biographies 

civil rights! basically 
bright lights! living in the city 
second prize in a beauty pageant 
200 dollars, this is life, this is your life! 
America! 
this is heaven 
this is the place

America (Never Been)

Car Seat Headrest
NYCTaper Unofficial CMJ Show
Cake Shop
New York, NY USA

Exclusive download hosted at nyctaper.com
Recorded and produced by acidjack

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Tracks [Total Time 30:19]
01 The Ending of Dramamine
02 Times To Die
03 Something Soon
04 Oh! Starving


Car Seat Headrest - Something Soon (live at NYCTaper Unofficial CMJ Day Show 2015)

How To Leave Town

Beast Monster Thing (Love Isn't Love Enough)

Hey, Space Cadet! (Beast Monster Thing in Space)

Being sad’s so boring
I’m taking a vacation
I’m driving down to see my old friends tonight

Let’s spend the week with rosy cheeks
And crush the grapes beneath our feet
And stop burrowing through old chocolate boxes
Like a heartbroken Bacchus

I miss the good old boys
They could still find joy in life to talk about

So leave that girl behind you
Or whatever it is that’s got you
We’ve still got time for one more drink tonight

Think what the others would say
If they saw you in the bathroom, kicking the stall door
They’d say “get out of your head for a while
Jump into mine, leave it on repeat and it says:”

If I’d been a parrot I’d have been a very good parrot
If I’d be a parent I’d a be my own parents
If that’s not apparent than it will be soon

I don’t have any hope left but the weather is nice

If you’re trying to live you have to own what you do
Jesus Christ, I wish I could talk like that
But such is my place in life 

Los Borrachos (I Don't Have Any Hope Left, But The Weather Is Nice)

Everything you say is a bridge
Everything you do is water under it
These are not the original lyrics
Such a worthless waste of time to write about

every bit of you that I don't love
is filled up with my hate
I was a situation
that you were glad went away

Move move forward like a human being
(sometimes you have to kill things to impress your friends)
you probably looked like an idiot in that hat
(used to feel bad about crushing ants)

(why why why why why to die)
I can't go back to not understanding what you mean to me
I’m turning into the person that you were afraid I’d turn out to be

there is something in me that can only give
there is something in you that can only give out
when you hear my songs do you get that feeling
and if not, what the hell were you hearing?

I am not crazy, I am right
what do you mean? what are saying to me?
I was just another bird you touched
whose mother won't take him back

I’m sorry I misheard your lyrics
(tried to smile but it didn’t show up in the photograph)
I was searching for a soul to sell my devils to
(all I wanted was sleep and you took it away)

[yes yes yes yes yes I dislike I hate]
did you do something wrong was there something you did that I could blame
I thought I was open I thought I was intimate and then you asked me my name

By the time they send the lifeboats
I won’t want to leave the island
Calling out to distant shorelines
Calling out for different basslines

I can’t go back to not understanding what you mean to me
I’m turning into the person that you were afraid that I’d turn out to be
Oh, it was nothing special
oh, it was nothing sacred
just hands held
and shoulders rubbed
and voices touched
in holy harmony


Misheard Lyrics (Feat. Nora Knight)

Car Seat Headrest - Beach Life-In-Death

Jus' Tired - Car Seat Headrest

Kimochi Warui (When? When? When? When? When? When? When?) - Car Seat Headrest

Devil Moon - Car Seat Headrest

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Car Seat Headrest - Something Soon (live at NYCTaper Unofficial CMJ Day Show 2015)

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