Flip Rushmore is: Alex Smith, Dan Klauer, Nick Spielman, Adam Szczepaniak, and Mike Green.

Tracked, mixed, and mastered by Adam Tucker at Signaturetone Recording (Minneapolis, Minnesota).

Produced by Flip Rushmore and Adam Tucker.

Gouda Bear

The Loathsome Crowded West

NINE

Platypuseidon

Waxwing

"Loserhead" is Track 10 of 10 on Flip Rushmore's debut album Big, If True (June 1, 2018). Links and lyrics below:

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Time is slippin’ like a ghost
Just me, my friends and Captain Oats
Walk alone along the pier
I think I left my summer here

Look back
For my heart
Look back
For my heart

That night you had too much to drink
I thought you’d get the best of me
But every smile I ever gave
You seemed to bottle up and save

Look back
For my heart
Look back
For my

This morning took my boat out deep
I crossed the sea and left the reef
It won’t be long before they call
It’s good to get your friends involved

Look back
Lost my head
Look back
Lost me head

Sometimes God
Puts an angel on your shoulder
And the least that you could do
Is let her know you know she’s there
Sometimes God
Puts an angel on your shoulder
And the least that you could do
Is tell her that you love her
Sometimes God
Puts an angel on your shoulder
And the least that you could do
Is let her know you know she’s there
Sometimes God
Puts an angel on your shoulder
And the least that you could do
Is tell her that you love her
Sometimes God
Puts an angel on your shoulder
And the least that you could do
Is let her know you know she’s there
Sometimes God
Puts an angel on your shoulder
And the least that you could do
Is tell her that you love her

Loserhead

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I bought a dogma
It's called a saltwater pod
And my friends are in stocks and bonds
They will grow in the right hands
And I'm feeling low... (x3)
I don't need love
I got the miracle drug
And the friends that I've made
Ain't coming down
And the amends that I've made
Ain't coming 'round
Now
I'm feeling low, low (x3)
One by one and two by two
We will meet the maker
Fill my horses up with glue
Great negotiator
Fill my den with 40 thieves
Own me again
Own me again
I'm feeling low, low (x3)

Gouda Bear (2021 version)

The shell lit Charlotte
Mistook for a blood moon
The lights have been down
For three weeks now

And I’ve been waiting for a sign
But when I fold my hands
The fog is thicker still
So maybe the signal
Does not enter
But inters at will

The monkey’s eight
Platypus nine
The waiting only feels like wasted time
And the thing that really gets me
Is that I know I’m right

The land of broken sleep
Apnea, awake
And you concede
You can’t afford to dream
Much less stand in front of the tank
Out in your street
Much less buy yourself a seat

The sky sent us a message
We can finally read
Congratulations
You’ve ruined the surprise for us all

And if I’m waiting for a sign
Make it a Big Mac
With salted yellow fries
Cuz if I’m gonna die
It might as well be on my own terms

The platypus has skipped the line
Poseidon’s face is on the dime
Saying give to me what’s rightfully mine

The land of broken sleep
Apnea, awake
And you concede
You can’t afford to dream
Much less stand in front of the tank
Out in your street
Much less buy yourself a seat

Flip Rushmore: Alex Smith (vox), Dan Klauer (guitar), Nick Spielman (bass/vox), Adam Szczepaniak (drums/synth), Mike Green (guitar)

Tracked and mixed by Adam Tucker at Signaturetone Recording (Minneapolis).

Mastered by Greg Reierson at Rare Form Mastering (Minneapolis).

Cover art by Ricky Butcher (@whereidraw).

Platypuseidon (2021 version)

Is there a break in the nine
Three already calmed
Six clinging onto life
The same thing we stole
Deadliest sins of all
Doors we can never close
There’s an undertow
Dragging me away
And I haven’t seen my family
I haven’t seen anyone at all

Lay me down so I can rest
Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones if you break my bread
Hallelujah, we’re all dead (Amen)
My soul is over the hill
Under the rainbow
But I sure as hell got one
And you know it

Maybe I could tear a tiny hole in time
I could slip back through without
Pullin the trigger
Breaking her skin
Stopping her breath
Raping her kin
Burning them alive again
Alive again

Lay me down so I can rest
Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones if you break my bread
Hallelujah, we’re all dead (Amen)
My soul is over the hill
Under the rainbow
But I sure as hell got one
And you know it

Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones if you break my bread
Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones

Lay me down so I can rest
Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones if you break my bread
Hallelujah, we’re all dead (Amen)
My soul is over the hill
Under the rainbow
But I sure as hell got one
And you know it

Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones if you break my bread
Hallelujah, they said
Break my bones

NINE (2021 version)

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It was never taught to me
I learned it on TV
And when they slurred the doublethink
Si plumeux je suis
It seemed the bigger the screen
The brighter the blood would be
It’s cherry red, dead
Cue the scene

You say I
I don’t believe in it
Let it burn
Let it burn
And walk away
(S'éloigner, s'éloigner, s'éloigner)
It’s just a lie
And I
I see through it
Let it burn
Let it burn
And you get paid
(Compensé, compensé, compensé)

Le tireur est assis seul
Son cerveau est frit
La télévision soupire
Et cede avec un cri
Tu lás appris á la télé, télé, télé
Qu as tu appris, dis moi, dis moi, dis moi
Tu lás appris á la télé, télé, télé
Qu as tu appris, dis moi, dis moi, dis moi

The ticket’s in your hands
There’s blood on your hands
The script is in your hands
There’s blood on your hands
The image in their head
So what’s in, so what’s in
Their heads

You say I
I don’t believe in it
Let it burn
Let it burn
And walk away
(S'éloigner, s'éloigner, s'éloigner)
It’s just a lie
And I
I see through it
Let it burn
Let it burn
And you get paid
(Compensé, compensé, compensé)

The ticket’s in your hands
There’s blood on your hands
The script is in your hands
There’s blood on your hands
The image in their head
So what’s in their heads
Desensitization in our heads
So what’s in our heads
The ticket’s in your hands
The ticket’s in your name
The ticket’s in your hands
The ticket’s in your name
Desensitization in our heads
So what’s in our, what’s in our
What’s in our, what’s in our 
What’s in our heads
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on your hands

The Loathsome Crowded West (2021 version)

New single "Platypuseidon" out now! 

🖤 Mpls.

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