there is callus layered thick upon my fingers from pressing down on these rusty strings. 
I want to see if you get happy,sad,excited just some sort of reaction to my melodies.
On the back roads of the neighborhood we grew up in, I discovered what it meant to be a friend. 
As you punched that wooden fence repeatedly you said, "man this is killing me."
We all got demons in us separating our bones like leopards quarantined so the virus doesn't infect home.
But I know home was never where your heart stayed.
Trying to think good but you leaving is on replay.
Faking fights. Barricades. Throwing rocks at cars. Purple Lip. Madden 8 and Superstar. 
When high school hit someone pulled the wrong lever. 
I fucking meant it when I said, "Best friends forever." 

Faking fights. Barricades. Throwing rocks at cars. Purple Lip. Madden 8 and Superstar. 
When high school hit someone pulled the wrong lever. 
I fucking meant it when I said, "Best friends forever." 

My first friend

Produced by and Music by Jack Savoca
Lyrics and Vocals by Hans Curran
 She got a way about her. I don't know what it is.
But when her body starts moving, I got trembling lips.
The needle scratches the vinyl as she moves to the door.
She turns her body when it shuts. I start trembling more.
Woman oh. You're such a Woman. Oh. Woman oh. You're such a Woman. Oh.
I look at her with fierce eyes but she don't see a man.
She sees a boy keeping composure, the best that he can.
Woman oh, you get the best of me. 
Woman oh, you're such a crazy thing.
Woman oh, what is your goal?
You can have my life girl. You can have my soul.


Woman

Cheap Bowling

Push me by the ocean and let me begin. 
Never told you this before, oh god you make me sin.
Oh my lord I want to believe you, chill in bed and smoke some smelly weefer. 
I'm always up at the crack of dawn, the kids just want to hear a catchy song.
You said, "just for one time, won't you say something true" 
as my tongue hits my teeth I said I'm always looking for something new. 
You always play the victim. You play it so well. If I am lying I'm pretty sure that you could tell.

I don't want to be sentimental. I want to be rock n roll. Destroy the suburbs and the cities. Give the youth complete control. X2

Maybe I should look at only the facts, but my minds not to fond of, no, looking back. 
Sometimes I'm barely tangible. Sometimes I'm rock n roll. Sometimes I grow bored of all the lonely people.
We're taking this way too slow. We're taking this way to slow. We're taking this way too slow. We're taking this way too slow!
We're taking this way too slow. We're taking this way to slow. We're taking this way too slow. We're taking this way too slow!

I don't want to be sentimental. I want to be rock n roll. Destroy the suburbs and the cities. Give the youth complete control. X2

I want to be Rock n Roll

Mama Produced by: .SAVOCA.

Matt and Hannah (In the end)SAVOCA

Exquisite Thing

THE ARCHIVES - You and I

THE ARCHIVES- Grave Digger

Old man look at my hands and tell me they don't look like yours.
Woman why you talk like you don't feel love the same anymore.
Oh how we take 
and oh how we give 
suppose when you die you truly know you lived.
Know a girl who walks around with her jeans tucked into her shoes
Smells of marijuana and expensive perfume.
During a winter night when her cheeks were cold and red
Saw her drinking all by herself when i asked her what was wrong she said,
"Life doesn't slow down as much as I wish it would.
So I ain't gonna slow down 
even though I know I should."
Old man look at my hands and tell me they don't look like yours.
Woman why you talk like you don't feel love the same anymore.
Oh how we take 
and oh how we give 
suppose when you die you truly know you lived.

Hans Curran

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