Advent Song #2.

Lyrics:
Dreaming on your front lawn,
counting all the friends gone
away; in a strip mall
nothing more than two stories tall
can grow.

There's a sinkhole under the Dave & Buster's, they say.
I hope you're not on shift when it finally gives way.

Meet me by the thrift store.
Bring your chorus pedal.
I've been adding up numbers, but the numbers never add up.
I've been adding up numbers, but the numbers never add up.
I've been listening day after day to the same old stuff.
I've been adding up numbers, but the numbers never add up.

We're probably doomed, but it's too early to tell,
so we're just waiting here in strip mall hell.

We weren't meant 
to live 
this way.
No, we 
were meant 
for love.

It's Friday night and the moon is in the well,
and I'll see you when I see you in strip mall hell.

Strip Mall Hell

Let's Get Divorced

Help Me Rhonda (Beach Boys cover)

Trying to work with more ambient and atmospheric elements. Let me know what you think!

Opportunity

Hymn text by the Xhosa-speaking Ntsikana (1780-1821)

Summer of Psalms

As For His Hunting

Psalm 23.4

From off of our first album, Elementary Ego.

Music by Corey Ball

Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Alan Douches of West West Side Studio

Copyright 2018

Strip Mall Hell

Harrison Lemke

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