Written/Performed By: Kurtis Kanttila 

LYRICS 

It started with the Garfield colouring book 
That's when my crimes began fella 
I'm a regular shopping mall crook 
But have you heard of this girl named Kaletta 

In the empty Zellers that's where I met her  
Practicing shibari on a mannequin 
Her Hawaiian shirt was mostly unbuttoned 
and I saw the gallon of pop she siphoned                    

I showed her all the ketchup packets I stole 
I had the planograms from Shoppers up my nose  
She drew a pen swiped from the RBC 
and on a Husky napkin wrote out some plans for me                         

We found a way to the mall Christmas tree 
In a passage to Manchu Wok 
In normal hours it seemed a bit too obvious to me 
and we were arrested by the mall cop 

She said "Do you come here often?" 
"Those cuffs compliment your eyes" 
I said "I'm a regular flyer" 
"My discount's five finger style"     

I make a living down at the pawn shop 
Selling new CDs a buck at a time  
I got a screwdriver hidden in my sock 
and I'm gonna take a stop sign                                       

We sat there hands were cuffed behind our backs 
The mall cop was busy with his farmer's wrap 
Kaletta would get us out of this no doubt 
She jumped on his shoulders for the knock out 

He's off to a place called Heaven 
Between Kaletta's thighs 
and now we're drinking his Jäger 
and eating all the Mexi-Fries   

I watch the shoppers on TV 
Wearing a stolen uniform 
Me and Kaletta run this Mail Jail 
Us petty crooks will prevail

Mall Jail

Transmission 44 was part of series of different sound projects using modern means.

Syntheria/OctaveBelow - Rabbits Moon

Willson/ - Guitar - Bass - Midi translation
Armstrong/ - Producer - Audio engineer - Keys

Transmission 44

Free download

25 February 2021
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© 2020 Joe McCullough / Your Average Joe

We thought that it was the end
But it’s only began
Oh we’ve only began

We’re filled with shame and passion
Our crime: self treason

It ain’t over, though we’re freezin’
Every beating heart, has its season

Your smile fading away you know
You wanna find out where to go
Where to go, who to know, who to know.
Who to know?

It’s time to catch all the love you throw,
It’s time swim against this sorry flow

Your smile’s ready, now just who to show?
Who to show, who to show?

We’re freezin’
Waiting on this season

Our hearts start to warm,
Until a feeling takes form,
Warmer feelings take form

Why won’t you blame me?
Please humiliate, and shame me.
Break through these walls,
That strain me
Confuse, torment, and contain me
Come on and blame me
Blame me, blame me, blame me

It such a beautiful start
Not so state of the art
But it’s a love in my heart

We’re left with time and questions
Our mind’s lost reason

I’m still breathin’, though I’m weezin’
Every bleeding heart, has its season

Your smile fading away you know
You wanna find out where to go
Where to go, who to know, who to know.
Who to know?

It’s time to catch all the love you throw,
It’s time swim against this sorry flow

Your smile’s ready, now just who to show?
Who to show, who to show?

We thought that it was the end
But it’s only began
Oh we’ve only began

Will you blame me
Blame me, blame me, blame me?

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One Man Rock 'n Roll band from Northern Ontario. This account features rough mixes of songs before they go on my main account @KanttilaMusic and also bonus tracks.

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