First single from the upcoming debut album. Written and recorded by Allie Thompson & Greg Doscher. Cover art courtesy of Eugenia Loli.

*LYRICS

You've got a good mouth for talkin'
don't you? 
When you want to make me care
for you

They always said I had good legs
for walkin'
But I just sit and stare
while you


Fade left fade right 
Fade out completely 
Without all this noise
I could sing so sweetly 


You think your compliments
complete me
The way you dole them out
like currency

I've got all the goods I need
deep down
I've tuned my ear to hear every 
little sound

Silence is the only noise 
worth hearing
Between the notes so lonesome 
and weary

Soak up the sound of the pin while its dropping
It's only heard when we stop all this talking

Fade left fade right 
Fade out completely 
Without all this noise
I could sing so sweetly





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Written and recorded by Allie Thompson & Greg Doscher. Produced by Greg Doscher. Mixed by Max Plisskin at Mastertracks. Mastered by John Cuniberti. Cover art by Cur3es, logo design by Tom Kenney.

Lyrics:

Float on the River
Take it right to the sea
With every tide
My ship's coming closer to me

Golden circles
Round an emerald eye
All I'm hearing from you
How high honey pie

Rose colored glasses
Turned from dark ebony
Now it's all washed away
Don't you know that nothing's for free

Grey grey day
There's a flood on the floor
They're all crying like dogs
They can't see in color no more

We found a new room with a view
All of the colors there
Have a different hue

Golden circles
Round an emerald eye
All I'm hearing from you
How high honey pie
How high
How high honey pie

We found a new room with a view
All of the colors there
Have a different hue

How high
How high

We found a new room with a view
All of the colors there
Have a different hue

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Colors

Written and recorded by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced by Greg Doscher. Additional engineering by Will Anspach at EastWest Studios in Hollywood. Additional drums performed by Amir Oosman. Mixed by Max Plisskin at Mastertracks LA. Mastered by Rueben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering. Cover art by Tom Kenney at Flavr.tv

Lyrics:
In the thick of the narrows I'm sharpening arrows
I try to leave it behind
But I never could share what I couldn't help care for
You hide where it's dark and it's wide

I shot the moon
In the middle of June
I shot the moon 
Not a minute too soon

Grace it is near me in the very next clearing
I might get there in time
I'm hoping my heroes aren't all smoke and mirrors
Wise guy you'd better think twice

I shot the moon
In the middle of June
I shot the moon 
Not a minute too soon

It's threating Autumn and I sink to the bottom
White light in a deep blue sky
It's always harder when you give up your armour
Capsize your head full of lies

I shot the moon
In the middle of June
I shot the moon 
Not a minute too soon

Shot The Moon

Written and recorded by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Mastered by Reuben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering. Photo by Tom Kenney at Flavr.tv. Artwork by CUR3ES.

Lyrics:

Watery dreams and bicycle schemes
I ride on a wing and a wheel
Body is weak but the mind is keen
It only matters how I feel

This little bird is gonna fly fly fly
Fantastic fortunes in my pretty little eye
I pick you up and I dust off the ground
Buckets of beautiful to go around

Faces melt like a tired window pane
When we are older the light inside must reign
It's the years in between where we incubate our dreams
Wake up one morning and nothing's as it seems

Chorus

Don't you listen to a word I say
By my own volition I have gone astray
I burned the map and now I wander to my grave

Chorus

Watery Dreams

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Written and recorded by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Mastered by Reuben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering. Cover art by CUR3ES.

Lyrics:

Cunning are the blind ones
Channels for the rhyme
Visions of perfection 
Between the lines
 
Weighters on my shoulders
Pennies in my mouth
I've borrowed from my good days
In a lonely house

Waiting on a misstep
Look to make my move
Waiting in the balance 
For something to prove

With a tongue that sharp 
I could cut you right out of my heart
With a mouth that smart
The first cut is the hardest part

Paint it in a picture
Cast it in blue light
Cut it from your matter 
Let win the quitters win the fight

Sweeping up the silence
when the verbal war was done
Underneath the rug now
It's the art of running from

Waiting on a misstep
Look to make my move
Waiting in the balance 
For something to prove

With a tongue that sharp 
I could cut you right out of my heart
With a mouth that smart
Cut you down part by part

You're chasing dimes across the floor
Somehow they mean so much more
Can anybody know 
Why we're nose to nose in the snow

With a tongue that sharp 
I could cut you right out of my heart
With a mouth that smart
Cut you down part by part

With a tongue that sharp 
I could cut you right out of my heart
With a mouth that smart
First cut is the hardest part

First Cut

Written and recorded by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Mastered by Reuben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering. Cover art by CUR3ES.

Lyrics:
It could all be so easy
Water rolling down the hill
Lets put our cards on the table
Find some shoes we can fill

You know you want to

If we put down our burdens
Drop our pennies in the well
We will get there right on time 
Rest our bones for a spell

You know you want to 

Don't say a prayer for what you don't want 
Your worries they may never be
Chasing paper chasing songs
All along the same thing

Creature of comforts you're twisting 
My arm back to what I know
Pack it up with the quickness now
These Seeds of change are
gonna grow

Little fire in my heart
The burn that just won't let me be
Take the picture behind my eyes
Already reality

You know you want to 

Don't say a prayer for what you don't want 
Your worries they may never be
Chasing paper chasing songs
All along the same thing

I want you alone where we belong

Worry

Written and recorded by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Fiddle performed by Rachel Galvin White. Mastered by Reuben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering. Artwork by CUR3ES. 

Lyrics:
Further down the road I guess we'll go 
Further down the road I guess we'll go
Too fast too slow better not to know

Everyone we meet passing through
Everyone we meet just passing through
I guess we always knew we were walking in solitude

Nobody's gonna hold my hand
Holding hands is like holding sand

Growing up it feels like giving in
Growing up it feels like giving in
You can't run from the skin you were meant to be living in

Nobody's gonna hold my hand
Holding hands is like holding sand

Further down the road I guess we'll go

Further

Written recorded and performed by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher.

Lyrics:
Take the gloves off my friend
in the end it’ll all go down easy
All day just tryin’ to put it down 
it’s got its arms around you just can’t shake that feeling

You’ve been emptying your pockets making room for bottle rockets
Underwriting all your big dreams I know you would have given everything

Days upon days looking over my shoulder
Days upon days don’t let it pull you under
Days upon days now i’ve got time to wonder
Days upon days of endless golden summers to say goodbye

Things just seem so retrograde
like they’ll never change I think we’ve hit the ceiling
Sundown won’t take it all away 
it’s just another day and you don’t even mean it

You’ve been filling up your pockets all your money couldn’t stop it
Betting high on pretty play things they can’t save you in the end it seems

Days upon days looking over my shoulder
Days upon days don’t let it pull you under
Days upon days now i’ve got time to wonder
Days upon days of endless golden summers to say goodbye

Blush

Addio

Written recorded and performed by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Mastered by Brian "Big Bass" Gardner.

Lyrics:
You’d better be waiting cus you’ve got another thing comin’ to ya
Fresh off the kill and too far afield for any of us to go

If you don’t know what you’re feeling 
If you’re hanging on your own wire
If you don’t know what you’re feeling you’re out to dry
It’s only a matter of time

We’re both keeping our feet wet not to condemn what we’re running from
Let’s make a deal and kick up our heels or is it too late for that

If you don’t know what you’re feeling 
If you’re hanging on your own wire
If you don’t know what you’re feeling you’re out to dry
It’s only a matter of time

I don’t know which way you’re leaning shifting your weight like an untethered sail
High on caffeine and sick of this scene you’re caught in your own trap

If you don’t know what you’re feeling 
If you’re hanging on your own wire
If you don’t know what you’re feeling you’re out to dry
It’s only a matter of time

You don’t know you don’t know what you don’t know
You don’t know you don’t know what you don’t know
You don’t know you don’t know what you don’t know

If you don’t know what you’re feeling 
If you’re hanging on your own wire
If you don’t know what you’re feeling you’re out to dry
It’s only a matter of time

You’d better be waiting

Out to Dry

Our cover of the Black Sabbath classic "Planet Caravan". Performed by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Mastered by Brian "Big Bass" Gardner.

Planet Caravan

Written by Allie Thompson, Greg Doscher and Sam Willows. Performed by Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Produced and mixed by Greg Doscher. Mastered by Brian "Big Bass" Gardner.

Lyrics:
The reasons why we’re careful around the corners is we realize the weight of 
the ones who came before us 
And the harder we try forgiving the offenders the sooner we’ll find winners are pretenders

Crop out the sadness tilt on the axis like you were never there
Let’s not be precious it’s not like it gets us anywhere
Crop out the sadness tilt on the axis like you were never there
Let’s not be precious it’s not like it gets us anywhere

Who am I to question your affections and I don’t ask why master of deception
High and dry safe from strange encounters from another life I don’t even remember

Crop out the sadness tilt on the axis like you were never there
Let’s not be precious it’s not like it gets us anywhere
Crop out the sadness tilt on the axis like you were never there
Let’s not be precious it’s not like it gets us anywhere

Can’t get caught in this old way
Can’t get caught in this old way
Can’t get caught in this old way

Can’t get caught in this old way
Can’t get caught in this old way

Crop out the sadness tilt on the axis like you were never there
Let’s not be precious it’s not like it gets us anywhere

The reasons why
The reasons why

Reasons Why

Mexico City Blondes is Allie Thompson and Greg Doscher. Thank you for listening. 

Contact: mexicocityblondes@gmail.com

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