"bro look at the koolaid man, he's blowing up Afghanistan, he'll ask you whats your proof (proof), and I'll say Alexa play the blue" definitely a lyric of the year

Fifteen Minutes

Cold Comfort

Settled in the sediment
Another bloom
The light I consume
Cultivated company
And where are you
The light that I knew

Maybe some money will make it better
Maybe I'll learn to love the wound
Maybe I'll feel this way forever
I'm not getting over you
Maybe I'll write you another letter
Tell you I haven't left my room
Maybe I'll feel this way forever
I'm not getting over you

Acclimating desperately
Inviting dust to live in the rust
Crystalline, inanimate
Shatter now, or swallow me too

Maybe some money will make it better
Maybe I'll learn to love the wound
Maybe I'll feel this way forever
I'm not getting over you
Maybe I'll write you another letter
Tell you I haven't left my room
Maybe I'll feel this way forever
I'm not getting over you

Shatter me now, culling is overdue
Swallow me now, forever asleep with you
Shatter me now, culling is overdue
Swallow me now, forever asleep with you
Shatter me now, culling is overdue
Swallow me now, forever asleep with you
Shatter me now, culling is overdue
Swallow me now, forever asleep with you

Maybe some money will make it better
Maybe I'll learn to love the wound
Maybe I'll feel this way forever
I'm not getting over you
Maybe I'll write you another letter
Tell you I haven't left my room
Maybe I'll feel this way forever
I'm not getting over you

Culling

"Alexa, Play the Blues," the weird and wonderful new PREACHERVAN song, asks you to imagine you are a dinosaur, watching a meteor streak across the sky and thinking, "Damn, this is awesome, let's listen to Phil Collins." You wake up 75 million years later in the gas tank of an Uber Eats delivery, streaming some Growlers and wondering why the song's jammy bridge inspired your old stegosaurus friend to write "Paul is Dead" on the side of the cruise missile currently aimed at whatever we are blowing up next. "Alexa, what's our current destination?"

Alexa, Play the Blues

Alexa, Play The Blues

We're very proud of this one. Wanna meet the PONTIAC SUNFIRES? Check out the music video below! 👀

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AB5VhWQmUf8

Lyrics:

All your words are above my head
I can hear but I cannot comprehend

Like Charles Dickens in the ninth grade 
I wanna give up on you 
I cannot read the lines on your brain
I need a little help from you 

Tell me what you want 
Tell me what you want
I want it I want it I 
I don't know what you want 
Don’t know what you want 
I want it I want it I 
Know you won't

In the morning we fight, 
We get right, we say all is fine
In the evening we talk and you cry, 
I thought All was fine

While You're sorting through these fears on your own
Does it ever get lonely in there
I can not believe you do this alone
I'm trying my best to understand 

Tell me what you want 
Tell me what you want
I want it I want it I 
I don't know what you want 
Don’t know what you want 
I want it I want it I 
Know you won't
Tell me what you want 
Tell me what you want
I want it I want it I 
I don't know what you want 
Don’t know what you want 
I want it I want it I 
Know you won't

Need you to

Tell me what you want 
Tell me what you want
I want it I want it I 
I don't know what you want 
Don’t know what you want 
I want it I want it I 
Know you won't

Tell Me What You Want (I Want It)

Speaking Off the Record

don't you wanna be glad?

melancholyism.

Light Me Up

Only Temporary

Don’t Call Me When You're Lonely

Yr So Retro

Crush Me

Sink or Swim

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(RIGHT NOW), three and a half years before the end of the world, rushing in atop a giant (EXPLICIT ADJECTIVE) tornado, the (PREACHERVAN) have arrived, with an album of new songs about (NOUN) and (NOUN). The band is composed of two (WORD FOR REDNECK RELATIVES), reputed to have been conceived in a hailstorm during the largest trailer fire of the century, and two other (DEROGATORY TERM FOR WHITE PEOPLE), both former Jesus impersonators with the Father Hanna Traveling Holy Land Extravaganza—with such divine origins, it is no surprise that the band spends little time, as we say, ‘Finding Their Sound’—they simply create it.
Behind the (MUSIC INDUSTRY WORD FOR MUSIC) is a (POSITIVE ADJECTIVE) force that tosses grooves around like ocean waves and blends genres fluidly, with a keen respect both for the music of the (NOSTALGIA-EVOKING MUSICAL DECADE)--the depth of the blues, the energy and abandon of rock--and for the awful pop music of our horrible modern times. This is all new, man, with songs that capture the transience of our age while hugging the mind and body solidly in a moment of present abandon.  However, as we all know by now, we don’t have much time left.  What is here today will not be tomorrow. Please, for your own sake, enjoy (INSERT BAND NAME HERE) before the world ends. SEE INVOICE ATTACHED $ 0.99 FOR PROFESSIONAL SERVICES RENDERED CATEGORY BAND BIOGRAPHY

Alexa, Play The Blues

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