If a depressed turtle listened to way too much grunge, then decided to end it all by drowning, this would be his final song...

LYRICS: 
--- as sung by a suicidal turtle named Marvin/R.I.P. my little green friend ---

Floating on an edge of ocean
Waiting for the swells to take this body away

It's pulling me under
Sudden crash, wave thunder
Taking me back to where it all began

Letting it out now
Misery retreating
Cleanse the wounds that brought me here

Take this part of my self
Make it fly far from here
Wake me up when I've risen
Push me in the undertow

I was told that with time there's healing
Lies upon lies did me wrong
Might be better to leave you hanging
Then you might hear death's song

Beneath the surface
We all have dark water disease
Disease

It's pulling me under
Sudden crash, wave thunder
Taking me back to where it all began

I'm letting it out now
Misery retreating
Cleanse the wounds that brought me here

But I can't feel the sun shine on me no more
All I know is it's time to go
To go away

It's pulling me under
Sudden crash, wave thunder
Pushin' me deep in the undertow

It's too late now
Too late now
I'm too deep in the undertow

I'm floating
Still floating
In darkness
No one's around to hear me scream

I'm floating
Still floating
The silence in the undertow
Undertow

Depressed Turtle Ends It All

LYRICS:
We sleep inside four walls
And dream into soft pillows
Nothing's ever spoken
In the morning
When we wake up
To see each other's saddened faces

We know, the truth
About where we're lying down together
It's no good

We know
That the roof above this bed
Is leakin' all over our ivory cover

Deeper and deeper we sink
We're gettin' so deep into trouble again
As the walls close in

Deeper and deeper
Inside four walls
We both drown and dissolve
Can you hear me cryin'

We know, the truth
About where we're lyin' down together
It's no good

We know
That the roof above this bed
Is leakin' all over
Our ivory cover
Oh, god

Deeper and deeper we sink
We're getting so deep in trouble again
As the walls close in

Deeper and deeper
Inside four walls

Four Walls

Recorded behind Rick's house
Hollister County, Massachusetts
Early October, 2023 (moments before dusk)
Neighboring chipmunk quotes:
"i'm confuzed by hiz intent" / "where de nutz?"
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LYRICS:
25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination

Realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I'm feeling a little peculiar

I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah
Hey-Hey-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah
Hey-hey-ah-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I try
Oh my God, do I try
Try all the time
In this institution

And I pray
Oh my God, do I pray
Pray every day
For a revolution

So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what's in my head
And I'm feelin' a little peculiar

So I wake in the morning and I step outside 
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
Scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

I say, hey-ah-oh
Hey-hey-hey-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah
Hey-hey-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?

25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination---

Emo-Squirrel Plays What's Up?

LYRICS:
I want a squirrel with a mind like a diamond 
I want a squirrel who knows what's best
I want a squirrel with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes

I want a squirrel with the right allocations
Who's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack

She's playing with her jewelry
And putting up her tail
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a squirrel with a short skirt 
And a lonnnng jacket...... 

Nuts!

I want a squirrel who gets up early
I want a squirrel who stays up late
I want a squirrel with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape

With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that's dark like tinted glass
She's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a squirrel with a short skirt 
And a lonnnnng.... 
Lonnnnng jacket 

Nuts 
Acorns
We're running up that tree 
Nuts 
Acorns 
Baby you and me 

Nuts
With nuts 
Running up that tree 
Nuts 
With nuts 
We'll have babies, you and me

I want a squirrel with a smooth liquidation
I want a squirrel with good dividends
At Citibank we'll meet accidentally
And we'll start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a car with a cupholder arm rest
She wants a car that will get her there
She's changing her name from Kitty to Karen
And trading her MG for a white Chrysler LeBaron

I want a squirrel with a short skirt 
And a lonnnnggggggggg, Jacket

Nuts
Acorns 
We're running up that tree 
Nuts
Acorns 
Baby you and me 

Nuts 
With nuts 
We're running up that tree 
Nuts
With nuts 
We'll have babies, you and me

Yes babies
You and me
Nuts!
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Recorded in the woods behind Rick's house in Massachusetts 1 hour after a super cool-looking woodland squirrel found a discarded CD in the woods from 2001. He immediately listened to Cake's "Short Skirt/Long Jacket", then found himself pining for a lady squirrel in a short skirt and a lonnnnnnnnng jacket. The rest is recorded history.
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Squirrel With A Long Jacket

LYRICS:
Gas on fingers
Greasy shoes
Left the starting line last year

Run on highways
Caffeine
Speed is bleeding out my veins

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up the Kool-Aid
It's sugar and perfume

Taking up the side roads
Never to be seen
Hiding from the enemy
Within my messed up mind

Go the distance
We fight for love
Mortality so simple
Tonight it's dynamite

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up the Kool-Aid
Sugar and perfume

Take this in
Fail your heart
Two as one
Ecstasy takes flight

Breathe this in
Taint your heart
Two now one
Together overdrive

No sign to stop us
We're on our way
Clear a path for glory
Together overdrive

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up the Kool-Aid
Just sugar and perfume

We won't fight this
We're too naive
Society. Trigonometry.
Complexity kills life

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up this Kool-Aid
Just sugar and perfume

Overdrive
Overdrive
Tonight
All right?
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Sincere Imposter writes and performs ONE-TAKE KITCHEN POP DEMOS,
unpolished gems & first cuts of new song ideas for future production.
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Sugar & Perfume

LYRICS:
I'm sitting in the corner seat
Of a late-night lounge
Slow tap my feet
As the lady sings my favorite brand
Of smokey, smokey blues

She moves so very tenderly
Wearin' blue velvet dress
Swayin' jewelry
And I'm feeling too good for
Anyone to understand
How I feel inside these bones
Feel inside this skin

Gazin' straight, gold'n saxophone
I feel so full, but I'm all alone
How could anything feel so right
Rhythm's clean and tight

Don't need to run
Don't need to go
The best times are
When we-movin' slow
At least that's what-I-know

No one's around
To hear the sound
Of sweet jazzy fueled improvisation

Well ...
There's an old guy sittin' at the bar
Could be me in 30 years
Drinkin' too much scotch
Downs a couple of beers

I know it all too well
That one day could be me
But no troubles tonight
Sweet blues in the air
Lady wearing velvet
For us, no despair

We're going to be all right
Everybody needs a good tonight
To feel comfortable inside your bones
To feel good beneath the sun

Don't need to run
Don't need to go
The best times are
When we-movin' slow
At least that's what I know
That's just what I know
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Blue Velvet Lounge

LYRICS:
In the quiet hush, TJ Maxx at night
In a sea of luggage, saw a curious sight
Taylor sits on bags, piled high
Guitar in hand beneath retail sky

Silent shelves, empty cashier tills
Melodies soar, inspiration spills
Lyrics crafted in the calm of store
Her heart so pure
New beats to explore

Discount tags
And leather cases

Echoes of tunes
Finding their spaces

Imagination thrives
In a secret scene

Taylor pens songs
In a store serene

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She paused her song
And looked at me
Like Juliet
In that 'Love Story'

The words she said
They had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

Unseen by all, this sweet genius girl
Creating magic luggage
Writing songs like pearls

Taylor looked away
In a world of her own
Crafting melodies
Where dreams are sewn

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She played her song
Looking straight at me
I'm Romeo
TJ's 'Love Story'

The words she said
They just had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

With courage ablaze
I approached her side

Sharing my wish
A request with pride

Taylor include in your chorus line
"TJ's Love. Let its brilliance shine."

She paused, her eyes sparkling bright
A smile forming, a spark of delight
Said in my chorus
Those words shall play
A nod to this night
In its own special way

Grateful to her
Offered space to create
In the store's quietude
Her art permeates

Taylor smiled
Her heart in song
Left her to linger 
Where TJ's love belongs
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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T Swift Hides at TJ MAXX

LYRICS:
Who's that girl in the corner
Silently slow dancing with herself
Her, she's comfortably so unaware
Of all the judgment stares in our eyes

Oh, why does she look so beautiful to me
Even though I can't see her face at all

It's all in the slow way she moves
So carefully
As the world magically placed her here

Just for me
To let her be
Move so gingerly on the floor

Oh, who is that girl
Movin' lazy on the dance floor
Oh why can't I be like her
And place perception in sealed boxes

Why, this must be a humblin' lesson
To finally stop pretendin'
Oh this must be a dancin' angel
Pointing out our biggest flaw

Who's that girl in the corner
Silently slow dancing with herself
Her, she's comfortably so unaware
Of all the judgment stares in our eyes

I glided up to her
She whispered straight to me

...Quiet
...Shh
...Step
We just kept slow dancing

... Quiet
... Shh
... Step
Then she disappeared

Oh, who was that girl
Movin' lazy on the dance floor
Oh nice to dance with phantoms
Who change my comprehension

Why this must be my lesson
To finally stop pretendin'
Oh she was my favorite angel
She won't be forgotten

Who's that girl in the corner
Silently slow dancing with herself

Her, she's comfortably so unaware
Of all the judgment stares in our eyes
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Girl in the Photograph

LYRICS:
I always knew that you were trouble
I always knew that you were...
No good for me

I stumbled into your world
Dancing like a stranger in the night
I knew it from the start
That this wouldn't be all right

You had that twisted smile
That ruled me in your devil spell
I guess that I must be the moth
And you are the flame from hell

Your love's like a dark alleyway
A place I never should have been
Yet I sadly wandered there
'Cause I couldn't resist your skin

You spoke in soft quiet riddles
I just played the fool
Now I'm hanging on the edge of love
A love that is so very cruel

I always knew that you were trouble
Stuck in my head

I always knew that you were
No good for me

Coffee-stained confessions
In those dim-lit fancy restaurants
You whispered your secret to me
And said you were my dying star

I always knew that you were trouble
I missed the warning sign

I always knew that you were
No good for me

You Were Trouble

LYRICS:
I found myself waking up last night
At 3:00am, in a stone cold wind
And I saw you there, saw you there
Even though I don't believe

I felt my body surrendering
To a warm embrace
Soft misty grace
Then I saw your face I know
That I saw your face
In the afterglow

My guardian reflection
Watching time stand still
A still-life image
We were mirroring
But how can you be real?
When you're so very far away

Found myself in the middle of the night
Watching me
In the afterglow, the afterlife
Seeing how to behave
In a whole new way in darkness

Beyond belief imagining
When faith dangles on this skeptic's wing
I thought I'd be so alone
But we may be alright
In the afterlife

Found myself in the middle of the night
Watching me
Seeing how to behave
In a whole new way
Still not sure I believe

In that still-life image I found myself
I was watching me
When the clock struck three
And god, I am okay
Even though you seem so far away

Maybe now you'll believe in me
Maybe finally I believe honestly
In the sweet hereafter
The afterglow
It's time to let us go

In the Afterglow

LYRICS:
I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settled all around us

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

Stones of Pompeii

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Pop, Dreamwave & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "QUIRKPOP"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They both are extremely and unapologetically sincere.

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Sincere Imposter

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