LYRICS:
Woke up early mornin'
Stuck in my own thoughts

Feelin' stupid melancholy babe
Cuz I did not dream of you

Dreamin' unintended things
Don't know what it means

Could be somethin' true
This melancholy
Working through

We always said we'd share everything
But maybe not this time

Placed underneath a magnifying glass
Examined 'til we're done
Melancholy stupid dreamin'
Would be the knock-out blow to you

You really are my soul mate
Giant shining star
Thought I could tell you anything
But not this time around

I was dreamin' of another one
Does not exist
She was conjured consciousness
I will not drift

Let me keep this one inside myself
Cuz I'm dreaming of another you
Let this one slide far, far past
Hope my dreams are not true

Melancholy stupid dreamin'
Would be the knockout blow to you

Melancholy stupid dreamin'
What am I supposed to do?
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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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Melancholy Stupid Dreaming

LYRICS:
Gotta little bit drunk
And I said some things
Said some things
That I did not mean
Can I take them back?
I reverse attack

Now I'm feeling lonely
Now I'm feeling blue
Cuz I said those things
That I did not mean
Now I want you back
I reverse attack

Press the red button
To rewind last night
When I called you a pig
Said I'd no love to give

Then I ended it all
Said I'd never ever call

Said I was immortal
That your star sign wasn't right
Said I was too into you
That your love hurt me inside

Said you smother me, like a mother
Treat me badly, like no other
So I ended it all
Said I'd never ever call

Gotta little bit drunk
And I said some things
Said some things
That I did not mean
Can I take them back?
I reverse attack

Now I'm feeling lonely
Now I'm feeling blue
Cuz I said those things
That I did not mean
Now I want you back
I reverse attack

Press the red button
Rewind last night
I so wrong
You so right
Can't I take it back?
I reverse attack

Gotta little bit drunk
And I said those things
Said those things
That I did not mean
Now I, take it all back
I reverse attack

Reverse attack
Oh, please
Reverse attack
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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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Reverse Attack

LYRICS:
I found a Twinkie on the floor
It stuck to the bottom of my combat boot
But most of it was fine
So I ate it anyway 
And thought it tasted real strange
Real strange, curious

Then I thought 
I could find another one
So I closed my eyes and thought about the time
That my mind conjured things
That fantasy awaits
Brought one into life
That Twinkie was a phantom

Phantom
Phantom
That Twinkie was a phantom
Twinkie was a phantom

Cream filling so soft
It’s like a dream
Better even yet
When you lick it from your feet

Mmmm, cream fillings a dream
Sponge cake holds the dream inside it

It’s consuming my thoughts
It’s all I can think
It’s not really real
That Twinkie was a phantom

Maybe I’ll just give in
Let our mind make it real
Create a new realm
Where thoughts manifest

Brain levels up higher and higher
Synapse trigger to start a brain fire
Stay in focus then walk across thin wire
Maybe I’ll be fine someday, someday

Can these thoughts go away
They’re cryin’ for help
These heads are too tender
Twinkie was a phantom

Rodeos and lassos can’t catch us
If we tuck away our little sponge cake
Hide inside on a soft little pastry cream
Then dream and drift away

Cream filling so soft it’s like a dream
Better even yet when you lick it from your feet

Cream fillings a dream
Sponge cake holds the dream inside it.

I found a Twinkie on the floor
It stuck to the bottom of my combat boot
But most of it was fine
So I ate it anyway 
And thought it tasted real strange
Real strange, curious

Then I thought 
I could find another one
So I closed my eyes and thought about the time
That my mind conjured things
That fantasy awaits
And brought one into life
That Twinkie was a phantom
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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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Phantom Twinkie Fever Dream

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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Sweet Dreaming Swift

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

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

So I cry sometimes when I'm lyin' 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 mornin' 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-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

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

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

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

And 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
And I scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

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

I say, hey-ah-ah
Hey hey-ah-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---

The "What's Up" Blues

LYRICS:
I hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy
Bring out those flickertail
And let us all damn be...
So happy in your shelter belt
Bring Dakota back to me

Been hard for us to
Wake up this December
The coffee pot is brewing hot
But-it's-hard-for-us, remember'n

The Happy Days
Of springtime here
When meadowlarks
Fly free

Just call us when it's supper time
We'll hibernate
Like grizzly bears
And waste these months away
Waste these months away

My Becca's got the worst of it
She's curled in the basement chair
And everything I say to her
Seems to drift her far away

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Our hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy
Bring out those flickertail
And let my Becca be...

The girl that I remember
Who made fairy wings
Like butterflies
And had no cares, in the world
Freely spread her love on me

But that was back in June
So I hope it gets here soon
Rebecca loves the month of June
So hope it gets here soon

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy

Bring out those flickertail
...and let us all damn be

Season of the Bear

LYRICS:
Hey, to all you kids out there
You'd better not take these drugs
Clean underwear

Kids. Just do your best
Try some fitness sports
But no intercourse
No, no, no

It's gonna be real hard
Boys and girls
Squat down
Make soft turds
Gluten is not
Your best of friends
Let chicken range free

Hey. Don't fly so high
Or you just might die
Like Icarus did
Poor guy

Hey, you know Icarus
That greek god
Who melted his wings
Flew up to see heaven
But he died instead
Plummeted to his own death
His wings just melted off

You've got to know these things
If you don't you will be abused
Take a bite into a Thunberger
You'd be amazed

Hey kids
Maybe pick a cause
Be a radical Santa Claus
To get things done
Just do it
Eat a Thunburger

Ya know Greta Thunberg, right?
That activist girl
With hair of gold
And a foreign accent

She's Swedish, you know?
Meatballs
And Ikea
And the band Abba
There's that Dancing Queen song
Etcetera
Well, Greta's cool
So be like her
Take a big bite into the middle
Of this Thunberger
You'll love it

Hey... Are you still out there?
I have more to say
Don't go away

Uh Kids, how 'bout this?
Eat your vegetables
And look both ways
Before crossing the street

Gonna be real hard
Boys and girls
Squat down
Make soft turds

Gluten is not
Your best of friend
Let chicken range free

You gotta know these things
If you don't you will be abused
Take a bite into a Thunberger
You'll be amazed
You will

The Middle of a Thunberger

"MY FORBIDDEN LOVE"
by 'ROMEO & THE MONTAGUES'
---- September 12, 1989 ----
RECORDED LIVE AT:
FAIR VERONA STUDIOS
* unreleased single *

LYRICS:
We were both young
When I first saw you

I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm standing there
In summer air

See the lights
See the party
The ball gowns
You see me make my way
Through the crowd
You say hello
'hello'
Little did I know
I did not know

That you were Juliet
I'd be throwing pebbles
Your daddy would say
"Just go away"
You'd be crying on the staircase
Beggin' me please don't go
Don't go away
Then you said

Romeo take me
Somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waitin'
All that's left to do is run
You'll be the prince
I'll be the princess
It's a love story
Baby just say yes

So I sneak out to the garden to see you
We keep quiet
Cause we're dead if they know
So close your eyes
Tell me

Romeo take me
Somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting
All that's left to do is run
You'll be the prince
And I'll be the princess
It's a love story
Baby just say yes

Romeo save me
Try to tell me how it is
This love is difficult
But it's real

Don't be afraid
We'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story
Baby just say yes

Oh, Juliet save me
I've been feelin' so alone
I keep waiting
But you never come
If this is in my head
Then I don't know what to think

I knelt to the ground
Pulled out a ring and said

Marry me Juliet
You'll never have to be alone
I love you
And that's all I really know
I talked to your dad
Go pick out that white dress
It's a love story
Baby just say yes

My Forbidden Love (Romeo & The Montagues - c.1989)

LYRICS:
Hey, to all you kids out there
You'd better not take these drugs
Clean underwear

Kids. Just do your best
Try some fitness sports
But no intercourse
No, no, no

It's gonna be real hard
Boys and girls
Squat down
Make soft turds
Gluten is not
Your best of friends
Let chicken range free

Hey. Don't fly so high
Or you just might die
Like Icarus did
Poor guy

Hey, you know Icarus
That greek god
Who melted his wings
Flew up to see heaven
But he died instead
Plummeted to his own death
His wings just melted off

You've got to know these things
If you don't you will be abused
Take a bite into a Thunberger
You'd be amazed

Hey kids
Maybe pick a cause
Be a radical Santa Claus
To get things done
Just do it
Eat-A-Thunburger

Ya know Greta Thunberg, right?
That activist girl
With hair of gold
And a foreign accent

She's Swedish, you know?
Meatballs
And Ikea
And the band Abba
There's that Dancing Queen song
Etcetera
Well Greta's cool
So be like her
Take a big bite into the middle
Of this Thunberger
You'll love it

Hey... Are you still out there?
I have more to say
Don't go away

Uh Kids, how 'bout this?
Eat your vegetables
And look both ways
Before crossing the street

Gonna be real hard
Boys and girls
Squat down
Make soft turds

Gluten is not
Your best of friend
Let chicken range free

You gotta know these things
If you don't you will be abused
Take a bite into a Thunberger
You'll be amazed
You will

Eat-A-Thunberger

LYRICS:
And it starts 
Sometime around midnight
Or at least that's when you lose yourself 
For a minute or two

As you stand 
Under the bar lights
And the band plays some song about
Forgetting yourself for a while

And the piano's this melancholy 
Sound check to her smile

That white dress she's wearing
You haven't seen her for a while

But you know 
That she's watching
She's laughing, she's turning
She's holding her tonic like a crux

The room suddenly spinning
She walks up and asks how you are

You can smell her perfume
You can see her lying naked in your arms

And there's a change 
In your emotions
And all of these memories come rushing
Like feral waves to your mind

Of the curl of your bodies
Like two perfect circles entwined

You feel hopeless, and homeless
And lost in the haze of the wine

Then she leaves
With someone you don't know

But she makes sure you saw her
She looks right at you and bolts

As she walks out the door
Your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes

And when your friends say what it is
You look like you've seen a ghost

And you walk 
Under the streetlights
And you're too drunk to notice
That everyone is staring at you

And you so care what you look like
The world is falling around you

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You know, she'll break you in two

Sometime Around Midnight

LYRICS:
And it starts
Sometime around midnight
Or at least that's when you lose yourself
For a minute or two

As you stand
Under the bar lights
And the band plays some song about
Forgetting yourself for a while

And the piano's this melancholy
Sound check to her smile

That white dress she's wearing
You haven't seen her for a while

But you know
That she's watching
She's laughing, she's turning
She's holding her tonic like a crux

The room suddenly spinning
She walks up and asks how you are

You can smell her perfume
You can see her lying naked in your arms

And there's a change
In your emotions
And all of these memories come rushing
Like feral waves to your mind

Of the curl of your bodies
Like two perfect circles entwined

You feel hopeless, and homeless
And lost in the haze of the wine

Then she leaves
With someone you don't know

But she makes sure you saw her
She looks right at you and bolts

As she walks out the door
Your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes

And when your friends say what it is
You look like you've seen a ghost

And you walk
Under the streetlights
And you're too drunk to notice
That everyone is staring at you

And you so care what you look like
The world is falling around you

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You know, she'll break you in two

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.

The Middle of a Thunberger

Sincere Imposter

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