Don't Get Me Wrong

Beautiful Lie

Townie

Sunoco

Summer Anthem

Misery

Such a Mystery

My Only Angel

Ever wondered what happens when indie rock panic meets post-punk denial and jangle-pop optimism?

Well… this track answers it:

👉 A person literally baking a cake during a fire alarm.

The whole world outside is going full “Doom & Gloom: Live Edition” —
sirens crying, neighbours screaming, smoke creeping under the door —
and our hero is standing there like:

“Yeah yeah, apocalypse, whatever — the crust needs two more minutes.”

This song is basically the spiritual successor of:

“This is fine.”

“I’ll panic later, I’m busy.”

“If the roof falls, at least the frosting slaps.”

It’s the anthem for anyone who has ever ignored a real problem
because something in the oven was at a critical emotional moment.

Expect:
🥁 jangle guitars that sound like your smoke detector having an existential crisis
🎸 indie-rock riffs that slap harder than the collapsing ceiling
🔥 post-punk energy that whispers: “buddy… you’re not okay, but the cake is”
🍰 and a level of chaotic calmness that should not legally be allowed

If the world ever burns again (give it 48 hours),
blast this track, grab a whisk,
and remember:

WORRY NEVER BAKED A THING.

Lyrics:

While the world was burning,
I was checking the oven light.
Everybody ran outside,
I just wanted the crust right.
Sirens screaming in the streets,
and I'm measuring flour like it’s peace.
Smoke is leaking under every door,
but hey — the batter needs a little more.

Maybe I should worry,
but worry never baked a thing.
Maybe I should hurry,
but hurry never made it sing.

So I’m baking a cake in a fire alarm,
with the kitchen shaking like it means me harm.
All the neighbours shout that I should escape,
but the timer’s ticking — sorry, no break.
If the world goes down, I’ll still stay calm,
mixing sugar in a natural charm.
Yeah, the roof might drop, but the taste’s divine —
let the flames go crazy, the cake’s still mine.

The smoke turned into dancing ghosts,
cheering for the butter I added most.
Someone knocked and yelled: “Get out!”
But the batter rose — so I stayed devout.
There’s chaos on the news tonight,
but I’m beating eggs like I’m ready to fight.
Ash is falling like confetti rain,
and I’m greasing the pan to stay sane.

Maybe it looks foolish,
but foolish keeps me whole.
If life’s a burning building,
I’ll frost it with control.

So I’m baking a cake in a fire alarm,
with the kitchen shaking like it means me harm.
All the neighbours shout that I should escape,
but the timer’s ticking — sorry, no break.
If the world goes down, I’ll still stay calm,
mixing sugar in a natural charm.
Yeah, the roof might fall, but the taste’s divine —
let the flames go crazy, the cake’s still mine.

Let the ashes fall, let the headlines scream —
I’ll stir the chaos into whipped-cream dreams.
If everything crumbles and nothing survives,
I’ll still bake sweetness into bitter lives.

So I’m baking a cake in a fire alarm,
with the world collapsing like it means me harm.
Everyone’s running but I stay in place —
there’s magic rising in this metal case.
If the night goes dark, I’ll still stay warm —
in a kitchen storm, in a sugar-storm.
Yeah, the city can crumble, the sirens can whine —
I’ll be here baking —
the cake is mine.

Baking a Cake in a Fire Alarm

There is so much wrong-
and far more to come before long,
.....and I can't put any of it right.
NO! I can't put any of it right.
.....Oh! I can't put any of it right.

I've believed that I might have
made a few more differences
in the whole of my long life.
But I've even failed to nail
the absolute safety of me.
I've failed to nail
the near safety of anybody.
And I still live in fear
.....in this so-called land of the free.

There is so much wrong-
and far more to come before long,
.....and I can't put any of it right.
NO! I can't put any of it right.
.....Oh! I can't put any of it right.

I've believed that I might have
made a few more differences
in the whole of my long life.
But I've even failed to nail
.....the absolute safety of me.
I've failed to nail
the near safety of anybody.
And I still live in fear
.....in this so-called land of the free.
.....in this so-called land of the free.

*

All I've really had is tears-
.....tears in increasing quantities.
All I've really had is tears-
.....tears in limitless quantities.
Failing.
.....Failing.
..........Failing to find hope.
I didn't know how to cope with
lakes of heartbreaking loneliness.
I didn't know how to cope with
lakes of heartbreaking loneliness.

Oh! I really need human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.
Oh! I still need human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.

All I've really had is tears-
.....tears in increasing quantities.
All I've really had is tears-
.....tears in limitless quantities.
Failing.
.....Failing.
..........Failing to find hope.
I didn't know how to cope with
lakes of heartbreaking loneliness.
I didn't know how to cope with
lakes of heartbreaking loneliness.

Oh! I really need human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.
Oh! I still need human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.

*

There is so much wrong-
and far more to come before long,
.....and I can't put any of it right.
NO! I can't put any of it right.
.....Oh! I can't put any of it right.

I've believed that I might have
made a few more differences
in the whole of my long life.
But I've even failed to nail
.....the absolute safety of me.
I've failed to nail
the near safety of anybody.
And I still live in fear
.....in this so-called land of the free.

*

All I've really had is tears-
.....tears in increasing quantities.
All I've really had is tears-
.....tears in limitless quantities.
Failing.
.....Failing.
..........Failing to find hope.
I didn't know how to cope with
lakes of heartbreaking loneliness.
I didn't know how to cope with
lakes of heartbreaking loneliness.

Oh I really need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.
Oh I still need human company
but humans have no need of me.
..... I'm aching for honesty.

I really need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.
I really need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
..... I'm aching for honesty.

Oh I really need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.
Oh I still need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
..... I'm aching for honesty.

*

I still need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
.....I'm aching for honesty.

I still need decent human company
but humans have no need of me.
.... I'm aching for honesty.

Misery

Goo Goo Dolls