I'm back in Brooklyn... 
From a day away 
I'm at my doorstep... 
Unaccompanied 

Don't see no rainbow... 
Just a plain old sky 
As far as the rain goes... 
I am dry 

Train rolls out at 2:11 
Train rolls out at 2:11 
I've got to get back to my solitude 

I've heard this all before 
It's just a fad 
Haunting me 
Calling me 
What a drag 

I'm back in Brooklyn... 
From a night away 
I sent no postcards... 
Nothing nice to say 

Did you miss me? 
And my whiny tone? 
I should have called you... 
Be together alone 

Train rolls out at 2:11 
Train rolls out at 2:11 
I've got to get back to my solitude 

I've heard this all before 
It's just a fad 
Haunting me 
Calling me 
What a drag 

I'm back in Brooklyn... 
From a night away 
I sent no postcards... 
Nothing nice to say
 
Did you miss me? 
And my whiny tone? 
I should have called you... 
Be together alone 

Train rolls out at 2:11 
Train rolls out at 2:11 
I've got to get back to my solitude 

I'm coming home alone 
I'm coming home alone 
I'm coming home alone


(M. Hernandez, G. Domenico)

Back In Brooklyn

I recall the story of Alice Bly 
She always looked real lovely-like 
Medusa with those eyes... those eyes 

Johnny slipped into her room at night 
Pulled by lust and pulled by wine 
Frankie's eyes were blind... 
but she felt inside 

She pulled you from your love... 
with a hand in no glove 
No element of surprise (to hurt your eyes) 

I didn't know what to make of it 
You see the scene and you make a wish 
That Johnny could do right... 
but not that night... that night 

Blood and lust, they take it slow 
Love and trust, unconditional 
She wants to claim no remains... no remains 

She pulled you from your love... 
with a hand in no glove 
The room, the odor of perfume and pain 

And my hands stained... Penitentiary 
Did you alone eat the bullet, Johnny? 
Did you like the spice of a Colt .45? 
For the sake bliss, did you live to die? 

Frankie killed Johnny with a .45 
Big enough to take two lives 
And we died with Johnny 
What a pity 
What a pity 

I'll never know what to make of it 
You see the scene and you make a wish 
That Johnny could do right... 
but not that night... that night 

Enjoy your sacrifice... 
for your appetite 
I hope you took your life for all its worth 

And my hands stained... Penitentiary 
Did you alone eat the bullet, Johnny? 
Did you like the spice of a Colt .45? 
For the sake bliss, did you live to die? 

Oh, why do we live to die? 
Oh, why do we live to die? 
Why do we live to die?

 
(M. Hernandez, G. Domenico)

The Story Of Alice Bly

I remember your baby pictures... 
when I'm in my sleep 

Short, thin hair... 
One-piece pajamas... 
Squeezin' chubby feet 

I bring this up so you can know you're loved 
I bring this up because of tragedy 
I bring this up so you can know where to go 
You will not be on your own 
I'll be right behind you, B 

What else can I say? 
Sing troubled times away 
But don't say it's no use 
Wounds that I will see this through 

Can't escape it now... 
Our lies are melting in this heat 
The sun won't rise today... 
Without you, where will I be? 

I wanted words of comfort... 
For you within your soul 
But I can't heal your body... 
No, I can't make you whole

What else can I say? 
Sing troubled times away 
But don't say it's no use 
Wounds that I will see this through 


(M. Hernandez)

Baby Pictures

I look ahead 
This path I dread 
All of the pieces scattered around 
All of the right ones can never be found 

We've told ourselves… 
that we're all together 
We hold ourselves… 
Indestructible 
Indestructible 

I look ahead 
It could be said 
I’m forward in motion 
Reverse in my head 
This isn’t working 
We’ve all been misled 

We've told ourselves… 
that we're all together 
We hold ourselves… 
Indestructible 
Indestructible 

No comforting these underlings 
Their portraits are already painted 
The edges always shadowing 
But nothing's ever mattering 
Now I can live with what I've done but... 
I'm afraid of what I've become 
Look what I’ve become 

We've told ourselves… 
That we're all together 
We hold ourselves… 
Indestructible 
Indestructible 

I feel so small 
I let it fall 
Held on a shoestring... 
The weight of the world 
I said just one thing that couldn’t be heard 

We've told ourselves… 
That we're all together 
We hold ourselves… 
Indestructible 
Indestructible


(M. Hernandez, D. Domenico)

Indestructible

The glitch persists 
Your wrists... 
Nice fit 
Condemned minion 
All fours on the ground 

Who you serve is the first reign 
Our endgame is Thursday 
So we'll be down 

The glitch persists 
Your pitch... 
A miss 

A mess... 
My head 
All fours on the ground 

Nothing I've found... 
to cause me elation 
I can't frown upside down


(M. Hernandez)

Upside Down

Is what I feel… 
what I seek?
Is anything for real… 
inside of me? 

Can I speak… 
within your reach? 
Or is the life I preach… 
too hyped to be? 

I’m off the register 
You are not hearing me 
You sail away with him 
We cannot hear this song 
And I’m gone… 
I’m gone 
I’m gone 

Do I deem… 
the things to be? 
For everyone, the drug… 
is my energy 

You need a lift... 
I’ve got the gift... 
Coming down from high… 
to Earth, the pit 

I’m off the register 
You are not hearing me 
You sail away with him 
We cannot hear this song 
And I’m gone 
I’m gone 
I’m gone 

I’m out of touch… 
but I feel... 
Before my eyes… 
the man of steel 

Do I deem… 
the things to be? 
For everyone, the drug… 
is my energy 

I’m off the register 
You are not hearing me 
You sail away with him 
We cannot hear this song 
And I’m gone 
I’m gone 
I’m gone

(M. Hernandez)

Off The Register

I wrote you an email... 
the other night 
But when I checked back... 
there was no reply 
My words were heartfelt 
And so I cried and laughed at myself 

It got me to thinking 
It got me to thinking 
It got me to thinking 

You I adore (I got your number and...)
Lisa 
You I adore (I got your number and...)
Lisa 
You I adore 

I wrote you this song... 
which isn't like me 
I can't see what's wrong 
Am I frightening? 
Can't we get along? 
You're so exciting... 
but I am a bum 
That's why you won't cum 
Stop being dumb 
I'm not a bum 

But I can't find my place in this world without you 

You I adore (I got your number and...)
Lisa 
You I adore (I got your number and...)
Lisa 
You I adore


(M. Hernandez)

Lisa

Evidently, you're supposed to be... 
happy with everything that you are 

That doesn't make sense to me... 
or I never would've made it this far 

So, I propose a new meditation... 
Goes 'a little somethin' like this... 

Your world is your own creation... 
Just leave space for the kids 

Ooh, and you're a rising star 
And you love the way you are 
Common sense has always told me that's just wrong... 
'Cause you alienate your form 

I wish someone made it clear to me... 
before I dabbled in all these self-help books 

I would have thought it mere decency... 
to be reminded of their bleak outlook 

But now I'm fine 'cause I know in my mind... 
that I'll never be fine again 

I'll drink some wine... 
'n scratch out some lines... 
and try to do as I intend 

Ooh, and you're a rising star 
And you love the way you are 
Common sense has always told me that's just wrong... 
'Cause you alienate your form 

Common sense is not so common... 
When you feel like you're something... 
that's when you know you're not 

We can take this as some indication... 
that we'd rather fear 

Ooh, and you're a rising star 
And you love the way you are 
Ooh, and you're a rising star 
And you love the way you are


(M. Hernandez, G. Domenico)

Rising Star

The Nifty Shrimp are... 

Matt Hernandez - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar 
Dave Domenico - Drums & Percussion 
Guy Domenico - Lead Guitar, Bass Guitar, Keys 
Brett Ross - Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

The Nifty Shrimp

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