WHACK! (Demos)

by The Shitty Haircut Club

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released January 1, 2017

Thanks to James T for doing the cover czech him out on instagram @hameztuna

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The Shitty Haircut Club Connecticut

Folk Punk and DIY from Connecticut.

Trying to make something genuine, honest, and politically conscious.

With No Mans Records: nomansrecords.bandcamp.com

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Track Name: for the big rock candy mountaineers
Maybe I should pack my bags, and leave this fucking town
And I'll head out in the night, and take the first train to somewhere else
And I'd have left by now, and been on my way, if I wasn't so fucking afraid, if I wasn't so damned afraid

And I'm looking for the big rock candy mountain, a land where cigarettes grow on trees
A place where whiskey flows in the rivers, a place where I can be free
And one day my friends I will get there, and I'll be home at last
I'll enjoy the present, ignore the future, and forget my past

But right now I feel stuck, and so shit out of luck, I don't know what to do, cause I'm lost and confused
Cause I'm the kid passed out on your floor, I don't know who i am any more, you yell in my face so I'm slam the door, we got no more booze left let's go buy some more, I really hope they don’t try to card us

And I'm looking for the big rock candy mountain, a land where cigarettes grow on trees
A place where whiskey flows in the rivers, a place where I can be free
And one day my friends we will get there, and we'll all be home together at last
We can sing and dance and enjoy a pace of life that ain't so fast
A pace of life that ain't so fucking fast

And I don't know who I am anymore, and I don't know who I am anymore, and I don't know who I am anymore
that's assuming I knew who I was to begin with

And we won't have cops or government, we won't have armies or a regiment,
cause who needs those things if we all support eachother
And I know this all sounds utopian, how could this ever be
Is it realistic to think we'll reach freedom, and have no hierarchy ?
But it's this vision and dream, that's the only thing keeping me sane
but who needs morpheine, when you have hope to numb the pain
Tell me who needs morpheine, when you have hope to numb the pain

And we're looking, oh we're lookin for the big rock candy mountain, a land where cigarettes grow on trees
A place where whiskey flows in the rivers, a place where I can be free
And one day my friends we will get there, and we'll all be home together at last
We can sing and dance and enjoy a pace of life that ain't so fast
A pace of life that ain't so fucking fast
Track Name: Dylan Thomas Nihilist Extravaganza
it dont matter if your rich or poor, it don't matter what country your fighting for, all of our Fates, are the same
Cause death is beyond my control, there's no point in worrying. Take life slowly my friends ain't no use in worrying

If I don't find freedom in life I hope I find freedom in death. And I'll be raising my middle finger as I take my last breath.
I don't get why we think so much about the day we die , cause death is the easy part but life requires we try . And I don't wanna try

And the day will come when I head into the void, and when everything fades to black
And I'll disappear into oblivion, and there's no turning back, and there's no turning back

So while my spirit is alive, while I'm still breathing, I will rage
I will not go gentle, into the dying of the light, I will not go gentle into that goodnight
Track Name: Margot and the Nuclear So and So's - "Broadripple is Burning" - Margot and the Nuclear So and So's
Children, Broadripple is burning
And the girls are getting sick
Off huffing glue up in the bathroom
While your boyfriends pick up chicks.
And darling I'm lost.
I heard you whispering
That night in fountain square.
The trashed filled streets made me wish we were heading home.

There was love inside the basement
Where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared upon
The floor almost every night.
And darling I'm drunk,
And everything that I have loved has turned to stone.
So pack your bags and come back home.

And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I will haunt you like a ghost.

If my woman was a fire,
She'd burn out before I wake,
And be replaced by pints of whiskey,
Cigarettes, and outer space.
Then somebody moves
And everything you thought you had has gone to shit.
We've got a lot.
Don't ever forget that.

And I wrote this on an airplane where the people looked like eggs.
And when a woman that you loved was gone,
She was bombing East Japan.
And don't fucking move,
'Cause everything you thought you had will go to shit.
We've got a lot.
Don't you dare forget that.

And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I will haunt you like a ghost.

And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I will haunt you like a ghost.
Track Name: for the broken glass (wabi sabi)
I walk a road, a narrow road between, letting down people i care about and following my dream.
Theres no escaping judgement, no escaping hate, the glass is so fragile, we're all bound to break.

Even from behind the clouds, sun will shine. Even though I'm rarely okay i'll always say that i'm fine. The rain keeps falling, whether I like it or not, if we lose its okay cause at least we still fought.

Pouring my heart out to you with these worn out strings, lets smile for tomorrow even though we don't know what the future brings. Glass will shatter, glass will break, there's only so much damage that it can take.
Track Name: When you're gone by Jesse Stewart
It took everything I had just to roll out of bed
Had to get down to that corner get the fuck out my head
Gave her every coin I made, and she, she makes me wait

Well tell me who, yeah who, well who’s gonna rip me off
Who’s gonna rip me off, when you’re gone?

I was coming off the end of some awful sort of bender
I thought I might throw the last couple into the vegetable crisper
But I woke up to nothing but cans in my sink

Well tell me who, yeah who, who’s gonna drink my morning booze
Who’s gonna drink my booze, when you’re gone?

I left them on the table I swore I must’ve had bout seven or eight
Woke up nothing but a half butt staring me in my fuckin face
Oh man, how could you do me like that?

Tell me who, yeah who, whos gonna smoke my smokes
Who’s gonna smoke my smokes, when you’re gone?

Well I’m sitting in the park with my hobo dog
Well shes off in the corner eating some other hobo’s log
Aw fuck, I gotta deal with this

Tell me who, yeah who, whos gonna beat my dog
Who’s gonna beat my dog, when I’m gone?

Still sitting in the same fuckin park, way the fuck past dark
Gotta fist full of reasons, why she shoulda came back but
You know she doesn’t cause
She makes me wait

Well tell me who, yeah who, whos gonna beat my wife
Who’s gonna beat my wife, when I’m gone?

So I’m sitting here and I’m feelin kinda shitty
I thought I might wander down to the inner east side of this god forsaken city
I picked up I dropped off
Order no ambulance for me

Well tell me who, yeah who, well whos gonna smash the dope
Who’s gonna smash the dope, at my wake?

Took everything I had to roll outta bed
Get down to that corner man get the fuck outta my head
I gave her every coin I made and she, she
Makes me wait