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Nothin' But Time
01:40
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It's Fine
02:58
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Oh, I know
That's how it goes sometimes
If you don't have a bed
You can sleep in mine
I don't know if you're so inclined
But if you want, you can stay here
All of the time
I'll be cool
Yeah I swear
I won't read your mind
And if I act uptight
You can throw me outside
I would sleep 'neath the stars
In the needly pines
If you'd let me back in
When the sun don't shine
I don't care
And she don't mind
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's fine
I don't care
That she ain't mine
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's fine
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3. |
Absolutely Really Cool
03:18
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I sit on my hands
And I think up plans
And I wonder just when
My ship will land
I've been thinking a lot
About things I can't stop
About things that might happen
And things that will not
I go outside and ask the sky
And a voice replies:
Either way, it's absolutely really cool
Either way is absolutely really cool
When I'm out of my bed
I can see through my head
Through the noise I create
That I totally dread
Can I drown it all out?
Can I learn not to shout?
Can I grow up and out of
My negative doubts?
I go outside and ask the sky
And a voice replies:
Either way, it's absolutely really cool
Either way is absolutely really cool
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All the time in the world
All the time in the world
But I can't see you
No, I can't see you
All the time in the world
All the time in the world
But nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I could sit around and chew on my fingernails
Look out the window for an hour or two
But tell me why my freedom starts to feel like a jail
And tell me why I wish I was locked up with you
All the time in the world
All the time in the world
But nobody to love
I got no body to love
I could hang around and grow back my fingers nails
I could pace around the apartment until 2
But tell me why this freedom starts to feel like a jail
And tell me why I wish I was locked up with you
All the time in the world
All the time in the world
And no one to forgive
I got no one to forgive
All the time in the world
All the time in the world
And no reason to live
I got no reason to live
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I know
It ain't right
But I know
What I like
I know you hate what you see
I feel you all judging me
I know it's not good for me
But I just can't stop eating treats
Dog treats
Dog treats
Dog treats
Dog treats
Tastes weird
The first time
The next time
Just right
I know you hate what you see
Look what's becoming of me
I know it's not good for me
But I just can't stop eating treats
Dog treats
I know it's not good for me
But I just can't stop eating treats
Dog treats
Dog treats
Dog treats
Dog treats
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6. |
Bathrobe
07:08
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I feel alone and I just want to go home
And listen to the clock go tick
And listen to the HVAC moan
I don't mind if I lose track of time
It's a waste for me to be here
And waste's my biggest crime
I could stay at home
Playing hideout from my phone
I don't need to run to the store
I can hang at home
Smoke some weed in my bathrobe
I don't feel so bad anymore
I feel alone cause I've been sittin' at home
Watching all the lights get dim
And listening to the radio
I start to whine, but I'm doing just fine
Hanging in my bathrobe and taking my time
I can hang at home
Smoke some weed in my bathrobe
I don't need a thing from the store
I'll just hang at home
Smoke some weed in my bathrobe
I don't feel so bad anymore
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7. |
Everything From Here
03:06
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I can see everything from here
I can look down inside my self
And I can see that I'm nothing more
Than a shell
ooh, ahh, gotcha, ok
I can see everything from here
And I can look down inside myself
And I can see that it's pretty clear
That there's nothing left
I know that you don't know
You'd say anything
To get me off the phone
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Oops, I fell in love again, oh no
Oops, I fell in love again, oh no!
Oops, I fell in love again, oh no
Oops, I fell in love again, oh no
Oh no
Oh no
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9. |
I Could Get Used to This
02:49
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The days' been passing real slow
'Cause I don't know where to go
I've been falling behind
And I lose track of the time
'Cause I got used to you
Tellin' me what to do
But now I don't exist
I could get used to this
It's the same old me
But now I feel brand new
I feel brand new 'cause
I don't have to see you
I've been dreaming a lot
And now you finally got
Me to write you a song
The days' been moving along
Now that I'm glad that you're gone
I sort of picked it back up
I think you've suffered enough
I had got used to you
Tellin' me what to do
But now you don't exist
I could get used to this
It's the same old day
But now it feels okay
It feels ok, cause you're not coming my way
I've been thinking a lot
About how you finally got
Me to write you a song
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10. |
Phoning It In
02:29
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It's about that time
Can everybody hear me there on the line?
Sorry I don't have time
To be with you in person
Hope the phone call is fine
You've been on my mind
I hope that you can hear me there on the line
I know I oughta try
But I think I'll phone it in again
One more time
It's about that time
You've been on my mind
But I think I'll phone it in again
One more time
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11. |
OK Now
03:30
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I've been lost
I've been found as well
Where I am right now
I can't even tell
I'm somewhere
Between nine and ten
I'm nowhere
But I'll find my friends
I've been dumped
On the side of the road
But I've been let in
Where nobody knows
They told you
You'll when you know
But I'll show you
Where it goes when it goes
Ok now, it's ok now, you're ok now
I tried it
And it felt so good
I liked it
And I knew that I would
I'm thinking
In a brand new way
I used to feel bad
But now I'm feelin' ok
Ok now, it's ok now, I'm ok now
Ok now, it's ok now, we're ok now
Ok now, it's ok now, I'm ok now
Ok now, it's ok now, we're ok now
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I will collect my things
And I will walk on home
I need to rest my mind
And charge my telephone
I've been sitting here
Since quarter-past-half-past four
Waiting for you to feel the way
That you felt before
I will collect my things
And I will head on home
I've been here for hours now
And I'm really stoned
I'll just grab my keys and smokes
And my garden gnome
I've enjoyed myself but now
I need some time alone
I will collect my things
And I will head on home
We tried hard to make it work
But I think my cover's blown
The way you talk and act these days
Chills me to my bones
We're both better off, I think
Forgetting what we've known
I will collect my things
And I will move along
I've been working hard
But I'm not writing any songs
I think it's safe for me to say
That I got it wrong
I will collect my things, it's time
To move along
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