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released June 10, 2016

Dave Linantud: Vox, Guitars, Piano
Brendan Tobin: Bass
Ryan Bower: Drums
Recorded and mixed at Greg Humphrey's by Greg Humphrey and Brendan Tobin

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Track Name: Let's Smoke Some Reefer
Let's smoke some reefer
Have a little party
Let it roll for the good times
'Cause they may never come around again
Your life it sucks
Got in a fight with your girlfriend
All she wants to do is pretend
That you're some motherfucking guy you ain't
And your job it sucks
Got in trouble with the boss again
All he wants to do is pretend
That you're some motherfucking guy you ain't
Let's smoke some reefer
Have a little party
Let it roll for the good times
'Cause they may never come around again
Your truck broke down
Middle of the interstate
Not a punk ass anywhere
To help a motherfucker out
Ain't no police
Seen one at the gas n go
Thirty five miles or so
To give a high flying fuck
Let's smoke some reefer
Have a little party
Let it roll for the good times
'Cause they may never come around again
Track Name: Drivin' Again
I drove my truck right on down to the water
Right up to the Chesapeake Bay
Stared out at my destiny fading
Spun out on that slick Maryland clay
Everyone spends their time a-yelling
Listening a thing of the past
Harass me with verbal gymnastics
And stupider opinions than that
So hold on for me
I'm driving and driving and driving again
Hold on for me
I'm driving and driving and driving again
What are the terms of a failure
Then again who really cares
Strip every word of its meaning
Stretch out and bathe in the glare
So hold on for me
I'm driving and driving and driving again
Hold on for me
I'm driving and driving and driving again
Track Name: Day to Day
I'm thinking of a thing from long ago
I don't know what it is
And I'm looking at my life just like it's something
That I can not give
I don't give a shit
For anything at all
Oh no
Oh no
I made a record before I could even buy a beer
By the time I was 22 I'd played more shows than I could hear
Sang in smoke filled rooms
And drank for free all night
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I seen 'em come and go I seen 'em rise and fall
I've made a billion fliers and made a million calls
I went from the mailing list to emails to evites
But it ain't no different if you're signing through the night
Alright
I been around this whole damn world
It's bigger than the sky is wide
But one thing everywhere is when everything seems just right
Play the night away
And sing everyday
Every day
I'm thinking of a thing from long ago
I don't know what it is
And I'm looking at my life just like it's something
That I can not give
I don't give a shit
For anything at all
I'm just day to day
Track Name: To be a Badass
My lifelong quest is to be a badass
But it's made a mess of my whole damn life
Oh to be to be a badass
Or to be a chump
That is lifeI've been around
I've seen the worst
That folk can do
And do to you
Such a shame
Here in this rat's nest
That is this life
That is this life
It's time to go
To get to gettin'
It's a bit more fun
When you just don't care
Everything conspires with nothing
All the time everywhere
I can’t recall the sound of laughter
If when it’s free for all to hear
I can’t recall I just can’t remember
So I have to ask you
What’s it like to fear
And when it’s done and when it’s over
Then I will laugh and I will cry
Because then I won’t have to wonder
Or ask the question
What’s it like to die?
My lifelong quest is to be a badass
But It’s made a mess of my goddamned life
Oh to be to be a badass
Or to be a chump
That is life
Don’t be a chump
Take my advice.