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Less Angeles

by Alive At 27

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1.
Baja Sur 03:10
Out of the Van Into the sand Feel the water In my hand Sun is so warm Stress is gone What I've needed all along Stare straight through that sky The furthest south you could drive Worn out serpentines Drifting off the map Ten camp work-from-homes Road trip friends We've all made it here From different walks We're just vagabonds That's our bond We'll tear the roof off your car Sleep under the stars Friends sit fireside The furthest south you could drive Saguaro piercing the sky Moon lonesome and high Apart from our northern lives The furthest south you can drive
2.
How many times have I told you you're not to go down to the water line It's gonna pull you in Everyone knows and so nobody goes Down to the waterline out in the cove How many times have I told you the tide will come up to your britches and drag you out into the blue Into the blue just as I told you would happen to you How many times have I told you that You shouldn't do what I did years back It's only gonna make you end up just like me And how happy I would be if you'd end up just like How many times have I told you you're pissin' away your future hangin' out under the sun Everyone knows it so nobody does it Except for the losers and they seem to love it How many times have I told you the grindstone lies in the hills about fifteen miles from the shore Far from the shore Far from the calm of the ocean's roar How many times have I told you not To waste your time at the old rock spot You're only gonna end up floating just like me And how happy I would be If you'd end up just like How many times? How many times? How many times have I told you that If you waste your time at the sea That you'll end up just like me Now the asphalt burns we're runnin' down The north wind gusting at thirteen miles Blistering lips and an endless smile And the ice plant brushes at your soul The salty air is a feeling of home Nostalgia mixed with leagues of unknown How many times have I told you not To waste your time at the old rock spot You're only gonna end up floating just like me And how happy I would be If you'd end up just like how many times? How many times? How many times have I told you that If you waste your time at the sea That you'll end up just like me That you'll end up just like me at the sea That you'll end up just like me
3.
Royal Crown 03:07
Sippin' Royal Crown in a hospital gown I've got the liver of a ninety year-old drunk A place to start, and a place to die Stare from my cavern out into the sky They wanna talk to me about quality of life About now euthanasia sounds all right Bury me under my own front lawn I wanna stay right here when I'm gone Scared to life Scared of my dreams Compared to my thoughts the pain is relief Skating along the cold divide I'm far too awake to die Por la orilla me espera el gran tiburon Los lobos me han contado sobre ese ladron Se esconde en la noche fria y nublada Nos roba la vida y nos come el alma En el mundo del mas alla me despierto Y me doy cuenta de que ya estoy muerto I can't gain a pound I just lose my lunch So full and hungry all at once I keep asking them what are my chances But nobody's tellin', nobody's tellin' me Scared to life Scared of my dreams Compared to my thoughts the pain is relief Skating along the cold divide I'm far too awake and I don't want to see you I can read it on your face My life has been misplaced I thought that I told you not to run It's not over 'til I'm done I thought that I told you not to run It's not over 'til I'm… Racin' through my head in a hospital bed I've got the mind to step out for an early end They wanna talk to me about treatment plans While my life dangles from strangers' hands Scared to life Scared of my dreams Compared to my thoughts the pain is relief Skating along the cold divide I'm far too awake to die
4.
This ain’t no dumb-luck songwriting This ain’t the cream of sumyungai We've put in the hours, counted the weeks and stared at the climb And we won't come home 'til the mountains call us high The waitress smiled when she came to the table With our lives in her worn out hands "These are the fuel for the good fire You better eat 'em up" We've run into walls, into the squalls and counted the time And we'll ride home on the ocean's rising tide I lost myself when I lost my voice And I was hanging over the edge for more than a fortnight But I came back north And the love that I had before was waiting for me In a parking lot window seat I'll never leave Don't follow blind You're gonna curse yourself when you find You know less than the truth I lost myself when I lost my voice And I was hanging over the edge for more than a fortnight But I came back north And the love that I had before was waiting for me In a parking lot window seat I'll never leave
5.
Firecracker 02:29
Everyone knows you're an easy target A seven mile ring to pin the tail on Everyone knows you're an easy target You're the hardest one to get to Everyone knows you've got the toughest skin They wait in line to get a stab in Everyone knows you're an easy target Rolls right off the slide that is your backbone There's a lot that all of us could learn From the one who doused in flames will never burn You're a firecracker Never to burn out Everyone knows you're an easy target A skinny frame the bull's eye is Mojave Everyone knows you're an easy target Shoot an arrow at the raging sea They'll be sure to hit you in the bow But you won't let 'em sink you Everyone knows you're an easy target You're the most resilient of the bunch There's a lot that all of us could learn From the one who doused in flames will never burn You're a firecracker Never to burn out
6.
Help Me 02:05
Help me if you can You know you can if you want to I'm on the brink of being on the brink of expiration I'm hungry, I'm tired, and I wanna come home I'm on the side of freeways and I'm taking contributions Help me if you can You know you can if you want to Come on now I'm waiting for it I'm hoping for it I said I'm waiting 'til the sun goes down I'm waiting for it I'm hoping for it I said I'm waiting 'til the... Raised in a rich town Lives by the train tracks One's got the resource One's got the access The ice cream truck is selling junk Ring out your bells, ring out your bells Bloody speed bumps on angry runts Ring out your bells, ring out your bells I'm waiting for it I'm hoping for it I said I'm waiting 'til the sun goes down The sun goes down The sun
7.
Laying down Sleepin' it off When I heard somebody call my name Looked around There wasn't a soul in the house On second thought maybe On second thought maybe It's my time I'm too young to lose my mind I'm too old to believe in friendly ghosts I can't move And I can't seem to Figure out what they want from me, no I saw someone standing on my lawn I turned around and they were gone Keep hearing those voices Keep hearing those voices It's my time I'm too young to lose my mind I'm too old to believe in friendly ghosts Keep hearin' keep hearin' those voices Keep hearin' keep hearin' those voices Somebody just called my name It's my time I'm too young to lose my mind I'm too old to believe in friendly ghosts Standing there Like they know me from somewhere I don't know what they want I just want them gone So I can move on
8.
Slept through all your greatest years Not quite liberal enough for all your peers Now that you've woken up You'll inform us of the facts You hibernated with your Eardrum beating through the whiskey breath You've arrived from burning waste Makeshift scholar we're your lowly subjects Our simple minds our yours to shape The gray of May your edges dull Shiver in the predawn chill your covers pulled You feel the burning cold It keeps you in the house enough to know you know enough to Contradict us with your anecdotes You've arrived from burning waste Makeshift scholar we're your lowly subjects Our simple minds are yours to shape But to prove each other wrong will take the cake Yeah we've come so far But to prove each other wrong will take the cake Yeah our ears are so full But we'll always save some real estate Always save some real estate for you
9.
I don't really want to stay here But there's nowhere else that I'd rather be Nowhere I'd rather be And I don't really want to leave Between a rock and a hard place Is a hard place to be Be what it may be That's what they say, what do they mean? Some people live to hear themselves speak All in all we'll say we're Angelinos We're pulled in each and every which way The south has far too many tourists And the north has far too much cold Somewhere in between That's where we've found our common ground Or at least that's where I'd think it may be Be what it may be The home's not always where the heart is It's something that you gotta…got to bring along All in all I'd say we're Angelinos We're pulled in each and every which way Every which way I don't really want to stay here But there's nowhere else that I'd rather be Nowhere I'd rather be And I don't really want to leave Between a rock and a hard place Is a hard place to be Be what it may be That's what they say, what do they mean? Some people live to hear themselves speak All in all we'll say we're Angelinos But we're pulled in each and every which way Every which way
10.
Strike Nine 03:35
Helicopters cutting the moonbeams over my head And a seven-forty-seven jet Is an uninvited cameo The choppers chopping the sound waves out of my skull That was the last time that you'll pull the wool Summer morning seas are at a lull Shut that song off It's got too much nostalgia I've gotta get that goddamn ringing out my head Go back to bed Nine little white lies slip through those pearly white new crowns And the story's never slowing down With your pocket book of bail-me-outs Playing favorites with the perverse desire to screw The ones who tolerated you Shut that song off It's got too much nostalgia I've gotta get that goddamn ringing out my head Go back to bed Go back to bed The illusion of the new tropic city was born In a land too far from Capricorn Like the hotel tycoon you lie too You're a put-on feeling of warmth with a chilly core Jogging 'round the bay on a winter's eve You're to pick and choose with whom you play Shut that song off It's got too much nostalgia I've gotta get that Goddamn ringing out my head I've gotta get that Goddamn ringing out my head Go back to bed

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released November 16, 2011

Dane Rippee: Vocals, Guitar, Percussion
Dreux Zimmer: Drums, Back Up Vocals, Percussion
Patrick Schettler: Lead Guitar
Matt Riddle: Bass, Back Up Vocals

All Lyrics written by Dane Rippee. All Music by Dane Rippee and Alive At 27. More percussion performed by Rick Mabery.

Engineered and Mixed on 1/4" 24 Track Tape by Rick Mabery at The Barn Music Studios in Agoura Hills, California (www.thebarnmusicstudio.com).

Produced by Rick Mabery and Alive At 27.

Album Artwork by Amy Rippee
Band Font by Kaitlyn Zimmer

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Alive At 27 Los Angeles, California

Dane's wavering voice will please and disturb you, Dreux's militaristic battery will trick and treat you, Pat's ghostly leads will lead and mislead you, and Matt's strutting bass-lines will cruise and lose you.

R.I.P. to our FEARLESS leader and brother, Dane Rippee.

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