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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital AlbumOne of a kind custom screen printed discs, jackets, and album credits sleeve all handcrafted by the band members themselves! Limited hand-numbered first run of 500. Also includes card with a "secret" web address that directs to an unreleased track.
UPDATE: Copies #001-300 (metallic silver, lavender, army mint green, Lust) have been sold. Copies #301-350 are available in Sea Baby.
Includes unlimited streaming of Frawd via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.ships out within 5 daysedition of 500Purchasable with gift card$10 USD or more
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lyrics
She’s miles away where neon signs are born
Touch and go, dime a dozen, cutthroat,
Pretends she’s southern so she can tell her joke
She’s such a fickle little waxwork
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
Where did you go, my baby, where did you go?
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
An unscrewed head steppin’ on hollow ground
In a broken promised land
With tin-thin skin and hooked on isolation,
Tip-toein’ ‘round a train wreck to prove she’s innocent
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
Hangin’ out windows in fur coats,
Drinking invisible rum and Cokes,
Touch and go, dime a dozen, cutthroat,
She’s such a fickle little waxwork
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
Touch and go, dime a dozen, cutthroat,
Pretends she’s southern so she can tell her joke
She’s such a fickle little waxwork
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
Where did you go, my baby, where did you go?
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
An unscrewed head steppin’ on hollow ground
In a broken promised land
With tin-thin skin and hooked on isolation,
Tip-toein’ ‘round a train wreck to prove she’s innocent
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
Hangin’ out windows in fur coats,
Drinking invisible rum and Cokes,
Touch and go, dime a dozen, cutthroat,
She’s such a fickle little waxwork
My baby, she lost her mind on Christmas day
credits
from Frawd,
released August 2, 2014
Andy Adamietz - trumpet
Jason Bank - guitar, toy guitar, slide guitar
Weston Broske - bass, vocals
Kyle Merckx - guitar
Robert J. Murphy - drums, percussion
and featuring
Art Maratos - baritone sax
Written by Jason Bank and Bron Sage (all rights reserved)
Andy Adamietz - trumpet
Jason Bank - guitar, toy guitar, slide guitar
Weston Broske - bass, vocals
Kyle Merckx - guitar
Robert J. Murphy - drums, percussion
and featuring
Art Maratos - baritone sax
Written by Jason Bank and Bron Sage (all rights reserved)
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