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Tetonia
02:22
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There’s nothing to remember
That’s the way it seems
Another night spent drinking on the riverbank
Living like the vultures
They’re picking something clean
Fly around in circles and tear apart the centerpoint
I’m sorry, Dad, for all the trouble I cause
I’m leaving Tetonia for good
The job ends in April
I’m gonna disappear
Or maybe work another season at the ski lift on the hill
Maybe go back to Texas
Take another whack at school
Or spend another year in my head putting fires out trying to play it cool
I’m sorry, Dad, for all the trouble I cause
Please tell Mom that I’ll pick up when she calls me
I’m leaving Tetonia for good
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2. |
Southern Girls
03:04
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I need a southern girl
To sweep me off my feet
I need a southern girl
Every night I’m dreaming of my southern girl
And I know she’s out there dreaming of me
I need a southern girl
I’ll close my eyes and leap
I need a southern girls
I think I’d like to be one of the southern girls
So come and sweep me off my feet
I need a southern girl
To show me how to be one of the southern girls
Beautiful and free
I need a southern girl
It’s all I’ve ever wanted to be
Hit the nail on the head
It was just what you thought
Fall in love for the dread
Buy roses for the thorns
We were boys in your room
We were flowers in bloom
Laying down on your floor
to pray for the loving of the southern girls
I’ll be your southern girl
if you’ll come along and be my southern girl
A couple Georgia peaches taking on the world
It’s all I’ve ever wanted to be
Oh, it zips up the back
And it clasps at the neck
It’s a breath and a blush
A turning of the head
We were boys in your room
We were flowers in bloom
Laying down on your floor
Just doing the tango
Of the mysteries, the lore of love
I know that there’s a god above
And he’s a southern girl
He’s pretty as can be
Oh, he’s a southern girl
He’s pretty as a peach
Oh, he’s a southern girl
And the apple don’t fall far from the tree
Oh, he’s a southern girl
He’s pretty as a peach
Oh, he’s a southern girl
He said come taste and see me
I’m a southern girl
It’s all I’ve ever wanted to be
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3. |
Next Summer
03:47
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Sorry I missed your call
Would you believe me
If said I threw my cell phone at the wall?
Like the teenagers do
Purple lifeproof case
Kept it all the same
Caught up doing nothing at all
Worth telling a friend
I jog more now
One day 5k was nothing
One day I ran ’til I was sick
Like the real runners do
Felt like a fool
Fancy running shoes
Caught up doing nothing at all
Worth missing your call
When this is all over
I’m not thinking it over
I’m at your door
Drove here to tell you
That I’ve never loved you
Like I do now
Try me now
Up late with my phone on loud
No, I won’t let you down
Somehow
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4. |
Forgiveness
04:09
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The world has so much baggage
Out of your control
So why won’t you forgive me?
I’m on your porch
What’s it doing for you?
Does it keep you warm?
I’ll say the right things
I’ll self-efface
But I can’t give you anymore space
Because every day you don’t reach out
It gets a little harder to remember
Where the line between my guilt and self
Ends and begins
I trusted time
An aloe vera
In your mind
But nothing happened
I know some plants die
Even when they’re watered
But where’s your spine?
Where’s your conviction?
Where are your memories?
How come you don’t miss me?
If you knew I was wrong
So vividly
Then you’d mourn this friendship
Until you’d climb my tree
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5. |
Punk
02:43
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I want to be in a punk rock band
I want to hold your hand
Take this message back to your old man
I want to be in a band
And this time, I’m gonna do right
I’m gonna throw the showcase showdown
Throw down my pride
Throw down my pride
I want to make it out of my hometown
I want to leave right now
I want to interrupt your wedding vows
Just to say I’m headed out
Something to grow on
You’ll never know the half what I missed out on
In the backseat of your parent’s car
And then they broke my throne and threw away my credit card
I was a lonely kid
I tried so hard
I tried so hard
Take this message back to your old man
I want to be in a band
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6. |
Blowing Up
03:31
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I pulled into the Omnimax
Just as the dawn was breaking
I’d come to dig your brooch out from the snow
Last night, we watched the world end in high definition
And now you’re blowing up my phone
Is this really my best life?
I said fuck it and I burned a bridge and I’m feeling alright
Everybody said make amends but I got tongue tied
When the credits roll
It’s into the dark
Jacket ‘round my waist
New girl on my left arm
Turn the key
Leave it in park
Got my stomach going crazy
Just trying to talk, say
Teenage trouble
Come down over me
I was 15 in a jacuzzi
Though I don’t know why you’re asking
It’s played out just the same a thousand years
My little hands were shaking
She said the steam was sacred
So I reached ‘em out until they disappeared
I didn’t mean to
I don’t know what happened next
But I felt see through
Oh, I tried to run away
But I had to see you
Sorry, babe
It’s the way that it is
Kiss me on my lips
I lied about the waitlist
Summer’s gone, it was time well spent
Trading threats with my ex
About who we’re gonna date next
In the rubble
Tell me what you see
You stroll into the screening
I lose you when the lights dim
But I hear you talking somewhere to my left
And you’re whispering to that girl
Oh, you’re telling her she’s your whole world
My throat begins to tighten ‘round my breath
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7. |
Blankets
04:02
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She's huddled up in blankets
In a hollowed out school bus
Smiling through sober silence
Nothing's too cold for her
Nothing's too cold for her
And I would run inside
And turn the heat on high
Smoke a bowl on the couch
With the speakers loud
Nothing's too warm for me
Nothing's too warm for me
You're saving the world
But do I want you to?
You're saving the world
Could you save me too?
You're saving the world
Could I save you?
I know it's bullshit
But in my dreams
We'll be shaving off our hair
And we'll wear ill-fitting clothes
So no one knows what's underneath
There's no t-shirt too large for you and me
There's no t-shirt too large for you and me
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8. |
Self-Titled
01:07
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I just want to be your favorite person
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9. |
Fuck It
03:27
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Wearing your old sweater
Collar smells like you
Wish I cared more than I do
Missing you gets lonely
So I play it cool
Wish I cared less than I do
Stranger in my bedroom
Says she digs the sweater
Reminds her of her grandpa
And his love for winter weather
After red wine, I start to cry
She says don’t apologize
So much for being cool
After I cry, I spill my wine
Tripping over what I mean
So much for being clean
Please just forget what you see
Most days I’m cool and I’m clean
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10. |
To The Pool
03:33
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I went with my mom every day for her swim
And to her water was just a tool to stay fit
But I saw my reflection for the first time in it
So while my mother swam, I began to tune in
And there I was when something sent a ripple
I discovered my body could
So I mapped out every contour of my figure
There is water in the blood
That’s where I learned to love
As a thing that’s displaced
When I left it would let me
And regain its shape
But I’m not the water
So easily healed
And the holes my friends leave
Stay when they’ve disappeared
And there you were unwooed by your reflection
You were drawn to the lifeguard’s throat
I didn’t have the words to draw affection
But I cried the whole way home
I saw it coming when I left the apartment
They caught me crying in the corner of the walk-in
Spent my money even though I tried to save it
It’s a game, but it still gets old
Spent a month just flirting with this meathead
It’s all a bust, his heart is promised to a dead kid
I do my makeup and I jockey to be trusted
20 years and the trail went cold
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11. |
Sun/Body
03:09
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I’m sorry that your body tells your mind to ache
Halfway home, I remember how I loathe your pain
If he was riding shotgun, I’d floor it off this bridge
In flight I close my eyes
Save me, hold on tight
On impact, all goes black
I wake up on the shore
Commercial plane cuts through
Cotton candy clouds
Violently tearing pieces
Bleeding sunshine through
The heat slips through my cuts
Who’s the savior now?
Lying down
Ask the sun to heal our bodies
Hold on tight
We might just be alright
We might just be alright
We might just be alright
We might just be alright
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Adventureland Little Rock, Arkansas
good-natured indie rock / hotbox pop / bright & moody
Nate, Travis, & Daniel.
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