Words​/​I'm With You in Rockland

by Amateur Anthropologist

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These songs are from our forthcoming EP, due out this summer.
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released 30 April 2014

Paco Rochemont - vocals, guitars
Alex Gabriel - drums

Recorded 4/5/14 in Paco's Living Room
All recording, production and mastering by Brandon Cooksey/Inc. Studios
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Amateur Anthropologist Dearborn Heights

Alex, Paco and Josh

"These young, rock 'n' romp upstarts are doing it in Detroit the hard way. Starting at the Token playing to staff, they've since kept company with Danny Kroha and played all the city's venerable venues, buzzing up the town. They blend punk and pop, but aren't pop punk." - Metro Times Detroit ... more

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Track Name: Words
I sold my soul to live your dream
Of course it doesn't mean a goddamn thing
You stuck your poison deep inside of my vein
Just to slowly watch me go insane

Soul of evil, son of man
Can't you hear me coming around, baby, coming around again
Book of nothing, song of truth
Come a little closer now, baby, I gotta break a tooth

The journey's timeless better take it slow
Broke some needles gotta crush some bones
Take my hand and we'll walk away
We'll move past this beast some day
Track Name: I'm With You in Rockland
I can't remember this time last year but I know of the evil I've done
And wishing is dreaming when dreaming is true but I only want to dream of you

Well, I looked at your future before
Every morning that I was born
I can't help it that I'm so
Insecure
So impure
But time will tell for sure

Oh Mary Margaret, sister of mine, are you happy with all you've done
I'll buy you a graveyard of your own and kill everyone who's done you wrong
Ginsberg he told me the night that you left two and twenty-seven ain't the same
But I'm with you in Rockland and it's such a shame revolutions are always in grey