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Aging
04:36
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It's just so cold
Why can't we stay inside
We grow too old
I'd rather run and hide
I'll say it all
In a perfect world the leaves would never fall
Should I feel such sorrow
That there's a tomorrow
Don't look at me when I'm wrinkly
I won't even like what I see when I see me
I'll just get rich
Then I'll go buy a Beamer
Won't marry a bitch
On what life could I be keener
Bullshit yeah right
I can't even fall asleep at night
Tomorrow's today
Guess I can't help it anyway
Don't look at me when I'm wrinkly
I won't even like what I see when I see me
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2. |
Downtown
03:04
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We can go Downtown you know
See where public transportation will allow us to go
We can walk Downtown today
Oh God knows I never like them buses anyways
Oh no cloud formation
Oh no precipitation
Oh no this date's damnation
Oh no we are forsaken
We can't go Downtown no more
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3. |
Big House Holiday
02:34
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Go to university get a job
Maybe I would rather join the mob
Rather unconventional it may seem
But why should I be so afraid to scheme
Whatever happened to my long hot holiday
When I would skip down to the lake and from it all simply swim away
That time has come and went I fear
As responsibility appears less far than it is near
Believe me when I say that I'll resign
To a basic life of crime
Wouldn't that just be fine
All that sin and ease combined
Kill a cop and fucking hold up a shop and uh
Then I'm swabbing prison cells with a mob
And oh cheer up mother you're looking confused
If they're paying room and board then how do I lose
Oh I lose
I freak out
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4. |
Bo Peep
02:58
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Saturday evening at the homestead
And of course I have nothing to do
On this moonlit night I got horns growing from my head
So baby girl I choose you
Blonde hair blue eyes
Little chicky's got white meat thighs
Hard bed like lead
We'll do it on the floor instead
Hey little girl hey little girl what's your name
Bo Peep
Hey Bo Peep little Bo Peep
You're gonna feel my sheep
Girl I know you love it when I come home
'Cause you know I'm coming home all full grown
An older man how could you resist
Besides you've never been kissed quite like this
Eighteen yeah right
I'm gonna keep you up all night
Smokescreen delight
Your bare skin shines in the moonlight
Hey little girl hey little girl what's your name
Bo Peep
Hey Bo Peep little Bo Peep
You're gonna feel my sheep
Hey little girl hey little girl what's your name
Bo Peep
My my my Bo Peep my Bo Peep
You're gonna feel my sheep
So young for so long and so naive
Little Bo Peep's gonna see I got tricks up my sleeve
Little Bo Peep gonna feel my sheep now come on
Little Bo Peep can you feel my sheep now come on
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5. |
Heathen Says
03:18
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Preacher says I'll never see the castle in the sky
I've got news for father dear I've been there when I was very high
He thinks he'll go to heaven sound
I know he'll be rotting in the ground
What kind of life's worth living
If it's not spent sinning
So Jesus Christ my home dog Holy Lord
I don't go to church because I would just get bored
What would Jesus do given a copious amount of dope
I like to think he'd sneak out back and have himself a smoke
Wake up in a pile of whores
Virgin Mary's no virgin no more
I find nothing wrong
If Jesus is laying down his mom
So Jesus Christ my home dog Holy Lord
I don't go to church because I would just get bored
I just might live and grow old
But I'll never ask for him to save my soul
When I find myself at the Pearly Gates
I need no mirror to know my eyes they dilate
Oh everything's as white as snow
When your nose is filled with blow
The preacher and I both know
It's a divine state
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6. |
Blood Rush
03:27
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No matter how slow I get up from bed
I'm always met with blood flow from my head
Vision's dizzy the world spins around
I end up wanting to set back down
A pale complexion a lost connection
Added to my great collection
This one's worth than all the others though
Should have made my rise from bed slow
Now me and you
We've snapped in two
And I don't think there's much hope for super glue
Broken together but separate on the floor
I wish I could see you so much more
The cold floor just cracked my skull
The lights of this world are going dull
Blood from my brain so bottoms up
Maybe I'll never again wake up
Then some time later my eyes open wide
And I can't run and I can't hide
I realize that I'm all alone
And get up and start on my shaky bones
So me and you
We've snapped in two
And I don't think there's much hope for super glue
Broken together but separate on the floor
I wish I could see you so much more
I wish I could feel you so much more
I'm dreaming about you more and more
And I climb back into bed
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You’re danger prone
Broken hearts and bones my claim to fame
You’re not alone
Each dame is one and the same
My friends say I
Though I don’t seem to try I make women
Want to comply to all of my
Cussing and my sinning
But don’t be surprised
Blonde hair green eyes I love them so
Our demise
Comes when I have to let you go
More than one fish
Most more delish in the sea blue
I truly wish
You have in mind one or a few
Avoiding crude
Not to be rude but let’s be real
Your aptitude
Makes you something of a steal
So don’t be surprised
Blonde hair green eyes I love yours so
Our demise
Comes when I have to let you
Oh my dear have fear it burns just like a bitch and I would know
It’s your first stitch so you’re gonna learn to let us go
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8. |
Memory
03:38
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You said that ride was too tall for me
So I sacked up and grew
I still may not be singing on key
But I can fucking play the blues
You know who wrote my destiny
Well, they should be introduced
Whoever says what’s best for me
Is gonna get a tooth knocked loose.
Mother says I’m a philistine
Well I can’t help being loose
I’m just here to win what’s mine
Even if what’s mine is a noose
We may be fixing for a hanging
But we’re not going quietly
Your ears are ringing from our singing
Maybe we’ll be more than a memory
Me and my buddies all agree
The good life’s a fantasy
I wish so bad it would come true
I beg you, please, don’t be mean
Let us sleep, just let us dream
What else is there for us to do?
We may be fixing for a hanging
But we’re not going quietly
Your ears are ringing from our singing
Maybe we’ll be more than a memory
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9. |
Ten Stellas One Guitar
03:41
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Hanging out above my old garage
Everything looks just like a mirage
Walls are breathing and the dartboard spins
Must be some kind of hell I’m in, oh no
My friend is perceptibly shaken
Must be those tabs we’re taking
Goldilocks is face down on the sheets
Some drugs some dames life complete
Take one good glance at yourself
Much vice bad for the health
Y’all should just leave me alone
Fucked up not yet full grown
Ten Stellas and one guitar is all I need
Besides when you scratch my back I begin to bleed
When I grab a brew why not grab a few
I’m sure it’s hope that I imbue
Oh what fun
One Stell ten guitars
Is it apparent I’m not going too far
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10. |
D.W.Y.B.O.
03:27
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I don't care if my granddaughter smokes pot
And I don't care if my grandson becomes an astronaut
No I don't even want to know when I go
Will we all burn from greenhouse gases
Will the food supply feed the masses
And I don't even want to know when I go
Well I like to smoke and I like to drink and I think
That the older that we grow the more we start to stink
So I don't even want to know when I go
I'm gonna die with my boots on
Come on man come on let's die with our boots on
Come on come on come on die with your boots on
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11. |
Red Sweater
05:07
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When I left town I left a flannel shirt with you
Red and black checkered stripes
No longer around you took it and the coop you flew
So now my days are your nights
Maybe I should have considered its return
Before you went so far away
Now I can’t get it back, so lesson learned
Don’t give shit to people who don’t stay
You think I don’t care much
About the softest touch
Well what do you know anyways
My days could all be malaise
Devoid of color and warmth wrought
Don’t concern yourself with such a thought
To freeze from a cold borne breeze
Is where you left me without that shirt
Grown wary of these types of fees
I’ve been on constant alert
Why can’t you give it back to me
You could do it easily
It doesn’t even fit you better
Karma’s a bitch, you will see
Nothing gets away scot-free
I’m going to steal your red sweater
You think I don’t care much
About the softest touch
Well what do you know anyways
My days could all be malaise
Devoid of color and warmth wrought
All fucked up don’t you think
What if I’m messed up on the brink
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12. |
The Proposition
03:39
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You said sleep with you I will
Maybe you're right
I got a lot of time to kill
So let's say goodnight
We can go upstairs honey
I can strip you down
Freshly shaven hairs down there for me
Baby turn around
Did you know that I can take you higher
I've learned some new moves
You know I can be a saint or a liar
I want you to choose
We've been gone for so long
So I think it's time we reacquaint
I've got sin and shackles upstairs
But I ain't got no restraint
I loved you from afar
But now you are so near
You can climb up on me in the car
We got nothing to fear
I don't care what the preacher says
I'm gonna do it anyways
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Bear In You Boston, Massachusetts
Reunited after one band member's departure from college and another's move to Washington, three guys from Harvard came together above a garage and recorded an album. A full-length, fully produced rock album which demanded honed concentration, months of effort and soul, and a roundtrip ticket to Boston. Listen to Iller by the Second- it will unleash the Bear In You. ... more
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