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JUICE

by Born Ruffians

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1.
I fall in love every night So future looks alright Cobwebs and moss grow high Rivers of loss flow through the starlight I fall in love every night I fall in love every night Float like a stone in the ozone The world can be so big and mean The beautiful things in between the lines Blow the dust Shine the light Burning bright and evergreen I can’t tell if you’re a dream But you come to me and say “everything is gonna be alright” I fall in love every night I fall in love every night Float like a stone in the ozone I fall in love every night I fall in love every night Never fade, perennial As you pluck the petals off You whisper “everything’s gonna be alright”
2.
03:28
Breathe Breathe Breathe I was lying on the side of the road Not so different from a pile of trash irritated as a heat rash plucking hairs out of my moustache One by one Thought my upper lip needed some sun And I was looking for the secret code Wandering around American roads Oh, it was an inspiration payload Pretty good grease for frying memories Strike a bolt of lightning into me Surfing in a sea of ecstasy Wonder how this all could come to breathe Breathe Breathe Breathe Do it again, do it again Take a deep breath and hold it, hold it in Wait around all night to strike the match But all the fumes have wandered home So what should be an inferno Is a faint nostalgic glow Pretty good grease for frying memories Strike a bolt of lightning into me Surfing in a sea of ecstasy Wonder how this all could come to breathe I had a dream love and light were winning I woke up laughing, I woke up singing And now these memories, They strike a bolt of lightning into me Surfing in a sea of ecstasy Wonder how this all could come to breathe Breathe Breathe Breathe
3.
I dedicate this to everyone who thinks they’re better than me It’s easy to see how I could agree And I dedicate this to expectations To whatever is above To finding real love To be worthy of Your dedication Dedication All in the name of dedication The more you fight against it The more its power grows The closer it gets The harder it is to know It has the location of your desire Like a master archer The arrow flies To dedication To dedication All in the name of dedication Twelve ways to die in a fire Ten ways to be consumed by desire Eight things you didn’t know about the all consuming shadow of This empire Five ways to get out of bed Seven ways to get stuck in your head What was that that you just said About dedication Dedication It’s dedication This dedication Is dedication All in the name of dedication All in the name of dedication All in the name of dedication All in the name of dedication
4.
I like a warm embrace I like a pretty face The smell of lemon, thyme, ginger, rosemary Ah, my favourite things I line ‘em up I put ‘em all down upon a shelf I watch them all collect dust I lose my touch again Don’t quote me, I’m just a bad poet I can’t fly I can’t walk I can’t swim I can’t talk I can’t sing I can’t dance I can’t rap I can’t jam But ooh, look at my tasteful use of metaphor I think up things you never ever heard before I can see an idea that’s been around a corner hiding Useful to attentive listeners Borderline exciting The best day of your life It has come and gone The bags under your eyes, too big for carry-on I’m a tired boy, an empty void A favourite song to sing along I get along with everyone I have a good time whenever I go out But don’t quote me, I’m just a bad poet I can’t fight I can’t pray I can’t riot I can’t obey I can’t see I can’t preach I can’t wake up I can’t sleep But ooh, look at my tasteful use of metaphor I think up things you never ever heard before I can see an idea that’s been around a corner hiding Useful to attentive listeners Borderline exciting Ooh, it wears off after a day or two Or gets absorbed into collective conscience Added to a big pile Or more like a hole that’s mined From time to time to verify one has a soul But uh I can’t act I can’t paint I can’t teach I can’t bank I can’t laugh I can’t dream I can’t find the god damn things
5.
02:02
Flips the bird like a lady She’s the one the boys go crazy for These words I wrote for her I’m a little bit tongue tied Shaken up a bit, I’m fine I talk just a little bit softer Poor in love as a pauper She looks at me like sunlight flickers through a chain link fence Oh but I’m fine, I’m fine I’m fine, I’m fine Run to doom Run to me God damned unsociable Highly emotional I had a dream and you weren’t there Billions of people and they just don’t care I’ll find you You’ll find me I am embarking on this journey Oh, I had a dream and you weren’t there Please wake me up from this nightmare Now run to doom Run to me God damned unsociable Highly emotional But I’m fine, I’m fine I’m fine, I’m fine I’m fine, I’m fine I’m fine, I’m fine
6.
Hey you, hey, hey you, hey Hey you, hey, hey you, hey You gotta let it go nowhere You gotta give it time And if nobody will offer You gotta change their mind You wanna let it go nowhere You gotta give it time And if nobody will offer Reach out and change their mind Hey you, hey Say that you wanna stay with me darling Because I really need it now Say what you wanna say to me darling Go on and on I need it now Hey you, hey, hey hey you You wanna let it go somewhere You gotta give them hell And if nobody will offer Reach out and touch yourself Say that you wanna stay with me darling Because I really need it now Say what you wanna say to me darling Go on and on I need it now Hey you, hey, hey hey you
7.
04:37
Somewhere in those wicked woods You build your fire And somehow in those foolish floods You keep it dry Idiots blow their wasted wind But it burns so bright Some time in that lonely life You’ve become the night Now somewhere there’s a little star In the big black sky And somehow in that endless void You see its light And spinning around its burning core There could be life Looking up at you For answers in the night Hot potato armageddon Patriarchy paper shredding What a stinkin’ time Just to be alive All the people keep forgetting A piece of bread, tuck it in your cheek For a rainy day Yeah, but you get rainy weeks You’re a busted wheel, babe But you never squeak So they pass you over every time they sweep But your signal fire is buried deep In the wicked woods that you like to keep So you throw your body upon the heap And the flames surround you from head to feet And it’s boiling over as the fire leaps You embrace a grove of surrounding trees And you feel it spreading like warm disease And we all turn toward you to face the heat Become the fire Become the fire Become the fire Become the fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
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01:17
9.
04:05
Wasn’t complicated Hadn’t sunken in yet Still had juice to squeeze out the nose If it dropped you’d pick it up Let it bleed don’t stitch it up Boys like you know how to be alone It’s a broken ritual Agitated habitually Bet you got the balls to disagree Separated Made out Hiding from the fade out Girls like you know how to wait and see Was it what it seems? Was it what it seems? In that wavy haze In that wavy haze Wonder what you see Wonder what you see In that hazy way In that hazy way If it broke don’t fix it up Lie down there and lick it up Haven’t got a problem with that Miss the stuff you did not need Attention headaches, nicotine Alcohol and some amphetamines Was it all the way it seemed How I wonder what you see In that wavy haze In that wavy haze Was it all the way it seems Now I wonder what you see In that hazy wave In that hazy wave They were crazy days, indeed Microwave a Hungry Man Brava, Sol and 50 cans Acne prone anxiety attacks But you see a light come shining From behind reminding you That kid is always on your back

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Critically acclaimed indie rock mainstays Born Ruffians return with their sixth studio album, JUICE, on Yep Roc Records. JUICE finds the band moving into a more confident and polished direction, bringing to mind 1970s songwriting prowess with layered, and mature production sensibilities. The album was produced by Graham Walsh, known for his work with Alvvays, !!! (Chk Chk Chk), and Holy Fuck.

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released April 3, 2020

2020, Born Ruffians Inc. under exclusive license to Yep Roc Records

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