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The Deli Of Life

by The Hanslick Rebellion

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1.
Caught 04:00
You left the lights on You left the car in park And if you hurry You could be back by dark Yeah, Two, she's beautiful Three dotes on you Maybe Four's just physical But One waits at home She's got receipts and your phone Well she's always been smarter than you Check the mirror Make sure your collar's straight No trace of lipstick Oh hurry, you'll be late One: she knows Why you stay out late She smells 'em on your clothes Drive slow, 'cause when you get back She'll ask you why you do what you do It's a pittance to play Now baby won't play it anyway They're gonna come to you What will you say?
2.
Swelled to twice its size Greedy bloodshot eyes Suck the velvet marrow dry Make my heart stop Tease the beast 'Til it broke its leash Now I'm trying hard to make my heart stop Pumping your name Through my burning veins Where it will remain until you make my heart stop Firing off rounds You can take me down If that's what you gotta do to make my heart stop Thrashing and throbbing Like a lynching mob Like an old, blind god Please don't waste your time Please do not be kind Please don't smile at Mr. Hyde Make my heart stop Tease the beast 'Til it broke its leash Now I'm trying hard to make my heart stop Pumping your name Through my burning veins Where it will remain until you make my heart stop Firing off rounds You can take me down If that's what you gotta do to make my heart stop Thrashing and throbbing Like a lynching mob Like an old, blind god Love is now a crime
3.
There he is Hey buddy How was your weekend? Yeah, mine was too short. Hey, did you catch the ballgame? Hot enough for ya? Must be that global warming. So, banker's hours, huh? Are you working hard Or hardly working? Working hard Or hardly working? Working hard Or hardly working? Jesus fuckin Christ, fuck off You are boring the shit out of me Take it to the next cube Take it to the next job I don't care I don't care Take it anywhere Just get out of here There he is Hey, listen to what me and my buddies did. Check out this drawing that my kid did. You'll never guess what my dog did. So, banker's hours, huh? Holiday Just got back from my holiday 'Cause I know you give a shit about my holiday Brought all my photos in. Here's the kids on the Tilt-A-Whirl Here's the kids with Mickey Mouse Here's the kids by the swimming pool Here's the kids at grandma's house Here's the kids in the back of the car Here's the kids with the - Jesus fuckin Christ, fuck off You are boring the shit out of me Take it to the next cube Take it to the next job I don't care I don't care Take it anywhere Just get out of here Are you working hard Or hardly working? Working hard Or hardly working? Working hard Or hardly working?
4.
Photograph 03:29
Remember that day We wuz laughing at something At something I said It's cold out for May At the end we said nothing Ain't nothing to say Yeah I know I know you had to go You had to go Well I got this photograph It says we were in love Funny how the time that passed Don't seem so long to me So here's how we'll stay: The good time at 3 x 5 While the bad Fade away I framed you today You smiled through the glass at me I love it when you smile at me You smile at me Well I got this photograph It says we were in love Funny how the time that passed Don't seem so long to me I I still smell you On my pillow Late at night And I Built up graveyards Filled with ashes Of that life Well I got this photograph It says we were in love Funny how the time that passed Don't seem so long to me
5.
Pop 03:55
You sold me out You sold me out You sold me out for a promise from a little man With a carrot on a stick And your dick in his hand You sold me out You sold me out You let a bunch of little kids without a blessed clue Barely old enough for braces Be the boss of you You sold me out You sold me out Just like Metallica, Nirvana, Rage and Aerosmith And a thousand other bands That couldn't keep our faith Now You sulk in the corner Where they backed you up In a vulgar display of power pop goes your dignity There goes your dignity And you can't bite back 'Cause your teeth are rotten From a mouth all full of sugar pop goes your dignity - Your fuckin dignity! You sold me out You sold me out Must have been easy to convince yourself that we were through Once you realized You couldn't make me sell out too You sold me out You sold me out You sold me out for a pittance, and away you went Let's see how long those 30 silver pieces cover your rent Now You sulk in the corner Where they backed you up In a vulgar display of power pop goes your dignity There goes your dignity And you can't bite back 'Cause your teeth are rotten From a mouth all full of sugar pop goes your dignity - Your fuckin dignity! (You sold me out) Blood in a bead on the tips of our fingers (You sold me out) Mix until we are brothers (You sold me out) Now we're in this together (You sold me out) Can't take it back, ever (You sold me out) Blood in my throat, on my tongue, on my fingers (You sold me out) Sop it up and collect it (You sold me out) Let 'em bottle and sell it (You sold me out) Now you're listening to it, yeah As you stare from the corner Where they backed you up In a vulgar display of power pop goes your dignity There goes your dignity And you can't bite back 'Cause your teeth are rotten From a mouth all full of sugar pop goes your dignity - Your fuckin dignity! Twenty years' sweat and tears, Working up your chops But your guitar's just a prop for the kiddie pop goes your dignity There goes your dignity Spitting blame from the corner Where they backed you up Is it lonely at the top of the pop goes your dignity - Your fuckin dignity! You sold me out You sold me out Such a waste of time and effort Such a waste of love You're the biggest disappointment In a lifetime of.
6.
Sentiment and flowers Won't save When the warmth that was your pride turns into rage And when you get your mind out It won't take you home And coming on a fire won't keep me warm You know that's not true 'Cause she promised She wouldn't leave I bought myself a suit that day And a pair of high-heeled shoes to change my gait I could waste my time with people passing through They won't rid me of the bitter taste of you She promised She wouldn't leave I tried to write down all the reasons why I won't commit myself to burning when I die There was nothing I came up with That sounded true But the off chance that an ash runs into you.

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"Re-forming after a ten-year break, these Albany, New York power poppers drop the year's most undeniable riff ('You Are Boring The Shit Out Of Me') and the video is office-nerd genius." - SPIN

"The Hanslick Rebellion were perhaps the most formidable and ferocious band to ever emerge from Albany, a monstrous consortium of fine players, singers, rockers, writers and performers who made the rare leap from campus (in their case, UAlbany) talent shows to success in the regional club scene. The world was a better place because they rocked some stages as hard as stages can be rocked... Such a great band. Pity we let them escape from Albany. We suck." - J. Eric Smith, The Albany Times Union

"Another New York outfit with Kramer's fingerprints on it (he mastered this disc)... these guys cycle through an astonishing amount of material in six songs." - Jon Worley, Aiding & Abetting

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released May 8, 2007

© 2007 The Hanslick Rebellion

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