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Fizzbang

by Fizzbang

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1.
The Plan 03:11
I've decided that I'm well Aware of the cracks through which you and I just fell Tickle a fancy, getting me antsy, put up my skin for sale We don't belong here as far as I can tell, do we girl? My mother sends her kind regards She wishes the best but she couldn't guess that we'd go far Tossel and tease me, let me go easy, smoking a fat cigar The twitch in your mouth, your partying foul's on par What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along It wasn't supposed to be But I don't complain don't get me wrong Don't you love The sides of equations that we're on What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along Pour your pounds of pause and play You don't have to press cuz I'm in distress, you know what I'll say Letting it soothe and going down smooth like bottles of Tanqueray It's finishing cold when it doesn't go our way, do it girl? You're looking at me, I'm looking around It's giving you fits that I can just sit without a sound Yelling and screaming, killing your dreaming, put on your forceful frown Come on girl, why do you look so down? What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along It wasn't supposed to be But I don't complain don't get me wrong Don't you love The sides of equations that we're on What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along And I know, when you bite my lip like that You're putting words in my mouth to spit back That even best laid plans'll get beat So please tell me What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along It wasn't supposed to be But I don't complain don't get me wrong Don't you love The sides of equations that we're on What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along This wasn't the plan all along This wasn't the plan all along This wasn't the plan all along What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along It wasn't supposed to be But I don't complain don't get me wrong Don't you love The sides of equations that we're on What do you mean, wasn't this This wasn't the plan all along
2.
Fiend 03:26
Your face don't look so good in green Your eyes don't get to me from the screen Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know? Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone I know your heart sinks when your phone rings And your boy's looking half asleep Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know? Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone So this is how we all go Out in style baby Do you feel alone more Than you think you should lately And he's on his way soon And he's glad to know you care You could give him a call but He's on his way you swear Tell me not this week Some other time don't sound much better to me Baby gas ain't cheap But it's not that far and we're not as close as we used to be Your face don't look so good in green Your eyes don't get to me from the screen Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know? Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone I know your heart sinks when your phone rings And your boy's looking half asleep Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know? Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone So this is where the grass is Growing so much greener Have you seen the way he Have you seen the way he's seeing her? And he's begging for forgiveness He begs for a second chance You're shooting as his feet As you say dance, fucker, dance Tell me not this week Some other time don't sound much better to me Baby gas ain't cheap But it's not that far and we're not as close as we used to be Your face don't look so good in green Your eyes don't get to me from the screen Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know? Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone I know your heart sinks when your phone rings And your boy's looking half asleep Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know? Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone Don't let me catch you dear Don't let me say what you wanna hear Don't say what you wanna hear Don't let me catch him around Don't let me say we can work it out Don't say we can work it out We can work it out
3.
Tissue Box 04:12
Hawkeye chatterbox like You got something to say Black dress bound to impress When these beggars choose Hold tight fireflies like They’re leaking out the light But I shut up and get tough When I think of you And I’m down bound slow Don’t everybody go The porch to get torched and loud And these backbone stunts Don’t everybody front Getting fucked up and feeling proud Turn your phrase and get hazed Look who’s come to call When he heard things Ain’t what they used to be It’s a shame you can’t blame Yourself for this at all Ain’t those words that you heard Sing yourself to sleep Look who’s under whose thumb Ain’t everybody dumb Watch ‘em dress up so versatile Look who needs it bad Ain’t everybody sad Watch ‘em race to get personal Picks and locks Break in with your faked feelings Tissue Box Look how much you need healing Picks and locks Break in with your faked feelings Tissue Box Look how much you need healing Make your makeup run so You start a step ahead Dye your hair and lock stare At cracks in the floor Drink your juice to excuse What you should not have said But you don’t fret cuz you’ll get What you came for Cuz she’s made up her mind Ain’t everybody blind Watch ‘em lead each other round and round She’ll forget who’s left Ain’t everybody deaf She’ll get off on your lost and found Picks and locks Break in with your faked feelings Tissue Box Look how much you need healing Picks and locks Break in with your faked feelings Tissue Box Look how much you need healing Biodegradable cigarettes Tell all the chicks you take baby steps Eye drops in your front pocket Tissue box by your bedside Next to the condoms and spermicide Cowards can run but they can’t hide When all of your pills are placebos They’re poking their holes in your ethos You fake little fuck where’d your luck go Picks and locks Break in with your faked feelings Tissue Box Look how much you need healing Picks and locks Break in with your faked feelings Tissue Box Look how much you need healing Picks and locks Tissue box
4.
Laugh It Off 05:14
Don't we laugh it off so easily Don't we give in from time to time Don't we piss and moan in miser Don't it always seem to work out fine I was born to break your give and take tonight And wait a thousand years to hear you cry, by the by These boots in your open doors Are the scabs I'm waiting for Don't we live to die here anymore? Don't we Don't we spill our guts and dig our ruts deep? Don't you give me a heart attack Don't we double down and joke around? Don't you look so good in black I was born to break your give and take tonight And wait a thousand years to hear you cry, by the by These boots in your open doors Are the scabs I'm waiting for Don't we live to die here anymore? Burn me slowly Take your time to tear the ties that hold me We breathe so easily I hear you scoff when I laugh it off And you say you don't need me Don't we question our sick sanity Don't we let lines get blurred Don't we scream and yell and kiss and tell Don't we always choke on every word I was born to break your give and take tonight And wait a thousand years to hear you cry, by the by These boots in your open doors Are the scabs I'm waiting for Don't we live to die here anymore? Burn me slowly Take your time to tear the ties that hold me We breathe so easily I hear you scoff when I laugh it off And you say you don't need me Burn me slowly Take your time to tear the ties that hold me We breathe so easily I hear you scoff when I laugh it off And you say you don't need me
5.
Get In Line 04:00
It’s a belt without notches And all these failure to launches And now I'm falling unconscious There ain’t a bitch like hindsight Canines and coffee And knowing all of your hobbies Ask if I’m good I’m like probably Choke on tequila and limelight Teachers and preachers And blowjobs under the bleachers And don't keep count of the keepers But I heard opposites attract, right? Don’t bail on this fight Sick of chasing tail every night You know I’ll never say anything right Now another dude’s giving you eyes Like he restless Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway It’s the cannibal cannabis When I swear I can handle this Go consult with my analyst And I’ll have a better game plan Your dude’s making passes With Daniel Radcliff’s old glasses I slow the clock to molasses And watch him point with his drink hand Now he hawkin’ your phone While you two talk on your own All his hot oxygen blown Sit in the corner kicking tin cans Blow me off like you mean it Fucking dance to Queen like you need it Skip a broken record play undefeated Til its rinse lather repeated, repeated, repeated, repeated Fuck this Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway 2AM comes fast with karaoke but I’ll sing to the Killers And I’ll dance to Cher While your dude swoops in out nowhere I’ve been pounding all these drinks To lubricate whatever’s going on there And girl It’s not fucking fair You’ve got your heartbreak down and don’t care And girl It’s not fucking fine For you to let me waste all your goddamn time And I’ll still wait til the weekend To cut these bullshit ties I just wish you would text me back Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin’ fine, I’m up in Indy by the way Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time Goin fine, fuck it anyway
6.
Don't Joke 03:23
Staring at your shoes like they’re gold Your told, she’s into stuff that’s interesting Ashing on the basement floor You I swore, she laughed when she looked at me She knows she’d poke holes in Every story you or any one had ever told She dances, so slowly In the palm of your hand She’s looking at you like she kinda thinks you’re funny She’s dancing like you wish that you could be that free Askin’ what the hell you do for money She said, why would you laugh at me? I've seen you in the back of her car False start, the bumpin' tells a tale or two Can we get away from this place? Go race, to the floor of your bedroom She knows she’d poke holes in Your sheets and your words and your heartstrings She dances, no tunes on She ain't shit to you She’s looking at you like she kinda think you’re funny She’s smiles like you wish that you could be that free Askin’ you what the hell do you do for money She said, why would you laugh at me? She kills you with a glance You laugh incessantly Begging you to dance But you’ve got two left feet Ain’t it funny when She’s begging you to stay You’ve lost count of what you laugh and joke and drink and smoke away Baby don’t joke This hurts as I’m watching you both grow old I wish she'd have never seen your shoes of gold You were bugged from the start, I wish you’da known She’s looking at you like she don’t think you're funny Tired of this oh we’ll just wait and see Asking what the hell do you do for money She said, why would you laugh at Why would you laugh at Why you would you laugh at me?
7.
Six Words 04:15
Six words and I'm sure you're insecure And my bark is all you bite in spite Of everything you've heard and Deep V's and your ripped and tattered jeans Seem to fit too tight in spite Of everything you've seen And I know You say you've had enough, but have you had enough Try not to look so tough, you look so tough Six more and your wars are open sores And the apples of your eyes Are the flies that you adore and Spit game and it's all the fucking same Don't you look me in the eyes Don't you tell me it's a shame And I know You say you've had enough, but have you had enough Try not to look so tough Ooh, where you been With enemies like these Apologies don't make amends Ooh, when you coming around? I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow Break bread with the aching in your head Take your bombs, take long Take back everything you said and Concerned for the love you unlearned But the way you like to play Is another can of worms And I know You say you've had enough, but have you had enough Try not to look so tough Ooh, where you been With enemies like these Apologies don't make amends Ooh, when you coming around? I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow Six words never sounded so absurd Is it true you flew the coup I never pinned you as a bird and Six more and I'm quaking at the core and I'm begging you for One more And I know You say you've had enough but have you had enough Try not to look so tough, you look so tough You say you've had enough but have you had enough Try not to look so tough Ooh, where you been With enemies like these Apologies don't make amends Ooh, when you coming around? I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow Ooh, where you been With enemies like these Apologies don't make amends Ooh, when you coming around? I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow
8.
Spyglass 04:47
Ask me if I still write or just worry on paper My girl's the queen, she's the queen she's the queen God save her I'm not her king or anything, I'm just a jester Who sings out of key, out of key, out of key God rest her So go Fly south with the birds Cuz the winter bleeds you dry Or go Drive home on the words Boy you're always on my mind Cuz I've been watching through a spyglass Wondering how the world gets Smaller all the time And you've been listening at the keyhole Wondering what your parents Fight about at night Ain't I been such a great help Ain't I been so selfless So why can't she sleep, can't she sleep, can't she sleep God help us Mission control you lost me When we crash landed Now we're so far from home, far from home, far from home God damnit So go Fly south with the birds Cuz the winter bleeds you dry Or go Drive home on the words Boy you're always on my mind Cuz I've been watching through a spyglass Wondering how the world gets Smaller all the time And you've been listening at the keyhole Wondering what your parents Fight about at night And though This ground underfoot seemed solid Don't ask me why you're not wanted Every time I run for cover From the words that could kill I swear that she's still the queen She's the queen, she's the queen she's the queen And all that she needs is a reason to scream God love her Cuz I've been watching through a spyglass Wondering how the world gets Smaller all the time And you've been listening at the keyhole Wondering what your parents Fight about at night And though I've flown far away You're always on my mind
9.
Down here we only see trees Miles and miles of canopies We could burn it to the ground With these matches that I found I wouldn't catch birds with bees and call it serendipity I know I wouldn't catch you around here Unless you had nowhere else to go Down here we watch you get by With the smile you hide behind It's not my fault I shoulda seen it coming is all I miss looking in your eyes and knowing I am safe at home I miss the the time that I spent Not wishing that I was alone Sooner or later we've all said enough When we're not angry, now Sooner the better for every one here You keep saying save me Maybe now Sticks and stones and All the bones you hate To break Purse your lips And clench your fist It's all ok Lock-jawed in awe I saw you break your fall Don't stop to call my draw I waited all night Sitting here in your sights Shoot when you see the whites of my eyes Down here we don't tend to sleep We shoot dice and play for keeps And all this time I'm been looking for an old friend of mine I saw him break on the roof For unwanted truth again I saw him wake up in the morning Masked and ready to play pretend Sooner or later we've all said enough When we're not angry, now Sooner the better for every one here You keep saying save me Maybe now Sticks and stones and All the bones you hate To break Purse your lips And clench your fist It's all ok Lock-jawed in awe I saw you break your fall Don't stop to call my draw I waited all night Sitting here in your sights Never gonna leave, You're never gonna be alright Go fly on your kites Cut holes in your candle light You were gonna be a racer Gonna talk on the wind Now you're all alone In the cage that we've been waiting in Down here down here we wait for Your sticks and stones to call your name Off and on, it's all the same Relating and fading away Never gonna leave, You're never gonna be alright Go fly on your kites Cut holes in your candle light You were gonna be a racer Gonna talk on the wind Now you're all alone In the cage that we've been waiting in
10.
Something filling up to weigh your baby down I’ll pile up your stuff and hope you come around but you don’t Something’s gotta go Something strikes a chord to make you sober up Someone’s getting bored but lately nothings sticks but glue But something better soon Baby’s looking gray but I’m feeling black Pulling teeth and pushing, buddy pick your slack Turn off all the lights and watch your baby shake Something’s gotta break something’s gotta break Something’s gotta break Watch the pretty crash and tell me what’s in fashion Steer into your lane and tell me bout the flashing lights Something’s not all right Come and drive me home, I need you but I don’t When everything is fine but no one’s on your side when you’re sick Something’s gotta click Give me what you got I need your money and time I’m running out of both and now I’m toeing the line Come and help me quick the ticking tock don’t it hurt Something’s gotta work something’s gotta work Something’s gotta work You can be my dreamer, sleep on And hibernate until the winter’s gone You can be my buddy, old boy Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid You can be my dreamer, sleep on And hibernate until the winter’s gone You can be my buddy, old boy Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid All the posting cards and sneaking snide remarks They make your beating heart race fast but now it’s starting to slow There’s something I don’t know Shake me if I doze and pinch me when I dream Tell me how it goes and not how it seems to be Can’t you be straight with me? I’m ringing off the hook and they won’t leave me alone I’m hanging by a thread or by the cord of my phone Dates and numbers, undercover gospel I live Something’s gotta give something’s gotta give Something’s gotta give You can be my dreamer, sleep on And hibernate until the winter’s gone You can be my buddy, old boy Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid You can be my dreamer, sleep on And hibernate until the winter’s gone You can be my buddy, old boy Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid
11.
Raincheck 06:09
Sometimes I sink Like a stone into the drink This fountain of youth and truth And everything in between Sometimes I float Don'tcha look good in my coat Sometimes I dream and wake up Only when you go Is it cool to bet On wide-cast nets Should you need to read The lines between the text Up to much tonight? Do you wanna spend it right? She said let's raincheck, alright Someday I'll find The reason in your rhyme Whenever lasts forever but it Never plays in time Someday I'll leak Like the faucet in your sink Someday I'll dream and wake up Only when you speak Baby shout about How maybe two's a crowd I'm a wreck parsecs Away from getting down Up to much tonight? Do you wanna spend it right? She said let's raincheck, alright I'm hanging by the thread of your top Your head spun pendulum I'm dizzy til you make it stop Your mind race head case Are you looking for an ally Or another brother passing by? Are you looking for an alibi To raincheck tonight? I'm only ever out to find The space between You and me and feeling at home Somewhere there's peace Of mind with no caprice But it's mad far from this dive bar And it ain't for rent or lease Somewhere I lose My marbles and loose screws Somewhere I dream and wake up Only next to you Is it wrong so long As I feel like I belong To your mess, so rest Your head on my beating chest Up to much tonight? Do you wanna spend it right? She said let's raincheck, alright I'm hanging by the thread of your top Your head spun pendulum I'm dizzy til you make it stop Your mind race head case Are you looking for an ally Or another brother passing by? Are you looking for an alibi To raincheck tonight? I'm only ever out to find The space between You and me and feeling at home Some nights I fly Never reach your smoke cloud nine These wings of wax and social tact Melt under lazy eyes I still sow what I reap And pray my soul to keep Some nights I wish my dreams Would fuck off and let me sleep I'm hanging by the thread of your top Your head spun pendulum I'm dizzy til you make it stop Your mind race head case Are you looking for an ally Or another brother passing by? Are you looking for an alibi To raincheck tonight? I'm only ever out to find The space between You and me and feeling at home Are you looking for an ally Or another brother passing by? Are you looking for an alibi To raincheck tonight? I'm only ever out to find The space between You and me and feeling at home

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released July 24, 2017

Gerald Leonard-Vocals, Guitar
Micky Leonard-Vocals, Bass
Caleb Kinsey-Drums
Jordan Siden-Guitar (Track 5)
Keaton Butler-Cello (Track 8)
Avery Reidy-Guitar (Track 10)
Isaac Fink-Bass (Track 10)
Michael Steinbrenner-Vocals (Track 10)

All songs written by Fizzbang
Recording, Mixing, and Mastering by Gerald Leonard

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Fizzbang Hamtramck, Michigan

Born, like so many others, in the basements of Bloomington this young band is the bastard spawn of a some beautiful bastard dawn. It's like if the Arctic Monkeys were to have an affair with the Foo Fighters and then as if that child were to somehow meet Biffy Clyro and The Strokes and have a three way with them?!! The unruly lab rat consequences of that bang were ultimate and deciding. ... more

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