The Self​-​Titled Album

by TENEMENT

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I CAN SEE THROUGH THE ENVELOPE THAT HOLDS THE TRUTH SIGNED IN GLUE; YOUR STICKY FINGERS SHOW THE PROOF YOU'RE THE ONE YOU'VE GOT EVERYONE TO LOVE YOU THEY PULL HER HAIR THEY TEAR THE WEAKEST LIMB FROM LIMB I'VE SEEN YOU THERE YOUR SATISFACTION CRACKS A GRIN YOU'RE THE ONE YOU'VE GOT EVERYONE TO LOVE YOU
2.
I think of all the things you are As you suck on the glowing end of a cigar I really mean to wish you well Down in the depths of your underworld hotel I trust you now, if you've got it all planned out Where did you go? Why don't we know? In your Underworld Hotel There's nothing left to sell That's worth what anyone would pay For something that they don't even understand And Satan's only Son Would give you love, if you reached out and touched its hand I want to know, if you've got it all planned out Where did you go? Why don't we know? In your Underworld Hotel There's nothing left to sell
3.
Witches in a Ritual Dancing 'round and 'round Whimsical, and cyclical Political Fountains flowing- problems of the people on the ground It's magical and tragical And miserable Why do we seem to: Run to the arms of the Brute Witches in a Ritual Never touch the ground They tip toe on their fairy dust And kick around The ones that seem to: Run to the arms of the Brute Now if you think it's safe, and you think you got it made Well there's a white collar rain check with your name in blood And there's too many graves, in the name of foul play And we'll be burying our sisters in the shallow mud And you can call it out: Witches in a Ritual Dancing 'round and 'round Whimsical, and cyclical Political Fountains flowing- problems of the people on the ground It's magical and tragical And miserable
4.
You got what you want from me I don't care now It doesn't matter anyhow Don't let go of what you need It's not a punching bag It's a hand to feed The Strangest Couple in Love I know you'd rather sleep alone Like your dreams are just debris Caught up in the ebb and flow You know I can't pretend to be A better man than I really am It's an old disease Everybody's got it now The Strangest Couple in Love It's no mystery how it goes And how it ends, everyone knows It bites hard And it dies slow Slow Slow Slow
5.
A slow drift on a stagnant day It's nature's finest serenade The whistle of two birds in love Ruffling their feathers at the Supper Club On Saturday she walks in the park And you can't say "I Love You" till it's after dark And no one ever bothered to give you a shove Now you're growing old in a Supper Club It's really something that you're What I imagined to be true The Roads of Home all lead to you Down the line, underneath the shade Jeffery Dahmer's drinking up his lemonade And up among the stars, he really feels the love In the land of the butchers and the Supper Clubs
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about

Written, engineered, and mixed in 4 days at Crutch of Memory - Appleton, Wisconsin - February 2015
Mastered by Jake Reid at The Ice Station - Baltimore, Maryland
Originally self released on cassette limited to 50 or 60 copies
Now available on vinyl from www.derangedrecords.com and forwardrecordsus.com

A CRUTCH OF MEMORY PRODUCTION, 2015
www.crutchofmemory.com

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released August 20, 2015

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