Advance Base Battery Life

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released March 19, 2009

Mastered by JJ Golden

Cover art by Courtney Stephens

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Track Name: Old Panda Days (w/ Nick Krgovich)
I‘ve dreamt of this haunt the ghosts of 1666 the hazy lecture halls Lund cathedral in wisps
the bells get carried aloft by the strong nordic wind
but don‘t remind me of how oft I got carried away with them
at uni we went insane when we took cocaine now I don‘t think I ever want to hear Genius of Love again
I‘ve been searching this town & all I have found
are nights of bad sex with stupid boyfriends
I shouldn‘t have kept in a stupid flat that I never swept
so taxi take me away the sullen students & corner cafes remind me of old Panda days give me old Panda days
Track Name: Lesley Gore on the T.A.M.I. Show (Version)
I finally wrote you the letter with all
the things i‘ve been wanting to say
but I was walking to your apartment
& the letter fell out of my pocket on the way seven pages on 16th street
I lost my words under tires & feet
& you‘ll probably never have a clue
coz I‘ll probably never say a thing to you
I‘ve been watching out the window of the bus every time it passes by just to see if you were outside smoking cigarettes & passing time
I think of things that I wanted to say when I ride by almost every day
but you‘ll probably never have a clue
coz I‘ll probably never say these things to you
Track Name: White Corolla
your little white car looks like a rental
& it‘s stalled at the Sav-On coz the starter‘s temperamental
call your boyfriend it goes to voice mail leave a message baby get me please
wait at the laundromat read a magazine
tear out the page with the picture of some shoes you get impatient go to a cafe
see a girl from your high school but you look away
you take your coffee black the way your mother would one packet Sweet‘N Low one packet sugar your boyfriend texts you he‘s sorry that he‘s late he didn‘t hear the ring he‘s on his way
you take your cough drops you call them hoarse pills but they won‘t help anything if you keep smoking go to a movie go to the rodeo
ride the train with the vagrants & watch the buildings fall away
Track Name: White on White
In my dream last night everything was so bright I could barely make you out through the light in my dream last night there was no sound to your sight & all your comforts were subtitled white on white
put a penny on a railroad track
for you to pick up on your way back how can it be that you are gone to stay
in my dream last night anything that you‘d write would unravel & lift like a mist out of sight
but in my dream last night I guess you seemed alright you weren‘t scared or anything
put a penny on a railroad track
for you to pick up on your way back how can it be that you are gone to stay
all the rain on the day that you died
I‘ve never seen the reservoir so high
I guess this is as close as it gets to goodbye
Track Name: Holly Hobby
dear Holly I apologize I‘ve been telling lies
& you‘ve gotten wise
oh Holly I never meant you harm
it‘s just romance & charm with somebody new
& I‘m sorry that you fell but you should have known just as well you‘re just a hobby Holly
poor Holly you were always true
& I don‘t blame you I would hate me too say Holly if you give it time then I‘m sure you‘ll find someone who still can be kind
& I‘m sorry that you fell but you should have known just as well you‘re just a hobby Holly & I‘m sorry that you fell but you should have known just as well you‘re just a hobby Holly Holly Hobby
Track Name: Lonesome New Mexico Nights
I sent the message when I left yesterday from the station back in Santa Fe
that when the 619 comes around
I‘ll be found
hey hey hey
I know that leaving seemed right
but on lonesome New Mexican nights i‘ve been lost on familiar streets
& counting the weeks
I never put a quarter into a phone
it would just give him a chance to say no but when the 619 comes around
I‘ll be found
Track Name: 7 The Only Way to Cry
A man goes to the movies
& buys every seat in the house
he watches the movie alone
& he cries alone in the darkness until the end credits roll
he says I know it seems extravagant but have you ever tried
man it‘s the only way to cry
Track Name: It's a Crime
written by Owen Ashworth (BMI)
you can‘t deny that cut flowers given time will surely die
but they‘ll do fine with candles
& some wine but it‘s a crime
yeah it‘s a crime that you‘re kissing on that girl for all to see
& it‘s a crime that she‘s going home with you & not with me
it‘s plain to see that boxes of candy will make her sigh
but confidentially they‘ll just rot her pretty teeth & it‘s a crime
yeah it‘s a crime that you‘re kissing on that girl for all to see
& it‘s a crime that she‘s going home with you & not with me
it has been proved that pups & kittens too will make her swoon
but it stands to reason that animals give fleas & it‘s a crime
yeah it‘s a crime that you‘re kissing on that girl for all to see
& it‘s a crime that she‘s going home with you & not with me
Track Name: Missoula
Took my cash took my library card
took the picture of you in the back yard when your hair was short I took it hard
doubled from the fists & the feet
slumped in the street without a quarter to ring tonight Missoula turned its back on me
Track Name: Sunday St
When it gets so dark
that I can‘t see out
I think about my brother
& how I cannot leave him
& I know I‘ll see this through
drove around all night
slept in the back seat
woke up lost and clouded
walked around and thought about it
it was Sunday & the street was empty the sound of ringing bells
pulled me back again
I don‘t want you to hear those bells ringing for me
the Sunday street