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This whole world needs to figure it's shit out
With how long we've been around
We could probably do this better
People starve while other people drown
In the riches they have found
And we've done this forever
This whole world needs to figure it's shit out
can't see these bodies all around
through our partisan blinders
We'll burn this whole thing to the ground
With the weapons we have found
To keep things from each other
I've got no solutions for anyone but me
And I'll give them away for free
All of you need to clean up your act
And with enough to distract
All you do is rearrange
Thoughts and prayers or yelling in the streets
With your aligned beliefs
But nothing ever changes
I've got no solutions for anyone but me
And I'll give them away for free
I should really figure my shit out
Full of apathy, full of doubt
Too distracted to really care
I hope I'm the worst of all of us
Because better is a must
If I'm normal there is no future
I've got no solutions for anyone but me
And I'll give them away for free
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I've been scared of the rapture
As long as i can remember
When I'm all alone
And someone was just there
I never felt good enough
To belong an-y-where
I'm scared of the rapture
Or maybe what comes after
I hear the laughter
And talk of my failures
When I'm all alone
It's where my mind wanders
Doesn't matter if it's real
Always an im-po-ster
I hear the laughter
Even when it's not there
Existential fears
And lingering doubts
Color all my years
Make me forget about
How I belong
I don't fear the future
I don't fear an after
And I'm not alone
I've found a partner
I'm tuning out all the noise
And I be-long-right-here
I don't fear the future
I don't hear the laughter
Not scared of the rapture
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I ate a bucket of ice cream
Start to finish, I ate the whole thing
I had some chips and salsa
Just how I like it, a little spicy
On
There's a feeling in my belly that just won't go away
It's turning and churning and I just have to say
There's that tikka masala
What else is in here, looks like roast beef
A bowl of rice and red beans
I'll eat this cheddar just like it's candy
Oh no
There's a feeling in my belly that just won't go away
It's pushing my tush and burnin' down the gate
There's a feeling in my belly that just won't go away
It's turning and churning and I just have to say
It's time for me to leave
Solo
Maybe I could use some pepto
Some tums or maybe I'm too late
Gonna go shit my guts out
Make some room, there's food on that plate
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Solar Boners
04:14
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Windows closed with no intent to open
Hiding from the warmth of a summer's day
In our chosen seats watching television
Our eyes lock and then we say
Solar Boners
Solar Boners
Solar Boners
Solar Boners
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
Twenty odd years together will do this
Shorthand, sympatico, telepathy
I can see your thoughts as you manifest them
And you see all the way through me
Solar Boners
And we laughed and laughed and laughed
Solar Boners
Who knows what that means, you know we don't
Solar Boners
I've infected her with my idiotic brain or vice versa
Solar Boners
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
Solo
Solar Boners
And we laughed and laughed and laughed
Solar Boners
Who knows what that means, you know we don't
Solar Boners
I've infected her with my idiotic brain or vice versa
Solar Boners
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
This is love this is love this is love this is love this is love this is love
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Greetings from mount nebo
Above the land promised to Abraham
Made mistakes and I won't go
God himself will bury me with his hands
High above the desert
I see a cloud
Andt night, it's as bright
As the morning
These people were starving
You'd bail them out
Enough to sustain
To the morning
Greetings from mount nebo
Above the land promised to Abraham
Won't walk through the fields tomorrow
My time here is at its end
I did what you asked me
I have led them
Across desert and sea
Out of bondage
I have laid out your law
I killed their idols
Showed them your ways
Out of bondage
Greetings from mount nebo
Above the land promised to Abraham
I'm older and I don't know
What things separate god from man
It wasn't the murder
No taking of life
It's the striking of rocks
For some water
It's the grievance of pride
And impatience
And the thinking
That I could do better
Greetings from mount nebo
Above the land promised to Abraham
Made mistakes and I won't go
God himself will bury me with his hands
Greetings from mount nebo
Above the land promised to Abraham
I'm older and I don't know
What things separate god from man
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Gabe Schwartz Ohio
Witness the sight of a middle-aged man trying hard to not seem like he's trying hard and spiraling in shame because of it.
Drink in the self interest masquerading as self effacing in the midst of self serving self deprecation.
Gabe Schwartz is a nominal musician and songwriter. Possibly. He attempts these feats alone as testament to the great difficulty he has in interacting with others.
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