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This Here Peninsula​.​.​.

by Vaginasore jr

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1.
Baldilocks 01:44
This here peninsula will eventually become an island and then get swallowed by the sea. And those on the mainland gotta know that pretty soon, that unassuming sea is gonna swallow them up too. There's no denying it, quit crying over it, bow out gracefully as can be and let it run its course. Cause growing old is mandatory, growing up is not. Do you remember when the natives ran free? Took them for granted, yeah, we treated them like dogs. Knew they'd always return. Then everything went gray, it was so long ago. Just let it run its course. Cause growing old is mandatory, growing up is not.
2.
I opened up my eyes and let reality rear it's ugly head. Shoulda stayed in bed but instead, I walked into the room, wired and whiskered, like no one else existed. Just me and the devil in my ear. Belly to the bar, ordered us a beer. "What the hell are you doing here?" said the angel in the other, but I chose not to hear. I've taken leave of my senses, left the world behind without thought for consequences. Live for here and now, I got myself believin it, somehow. Tonight's not so far away from tomorrow. No time for happiness and less time for sorrow. So you're down, down on your luck these days, feelin' beaten. Wakin up every morning feeling like you've been cheated. Goin to bed at night, starin at the ceilin, freakin. It can be a beautiful life if you don't weaken. So let's take leave of our senses, leave the world behind. Forget the consequences. Live for here and now, we gotta make it work right now. Tonight's not so far away from tomorrow. Still time for happiness, and less time for sorrow.
3.
When I look you in the eyes, I can tell that you think I'm crazy and I'm a needy, annoying jerk but deep down there's more. Cause when I look you in the eyes, just know that I'm counting on you. You're my best friend, even though I know I'm probably not yours. In the beginning I remember how we'd spend a lot of time together. I remember waiting, just staring at the door. In the beginning you remember how excited you'd be to see me? You're my best friend, even though I know I'm probably not yours. Sometimes I pull some shit that makes me less than proud. Instincts kinda take over when you're not around. But with my tail between my legs, I'll try and do better if you promise to keep me around. I'd of never thought I'd drop so low on your list of priorities. My wants and needs and what's important to me, have now been reduced to chores. Did you ever think it'd end up like this when we first came through the door? You're my best friend, even though I know I'm probably not yours. Sometimes I pull some shit that makes me less than proud. My lipstick kinda takes over when you're not around. But with my tail between my legs, I'll try and do better If you promise to keep me around.
4.
I don't even have to see your face to know how stupid you are. I can see it plastered all over the bumper of the soapbox you call your car. You got it out there for everyone to see. Barking-no action dog, pullin out in front of me. So opinionated at 60 miles per hour. You got a duel-ley with a diesel and a number showing your nascar allegiance and a 3 foot step ladder to get up to the door. Calvin's pissin on a truck that's not like your's, cause if they're not like you, they must be less than you. Sometimes you ask yourself, what the fuck would jesus do? So self-inflated at 60 miles an hour. Heritage not hate, that's one hell of a stand. Dropped out at 12 yrs old and home schooled by the klan. There's no disguising that just like you, your kid's a fuckin dunce, and there's no way in hell you'll ever get me to believe your kid was honor student of the month. No fuckin way.
5.
Air goes in and air goes out and blood goes round and round and the weight of the world keeps increasing until they bury you in the ground. They've polished up their halo's, and they're protecting me from me. The media throws out a bone, and the masses, they retrieve. It's no wonder I'm bored, It's no wonder you're bored, It's no wonder that we're all fucking bored, all these self righteous assholes have taken over the world. I'm not happy with the driver that's still drivin the bus, I'm not happy with the people who put him in charge of us. From a stranger to good friend, to an acquaintance in the end. We never saw eye to eye, that's why I'm livin' outside your lie, and if you're happy to believe, well, then they're happy to deceive, and if you're gonna stay, well, then I think I'm gonna leave. It's no wonder I'm bored, It's no wonder you're bored, It's no wonder that we're all fucking bored. All these Psalms quoting motherfuckers have taken over the world. So heavenly minded and so full of their own self worth, so judgemental in your bastardized name, that they're no good here on earth. I try not to care, but they don't seem to be going anywhere.
6.
It's hard to be inspired, after seeing what's become of you. Someone I admired, someone I could count on to brighten up the darkest days, make everything seem ok. But the brightness of the good ole days is gone, it's faded away. Always playing catchup with the past right on your tail and if you over run the pace you won't be the only one to fail. Crying in your beer all night, then sleeping away your days. Chase away the things you love, end up with whatever or whoever stays. While you tried to meet my eyes, I was staring at your feet. You had your fingers crossed for luck. I had mine crossed to deceive. Maybe I'm just tired and my point's not getting through. Maybe i'm a liar, but at least half of what I say is true. A lectureless apology and this argument could be through. But here we are lamenting the death of that particular point of view. Believe what you want to believe.
7.
I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all. It stretches on forever, like an ocean of time. For me it was lying on my back at boy scout camp, watching falling stars, and yellow leaves from the maple trees that lined my street. Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird. And Janie... and Janie... and Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst, and then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it. Then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry, you will someday.
8.
She'll feed the world, she'll save the planet for the kids, she'll destroy evil, if she could only figure out just what that is. She's invisible and out of her mind with stones to throw, bones to pick, hearts to break, souls to bleed. She's gettin pissed, she's the drunk therapist, and if you're in the sights of those crazy crossed-eyes, you better hope she's raising a toast and not her fist. She's the drunk therapist. Are you blowing it out of proportion? Am I taking it too lightly? Do you really have a point you're trying to get across, or are you doing this just to fight with me? There's a knock knock on the door, but I'll sit contemplating right here on the floor. You say 'yer bein a child', I say 'yer being an adult', and now we have a tie score...She's gettin pissed, She's the drunk therapist.
9.
This is a rebuttal to one Jeff Brawer. After all these years, so sad to see you're still sour 'cause we were just kids, we were just kids. And winning causes arrogance, and winning's what we did. 20 years removed and still you're reprimanding. Take a walk in my cleats. Try to be more understanding 'cause we were just kids, we were just kids. And losing breeds resentment, and losing's what you did.
10.
Livin' Life 01:48
Hold me like a mother would, like I always knew somebody should. Though tomorrow, don't look that good. Well, it just goes to show some people say we're an unlikely couple, I'm seeing double of you. Oh, this is life and everything's all right. Living living living living living living living living life. Oh, there's hope for the hopeless. I'm learning to cope with the emotionless mediocrity, woah, of day to day living . And I can't help being restless when everything seems so tasteless and all of the colors have faded away. Oh, this is life and everything's all right. Living living living living living living living living life. Hold me like a mother would, like I always knew somebody should, but tomorrow don't look that good. Though it just goes to show some people say we're an unlikely couple, Doris Day and Mott the Hoople.
11.
Girlpants 02:47
I paid the cashier for the beer and left the store. I paid the doorman 3 dollars at the door. I stood there blown away by the raw energy and crowd intensity, and I knew just what they need: They need corporate standardization. They need instant gratification. They need girl pants, pretty hair, and makeup to look pale and a souless businessman to make the sale. I paid my 20 bucks plus ticketmaster fees. I paid the merch guy 15 bucks for a CD. I stood in disbelief at the lack of energy and choreography, and I knew just what they need: They need to be dropped for unmet expectations. To break up from mounting debt frustration. Those fashion makeovers are starting to look stale. The souless businessman failed. And if this sounds like jealousy, it's cause there's no room on MTV for a fat ass like me. If you think this song's about you, I bet you're probably right. It's about why you play the music, and where you set your sights. Won't buy the new shit, cause it just feeds the machine. I pay for broadband so I'll download it for free. Been livin under this cloud of hypocrisy, so come see me after the show and I'll give you a CD. I need good honest art, not packaged entertainment. Music from within, not played for the attainment of money, and stardom, and the excess of fame. But if I was in their place, I'd probably do the same.
12.
He was angry and the resistance of the opposition got to be too much. He was scared and the persistence of the others tryin to take away his crutch had him so backed up in a world so far from home, feeling so alone. So far away from a better yesterday, just hoping for a better tomorrow. Every cloud has a silver lining, but every dog is capable of biting. Pick the hill that you're willing to die on, only do those crimes you're willing to fry on. He was bad ass back in his younger days, when he always used to say "fuck anyone that says that crime doesn't pay, cause it's obvious it pays". He had bigtime dreams of a Costa Rican home, where he'd never be alone. So far away from those better yesterdays, just hoping for a better tomorrow. Every cloud has a silver lining, but every dog is capable of biting. Make the bed you'll eventually lie on and only do those crimes you're willing to fry on. An old woman from South Bend said "by the time you're 63, you got no use for friends just wait and see...friends are for kids. All I really need is love in my family, that's all that I need".

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released November 15, 2009

Recorded and mixed by Rob McGregor. Physically released on ADD Records.

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