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Doped Runner Verse

by Them Airs

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1.
Arc Flash 04:06
Where's your contract? Less invited Like flies on the wall Feigning illness Light Prosecco A headset for all Why don't you take it easy? I think about you all of the time Waxing and waning The emeralds complaining The wetlands are burning Three acres in nine New hands, vision plans See in the round Live in the round I’ll never see it fall apart You know I won’t comply with the living The world looks rad in my headset In here my hands are free of misgivings that they light off A hint of walnut And sandalwood too A full-bodied wine A pleasant tasting You spend your day in A digital mine Why don't you take it easy? I wake up outside all of the time Tossing and turning The emeralds are burning Be glad you're interning For an e-commerce man New hands, vision plans See in the round Live in the round I’ll never see it fall apart You know I won’t comply with the living The world looks rad in my headset In here my hands are free of misgivings that they light off It's just a paper tiger Paper tiger that they light off Or the amber waves of grain It's just a paper tiger Paper tiger that they light off Or the am You walk in and She wears a headset In tune with the wild (Lets it run, then he's done) Wading swiftly Through the shallows Sand stuck to her thighs (Lets it run, then he's done) Passing slowly Through the shadow Cast through the line (Lets it run, then he's done) Say it quickly Don't you falter 'Cuz you're out of time (Lets it run, then he's done)
2.
You can't step into Into this room You can't come in here It's always you You're not invited Away from this house The fear of the lockjaw Is keeping you out The seventh sea Enough water for your king size cup of bedtime tea You are living in a train Surrounded by pregnant bird-planes Out go the lights Compress the blinds and stare at your abode The needles are in the wall You laugh at them until they fall Down Saint Nick is an eldritch horror beyond the lengths of space and time What does he do when he dies? When his lights go out? Waste him And it's done Wallow in self-serving doubt And you feel That you are on your way out And it's not around Patience is serving you well Unless You see You're overtaken by a swell Indeed Oh well Greet the small man on the ground Ask him what he's here for Rest Repose Last boat Waco Sank Weighed down
3.
He went down to the water one day with a pail full of rocks (Those kids these days never obey their mothers) I infer that he intended to use them to build something quite large (Oh!) He did it all despite a few nasty falls and an encounter with a rattlesnake (May God protect him) He chalked up his hands like Banksy, but more of a climber and less of a graffiti artist (Who?) A spoonful of Dip Top between his lips (Northerners) He looked like the fat American granola seller (Northerners) Rollin’ down the bale of hay that killed Mike Edwards (Northerners) He began to proceed slowly towards the wall I didn’t actually think he would do it What will he do? He scaled the wall in five seconds or less (Get down from there)
4.
Banker 04:56
You’re always keeping little secrets inside the well You’re on the train tracks running through the garden you’ve let grow to hell And all the sweatpants we give out They're hardly north and hardly south From somewhere deep in your sacred mouth I know your reputation as the human war crime You’ve got a ninth class ticket to great white shark and you’re last in line And all the quakers in the dell They’ll never recognize the kid That they used to know so well And all I can tell you is Crack the code, Big Bank Man It’s hardly justified To kindly be older man Don’t need to wonder why Just know the code word, Bank Man Into the lanes of brine You know the code word These preparations can’t be made in time Heard in the evening the coordinator’s stopping by And then come breakfast, you’ll have to spit your rhymes You’re always keeping little secrets inside the well You’re on the train tracks running through the garden you’ve let grow to hell And all I can tell you is Crack the code, Big Bank Man It’s hardly justified To kindly be older man Don’t need to wonder why Just know the code word, Bank Man Into the lanes of brine You know the code word
5.
I said it right On a cold Long Island night
 I said it right
 Not a goddamn hog in sight Never thought I didn’t say what I’m thinkin' said Didn’t sayin’ what I’m thinkin' are to butter bread Haven’t thought about a lotta since thought I said Thinkin' thoughtin' better stinkin' where I’m sittin' dead Hunting, fishing, so exciting Fat, big mouthed bass Bright Kentucky sunshine shining Skybox, I’m not Down here in Barlsharg, Tennessee I don’t even know how to far down the way to trucker stop I-90 East 495 sixteen highways interchange trucker stop cattle prod strewn everywhere 49 5 stops to Omaha found a crop circle in my sleeper cab 49 65 in my barnyard rote lizard crawling everywhere goddamn infestation Break my legs on tractor sunset Tasty lake trout Exit 15, sound the trumpet Pet In conclusion I think that I might be falling out Therefore I’ll conclude that nothing is right Lastly maybe I might be a little bit too trite For this reason it’s clear that I’m hiding in plain sight How does the truckerman get it there in time? It must take lots of fries Gumption and gasoline You could be like him if you could only try Why can't you try?
6.
Jegs 01:29
:-)
7.
Shinbuster 03:07
Heat on Till you walk around inside me Leviticus 10:14 Polystyrene Oh well it started out With a whole damn cow They'll never talk to me if they're alive They'll never talk to me if they're alive And if the tables turn And if they get the urn You'll never talk to them from the inside You'll never talk to them from the inside You're seeking definition You can't control yourself Not on your best behavior You're always screaming at the Polish waiter (How 'bout out here?) Letting you go down You are a detriment Forget to wash your hands Speak with a teeth infection Bet you don't wash your teeth All my friends hate you When you help me out you help yourself And when you help the strings are too tight And when you help me out you help yourself And when you help you walk in two lines Bring the blight An odd looking guy To anesthetize While women hold up half of the sky I committed a crime Intent was a lie Until you see above the sphere Records were kept all the time That you went inside Inside of the four trees a light You're looking well You become complacent Shinbuster can be found in hell
8.
Ostrich Walk 06:29
She dreams light green But she likes Creed Mako trapper Blue ocean recedes Out from under me Wading through the deep High velocity Any closer I can see summer tide In the warm bromide With both eyes Winter sleep Thinner sheets The philosophy breaks Or what will? Armonk, Rye Brook Endless Port Chester drive Hoedown, throwdown Give me my crown and my wife I could see you walking through a Hot spring inside Like the elders imply Like a mold-stained leather couch inside a Cold vacant lot that's been turned on its side

about

This album is dedicated to Vern Rumsey and every strange/amazing character we have met on our Them Airs Travels, including but not limited to:

- Patti Broad Williams, Alison Nork and Michele Cohen
- Nate and his brooding Residents-loving bandmate
- Middle-aged Jersey heroin punk in the front row of Boontunes
- Enthusiastic positive vibes yerba mate Braedon
- Unintelligible Boston man from the overpass
- Strange 60+ hippie from Open Studios with a literal garbage art exhibit who improvised songs about his youth and LeBron James on Evan's Casio unprompted
- Ultrafan 5000 Vomen
- 1 Trait Danger and their Neverending Death Rave
- Blackout drunk New Haven man with no buttons left on his shirt and a fresh Domino's pizza in hand at 1am in the dead of winter (no contact info in phone or brain, left him in a Walgreens. hope to see you again one day if you have literally any memory of us)
- Pushkin Jr. and his Russian poetry opening set
- Fake Jucci, Crew Dollins and Mosh Jerkin
- Man who said we sounded like Tears for Fears
- Man who said we sounded like Rush
- Kind elderly Mainer
- Carl Alphonso Defensor Evangelista
- Connor on Electronics
- Cancer Cult
- Stalker (hopefully innocuous)
- Bomb threat man

we love all of you amy klobuchar 2020

credits

released November 20, 2020

Recorded at Test Area Bethany from July to October 2020

Cade - Guitar, vocals, electronics, banjo, drums, synth, piano, double bass, mixmaster, polyrhythms
Evan - Drums, vocals, Casios, guitar, synth, bass, banjo, tapes, accordion, piano, sampler, double bass
Adam - Bass, accordion, passionate cries, keyboards, water, specialty percussion, horn of truth
Ana Ng - Vocals
Hayden - Guitar, blues
Henry - Atari 2600

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