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Real Fun Funeral
05:55
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It was a real fun funeral, beautifully brutal
All the pews were full, standing room only
Mom held on to my arm, while we sand "In The Garden"
Momma, hold on
When I wake up from this wake I'll take a moment
to dry my eyes, go back to acting stoic
What's been given by every thing taken away?
It was a real fun funeral
It was a real fun funeral, tragically magical
Oh, the bar was full, standing room only
Me and my brother, playing pool
All the fools on stools immortal
"How are you? Me too."
When I wake up from this wake I'll take a moment
to dry my eyes, go back to acting stoic
What's been given by every thing taken away?
It was a real fun funeral
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I think you need to stop being sure
of how the world works now that you’re older
Isabelle (there is a hell)
Isabelle (there is a hell)
this water won’t make me purer
and it sure won’t make me any drunker
Isabelle (there is a hell)
Isabelle (there is a hell)
it’s not the ghost of you I’m talking to
but to the absence of seeing you
in the all the years since I did leave
all because I couldn’t believe
in a God above and happy home
I headed for the catacombs
where you said I did belong
and would rot forever knowing I was wrong
but there is a hell and I went there
in those bars where at picture I’d stare
of Isabelle (there is a hell)
Isabelle (there is a hell)
I’d see in those posts that you’ve moved on
got another husband whose faith is strong
Isabelle (there is a hell)
Isabelle (there is a hell)
I thought I’d fix myself for you
and my testimony I’d tell to
all the kids in that neighborhood
I wouldn’t change the world but I’d do some good
for I while it worked but I dropped the mask
they saw that I was slipping fast
I broke down to the man I’ve become
the man you said you could not love
and I know deep down you understand
that church was built upon quicksand
swallowing all that we give
when the search is what’s transformative
knowing you, I think you’ll break
one day in distance but it ain’t my place
and though it’s Christian to forgive
you won’t even when I stop livin’
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Wedding Porn
02:59
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These cufflinks were given to me on Valentine’s Day
Came in a box with a pen a card and candle bouquet
Given to me by a girl who lived in Boston’s Back Bay
Said in her card do you think that I can say that we’re in love?
Then I saw her wedding porn it really
It really broke my heart it was lying
It was lying on the floor in the back of
In the back of our closet
And I was packing up to leave her and to tell her
She’d really let me down.
And I saw her top ten choices of wedding gowns.
And even when I left her she said it would be okay
Said there was still the possibility I’d come back some day
So she sits in our old apartment and waits
Listens to the television tell her what it is to love.
Then I saw her wedding porn it really
It really broke my heart it was lying
It was lying on the floor in the back of
In the back of our closet
And I was packing up to leave her and to tell her
She’d really let me down.
And I saw her top ten choices of wedding gowns.
She was rich she was pretty she was in love
She was rich she was pretty she was in love
She was in love love love love love
She was in love love love love love with magazines
Then I saw her wedding porn it really
It really broke my heart it was lying
It was lying on the floor in the back of
In the back of our closet
And I was packing up to leave her and to tell her
She’d really let me down.
And I saw her top ten choices of wedding gowns
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a comet in a stumbling whirl tries to dust the sun
reaching the earth at end of the evening’s last run
I see three red birds in flight igniting the sky
not knowing about the frost that will be coming on tonight
don’t know why nothing ever really stays
the hope split open, I keep hearing the sound of that old dream
it’s easy to leave all that you don’t want to believe
no reason to cry if you can’t try and make the change
closer to me than I could ever admit
all the lies and greed I guess had to be part of it
hang it up and go, don’t keep hanging on so much
it’s too bad you know, all you did was never enough
we were all born to hurt and all born to keep fucking up
don’t know why nothing ever really stays
the hope split open, I keep hearing the sound of that old dream
it’s easy to leave all that you don’t want to believe
no reason to cry if you can’t try and make the change
we’re heading nowhere but now going forever
when the train flies off the tracks, at least we’ll be in wreck together
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The Cupholders Seattle, Washington
The Cupholders are the brand new Seattle supergroup team-up of Bart Cameron (The Foghorns), Casey Ruff (The Mayors of
Ballard) & Sam Russell (Doug Hood, The Harborrats).
Embracing their shared love of classic rock, outlaw country & vintage soul, The Cupholders play and record songs both riotous & tender.
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