February 2​.​0

by barry marino

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written/recorded for the RPM Challenge
Brooklyn and Boston - February 2013

credits

released 07 March 2013
Barry Marino: music/lyrics
Anastasia Traitses: engineering consultant

Track 7:
Stavroula Traitses: vocals
Anastasia Traitses: vocals, lyrics + translation

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Track Name: I'm On A Tear
stare at the walls and I try not to feel it...
just do my thing
someone comes along
and I find how to beat it: in human skin

I know I dont give off what I appear
let out the smoke and ghosts, I'm on a tear

a call out to pawns
and the ones that I deem fit to do my thing
that follow to harm and confine in allegiance,
now do it again

I know I dont give off what I appear
let out the smoke and ghosts, I'm on a tear
the end has come, its hard to make amends
Track Name: Level Planes
it's there that lies a light beam
a part that you make up out there
right in front of me
and starts with a touch

it's there that lies a light beam
it starts with a touch
Track Name: Just Because You Can
the moment was ill designed
a reason to stall some time
if you think I'm next up in line, you're wrong
hoping it'd not be found
and I'd ease up and come around
I laugh when you fall down
the goal is not the same anymore... oh, no

noting that compromise
has evened across the sky
I just wanted you to mind
omens that multiply
and depart both you and I
asleep with an open eye
oh no.. they built a special grave for us
Track Name: Doesn't Mean You Should
in one step I took it down
and went around berating you

the last stop I went around (a little proud)
and blew up all over you
Track Name: We're Not Going To Guam
one missed alarm and the job was his
and so I watched the bird on the tv swim
got picked up for some new work
and flew my way right into the storm

you know those nuts that think the moon landing was faked?
well, this is like that.. only real

the hell kind of pilot do you think I am?
I put her down, safe and sound, right over there
saw a cow when my head wasnt so clear
now lets get the hell out of here

half the stuff he says goes way over my head
the other half goes way, way over
before we go down there's another suggestion
with nothing but water in every direction

ooooh, water!

we're not going to Guam, are we?
cause I'm not dressed for the 70's

as long as the dead guy says there's a reason
I guess everything's gonna be just peachy, yeah
the island still got me in the end, didnt it?
we're heading down closed runways
and finally out of here
Track Name: Slim Pickings
I walk down the street for my groceries
and I end up in here.. in this misery

big city living takes working hand in hand
but the girls at C-Town don't give a damn

I dont see what I need
but the fruit and meat are priced cheap

big city living means taking what you can get
and all these managers ain't managing a bit
so the girls at C-Town don't give a shit

I could go elsewhere, like TJoes at Court St.
but that' d mean taking the train (which I really hate)
so it's on to the cashiers at C-Town today
Track Name: The Subway Ninjas
akouse, einai noris k'oli eimaste
kourazmeni kai theloume na gurisoume sindoma spiti mas
xeni, vrethikame mazi edo sto
ipogeio sithirothromo enas malakas thinatos apo' tho

mas perni o ipnos kai, elpizoume na xipnisoume alou
ala vrethikame xeni edo mazi mia hara

mirodia, san ena galoni xino gala
tha eina aftos, o, axiristos, o ilithios diplinos
den me xeries, den se xero, den xero an thelo na se xero

mas perni o ipnos kai, elpizoume na xipnisoume alou
ala vrethikame xeni edo mazi mia hara

enas malakas thinatos

den me xeries, den se xero, den xero an thelo na se xero

mas perni o ipnos kai, elpizoume na xipnisoume alou
ala vrethikame xeni edo mazi mia hara

translation:

listen, it's early and we're all tired
and we want to return to our homes
strangers, we've found ourselves here at the underground subway
with this loud asshole over here

we're drifting off and hoping to wake up somewhere else
but strangers, we've found ourselves here just fine

aroma, like a gallon of spoiled milk
it must be this unshaven imbicile next to me
you don't know me, I don't know you
I don't know if I want to know you

we're drifting off and hoping to wake up somewhere else
but strangers, we've found ourselves here just fine

and this asshole over here

you don't know me, I don't know you
I don't know if I want to know you

we're drifting off and hoping to wake up somewhere else
but strangers, we've found ourselves here just fine