Things In Eric's Garage EP

by Lawnchair Crisis

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Demo EP by Lawnchair Crisis

Lawnchair Crisis is:
Jake Trisch - vocals/guitar
Mitchell Curley - bass/vocals
Eric Levesque - drums/vocals
Kevin Surrey - trombone
Kevin Dittman - tenor sax
Zach Casper - alto sax
Hannah Brenner - trumpet
Chris Monroe - trumpet

Lawnchair Crisis would like to thank our friends and family for supporting us. We would also like to thank Garrett McPeek, Will McPeek, Nate Dorough and the rest of the Fusion Shows team, Nick LaForge, Jake Lawrence, Jerad Osterman, Parkway and Columbia, Fanboy, Giraffe Attack! (RIP), and of course, our fans. Without our fans we would just be 8 losers in a garage, instead of 8 losers in a garage with fans. Thanks

Recorded by Garrett McPeek at Jew-Fro Records
Self-produced by Lawnchair Crisis

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released 06 May 2014

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Track Name: Lawnchair Crisis
We're rocking out in your mom's basement
But man we ain't no political statement
We're guilty of more than your average cases
Of breaking hearts and melting faces

While the world's being peeled apart by tight vices
And everyone's a victim of their own devices
We're here to make a boom with horns and lightses
Everyone look out there's a Lawnchair Crisis
Track Name: Yellow Hard Hat
Well here I am again, in the flesh, in the light
I'm doing all I can just to stop another fight
And I can tell myself that we're good, we're alright
But I'm still feeling shitty every night
But I can still run up these floors
And I can still slam both these doors
I'm shredding all my fucking useless broken vocal cords
I'm having trouble sleeping on the floor

There goes my backbone, it never even was
I'm sick of every decision and my back always hurts

The bright lights occupy my mind
A stroke of peace is amplified
I stole a piece of my head
To give to you tonight instead
To give to you tonight instead

Well here's to the nights that we went to sleep okay
Of all the times that we made it through to a new day
The things that kept me here while you're away
Well I still think about it every day
Well here's to all our sleepless nights
The ones with you and I, no fights
Through all our agony there is an optimistic light
You were the first thing to come out right

There goes my backbone, it never even was
I'm sick of every decision and my back always hurts

The bright lights occupy my mind
A stroke of peace is amplified
I stole a piece of my head
To give to you tonight instead
To give to you tonight instead

Fucked up
Off the ledge
Can I just be me again?

(The bright lights occupy my mind
A stroke of peace is amplified
I stole a piece of my head
To give to you tonight instead
To give to you tonight instead)
Track Name: BBQ Chipz
I'm wasting time
Trying to find the words but they escape my mind
I'm searching for the answers but they slip away
I still think about it every day

Laying on the floor
Staring at the door
Losing my mind
Starting to get behind on
On all the little things that I should have done

I'm wasting time
Trying to find the words but they escape my mind
I'm searching for the answers but they slip away
I still think about it every day

Walking down the street
Pavement's hard beneath my feet
Outlook's not so good on life
Not this time
Now I'm starting to feel like a victim in a court

I'm wasting time
Trying to find the words but they escape my mind
I'm searching for the answers but they slip away
I just don't know what's left to say

I'm wasting time
Trying to find the words but they escape my mind
I'm searching for the answers but they slip away
I still think about it every day
Track Name: Mount Olive
Saying goodbye
Is not a choice, not an option this time
We're playing with hearts, stumbling with art
And we're running out of time

Failing to talk
Failing to think
Failing to fall
Faling to sink
We're anchored down
Carried by words that never meant a thing to me

Saying goodbye
Is not a choice, not an option this time
We're playing with hearts, stumbling with art
And we're running out of time

Hey! You broke a nail
But that's the worst to happen
The worst to happen yeah
At least you made it out alive
With your stable heart and stable main

Saying goodbye
Is not a choice, not an option this time
We're playing with hearts, stumbling with art
And we're running out of time

Hey, don't be afraid
You'll be okay
You don't need to figure it all out today
Just be yourself
And you'll be okay
And you'll find yourself someday
You'll be okay
You'll be okay
Track Name: Garlic Butter Sauce
Look in my eyes
Tell me what you see inside
Is it what you want to see
It's me

Whoa oh
Whoa oh

Let's try to work this all out
Let's try to figure this out
Just cross your fingers and hope
That tomorrow brings us something more

Falling off the wagon again
I bruised my knees and hands
Brushing off the dust and dirt
To make me clean again

Whoa oh
Whoa oh

Let's try to work this all out
Let's try to figure this out
Just cross your fingers and hope
That tomorrow brings us something more

(sexy reggae "Oh yeah mon")

Let's try to work this all out
Let's try to figure this out
Just cross your fingers and hope
That tomorrow brings us something more
Track Name: Propane Please
Forget it all
Let me be
Let me sit at home and watch TV
Let me waste
All of my days
On this couch and watch the ways
The characters
They seem to be
Full of life not unlike me
But I can't defend
My past is useless
But I'm not useless

The product of my mind is always sublime
The moment I conjure in my mind
It's okay, it's alright to cry this time
For just once in your life

Capture my life
A polaroid
There's not much space to fill this void
But I can't defend
When you call me useless
I'm not fucking useless

The product of my mind is always sublime
The moment I conjure in my mind
It's okay, it's alright to cry this time
For just once in your life