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Warmb

by Max Borax

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1.
Flowers 06:01
bring me flowers bring me the stars it will pale to the gold and silver spirits I can find down in the bars so bring me whiskey if there's none I'll take gin then I'll forget that you love me and I'll betray you again please, let me take it from the top please, I can't make myself stop she felt like the wrong side of the tracks in heaven bring me a goodbye bring me your last wish all the past is better than me and all my shame is selfish got the arrow to your heart the bow on my end I want to be broken I want to be bent I want to be on the wrong side of heaven again please, let me take it from the top please, I can't make myself stop she felt like the wrong side of the tracks in heaven
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Clouds 04:14
I see my face when I look in the mirror but I see someone else when I close my eyes what a world of regret coming after me what a sharp toothed critic got me falling to my knees look to the sky look disappointed blue but not the clouds that you wanted when I'm damp hearted and gloomed out I get my dog dreams of youth and I spit them out champagne skies on a moonless night don't say I didn't try to put that spark back in your eye I can't see my face when I sleep and dream but I can hear my heart beat when I saint or blaspheme look to the sky look disappointed blue but not the clouds that you wanted when I'm damp hearted and gloomed out I get my dog dreams of youth and I spit them out
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don't say hey I'm already walking away don't say hi cause I've got dust in my eyes Hey, what's your planet baby blue got a bad moon rising just for you turkey shoot me through the eye and I'll flip on a dime throw on a new disguise cause I got just what you need no I don't but you want to pretend at least I'm throwing shapes at my own speed hey don't dance don't try to dance with me don't say hey I'm already walking away don't say hi I've got dust in my eye I've got a few more tries at least I'm outta coin so pass the pocket grease or lend me one, five, eight, or ten and I'll lay you out in the pocket again so run run run take a drag or two I really don't wanna dance with you I got no more bones to roll you might of dug me a grave but I'm not getting in the hole don't say hey I'm already walking away don't say hi I've got dust in my eye come on honey, come on babe come on sweetheart, show me some leg come on peaches, come on honey come on my pet, bring me the money I can't talk to you I got dust I can't talk to you right now there's a scorpion in my eyes
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Nancy Drew 05:02
I swear my Houdini's hat and the warm western winds that this here in my hand aint mine I'm just holding on to it for a friend I mean oo de lally golly what a day I'm just here on my stoop listening to the game are you the sheriff round here why don't you kick off those shoes and join me for a beer cause I swear on Orion's Belt and my friend Nancy Drew if you turn in the badge and quit this gig you might just get your soul back from the pigs
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The Poet Mac 02:36
shut the fuck up pull up a chair welcome to the last good time the summers gotten colder your boxing days are over you solid gold bastard, you swine I'll die of the rotgut but you'll take my hand cause these fluorescent motel whiskey cable nights are the best that I've ever had don't fucking laugh I'll cut out your tongue and leave it in a motel washrag this pool isn't heated but I'm naked and underneath it I'm gunna go to this party but I'm gunna go stag I'll die of the rotgut but you'll take my hand cause these fluorescent motel whiskey cable nights are the best that I've ever had
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I hear the morning brewing in my dreams so I try my best to stay asleep there's no use hanging on that night's sweet breath when the sun is busy bringing in the day so I open up my eyes and forget every starry sky that ever walked upon my worried mind and there's a thought inside of my head its better off not being said so dilute it down for me an orchard of bruises for the one that looses this game of hearts in the lonesome dark I feel the dark coming on strong so I ask the day to stay that lonely golden sun may got heaven under his thumb but the moon she's asking to get paid so I close my eyes as the light leaves the skies and the stars all take their place and there's a thought inside of my head thicker than blood heavier than lead so dilute it down for me an orchard of bruises for the one that looses this game of hearts in the lonesome dark
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Scorpion 05:57
the wet clouds wait for the sky to halt and when it don't, brims swims away the hours gathered at the waist like flowers wastes away and starts again Nobody is Lucky hold steady in this tender time its alright to loose so why not give it a try hold steady in this tender time the earth glass globe filled with heat and hope hanging from spider rope dying on my breast but oh I haven't tried my best there is always a philosophy for a lack of courage and an evil streak when it all gets bleak I want you to think oh how lucky if love is a duel well then all the better to loose all the best assholes are cowboys but the best poets are fools Nobody is Lucky Lady Luck smile on my fate toss a coin in my cup and I'll bet the race dogs, dice, cards, or third base just want to see her face seen the derby cars dance in the dirt pit a band hand turn good when the ace hit winning strike land in the catcher mitt just want to see her face I'm all in on a slot machine big jewel three in a row chewy red or horse shoe I'm a scorpion drowning in a big pool just want to see her
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Spyscraft 04:41
now this story starts about thirty years ago "you're not getting out of it this time' she said as she stood directly adjacent to my great grandmother (a hell of a fucking dame) she stood adjacent to her credenza I had positioned that credenza in the left hand corner of my office facing the door since I'd assumed the tenentship of my office thirteen years prior "as of this morning 11:45 I am retired" I replied as I quietly unholstered Old Frankie I knew of course that she'd shoot first but I knew as well, that I'd shoot a hell of a lot better "then I guess you'll die unemployed" she replied as she fired a bullet right into the face of my new gold watch "Damn, I guess I'm out of time" I said and you know the rest... . I'm no saint but I damn well tried you live a skiball life you get a top shelf prize seems that I am damn well out of time so bury me in my trench coat with old Frankie by my side if you save me up a slice that'd be velvet one last ride through the countryside, don't forget your helmet a cannonball between my teeth and a farewell in my eyes it seems I'm out of time grand horizons fill your skies I'm no saint but at least I tried
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Fat Jack 04:24
I am a hung man I fear death by water It's a fast city and don't jack look grand with his raincoat full of smokes a crucifix in his hand I sing for my supper oh I lick for my love my dance card is always full I'm made of that deep macho stuff Its a fast city and don't jack look pretty in his coat made of mirrors and his fast round with pity I am a great hero and you're all villains and swine I got a house full of fat angels and Judas on the other line I've got my union card I'm Rip Van Winkles son I speak in seasons and circles oh I speak until I'm done I am a hung man I fear death by water woah, galactic jack slip off them lonesome boots and tip your old hat you aint got no rough or rowdy ways you got some pressed flowers in some dog-eared days woah, galactic jack oh my fat jack (fast, fast city) its a fast city and don't jack look great in a hat made of flowers and his face red with debate I am Paul Bunyan and I'm squinting at the flannel sky I'm the velvet prize in your eyes Its a fast city when you're young and full of heart I am Victor Hugo tiger-eyed in the reflective dark I am a great hero and you're all just villains and swine I like a certain kind of party and this one just aint mine where are the dancing girls where are the aperitifs the grenadine the calamine lotion the rocks the olives in the drinks and I'm a hung man I fear death by water woah, galactic jack slip off them western boots and tip your old hat you aint got no rough or rowdy ways you got some dog-eared days woah, fat jack cut me some slack (fast, fast city)
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Warmb 04:34
WARMB
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some dreams deep in the fold and far away buried beneath the hours of the day some days quick as a flash and very near to never disappear lap up at the fats of midnight slew across the kitchen floor tastes sweet in the dark hey barman pour me up a lark hat bowed low and brimming low hey barman pour me... Hello Everybody, this is going to be the album version of this song so I better get it goddamn right you know that feeling? let me back up I'm autistic so I'm not going to judge you if you don't know about feelings It took me until I was about 12 1/2 years old well, I forget myself, so well you know how the things that they happen when you move into a new place and everybody's bipolar and that's including you so its cool its all good well, I mean its probably bad but it feels good and you've got some chickens and you meet this new housemate and you make a blood pact you'll be best friends forever but now her grandmas over and her husband and I think she said they were going to leave but they haven't left they keep rearranging the kitchen well you know the feeling where she works the night shift so she's up till five in the morning every night and she can't modulate the volume of her own voice well, I forget where I'm going with this... you know that feeling when you're going to buy a homestead in a year and a half and by buy I mean pay a rent of about $12 a month plus utilities and some goats, and ducks, and chickens, and ducks, and crawdads anyway I love you don't forget to pirate our album I think I need to go lie down now goodbye everybody

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Hello. We are a band.
Sam, Ian, Smiley, Will, Greg.

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released March 7, 2021

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Max Borax Santa Cruz, California

hello, we are a band.

Sam. vocals, writer, rhythm guitar
Ian. bassist, recording engineer, producer
Smiley. Saxophone, best dressed Borax
Will. vocals, writer, lead guitar
Greg. Drums, shaker savent, keeper of the snare
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