The long-awaited release of The Jetbirds first full-length, EVOLVED ANIMAL, has finally arrived on classic black wax.
This record comes with the official cover art for the release, and is complete with a download code for your listening pleasure.
A limited run of only 300 of these beauties were pressed (100 clear, 200 black), so get yours now while you can! There are only 250 available with this cover!
Includes unlimited streaming of Evolved Animal
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lyrics
Sittin’ around, strumming my guitar
Cuz I got no money
Take the good with the bad
Try and cash in on the change
Tried runnin’ through the city like a wrecking ball
But its already gone, already wrecked, and it’ll never be the same
Say it ain't so, now, say you're not serious
Such a drag, but the river lined in gold
Tryin’ not to drown in pursuit of that glory
Another obstacle to navigate, Another chapter to the story about,
About a lotta dumb things I’ve done while drinking
A lotta cool girls I used to know
A couple old cars that remind me of a time…
And an old black dog that got me through it all, GO!
If I had to bet, Id put it all on black
That the best times that you’ve ever had
Gonna be worthwhile and hell wont be that bad
That these stupid dreams become what you are,
Wanna smash my spirit, got a smashed guitar for you
For you
Well it looks like the jokes on me
9-1-1, got an urgency
This place I'm in sucks like some giant black hole,
Gotta check out of this roach motel
Another penny in the wishing well
Chalk it up, better live and learn,
When you're dancing with the devil
It always ends in trouble
In trouble, trouble
Well home is what you make it,
It ain't real if you fake it
You fake it, fake it
When you’re all mixed in with the bad seeds,
You’ll always be hanging out in the weeds
Bleeding from my head again
Go on, get a life, get out, she said
Tell me, how did I get here again, again
The last thing I remember
It was right before my bender
Its been foggy ever since I think I saw you there
Yeah, You were picking a fight when you first saw me
Thought that you were Hercules
I found you lying in the street, defeated
Looked like you could use a place to stay
Struck me as a runaway
Guys like you will never learn
Whiskey is the devil
Instant, unchained evil
So evil, pure evil
I used to be an angel
I couldn’t cut it, so well
Oh well, farewell,
I got all mixed in with the bad seeds
Now I kinda like hanging out in the weeds
Oh, come on, fire me up
Like only you know how to
Let go
Oh, don’t tie me up
I've come too far to lose
I got these bad seed blues
Don’t freak out. I'll tell you what you need to know,
You gotta keep tryin, if you want to feel alive
Gotta fight through places you don’t wanna go
Maybe I'm the bad seed
Yeah, I really like hangin out in the weeds
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020
