God I wish I still had this record on cassette. Probably one of the most vivid seasons of my life is living in a septagonal room in a big old haunted Victorian in West Philadelphia coming off of my first real love and a 3-month tour playing drums for Aaron. We had no idea how special and once in a lifetime that time was
@jamesblinstrub1287Ай бұрын
God I must have begged slash bugged him for like 3 years and happened to get lucky when his awesome drummer couldn't make the tour. Thanks Jack! And thanks to whomever keeps posting this record
@josiahkilduff152721 күн бұрын
Everything he made up to and including Slow Dance in the Cosmos was absolute gold.
I love how authentic and juvenile this sounds, and yet universal?
@MrChubbins4 ай бұрын
Autumnal and joyous
@later44564 жыл бұрын
I need my friends
@soiunagalleta6666 жыл бұрын
This álbum is amazing, i love him
@igorcardoso11232 ай бұрын
Rib Cage [Intro] 1, 2, 3, 4 [Verse 1] Something 'bout those curious parts Brace my ribcage And ease my thoughts Find me on the second floor This bed sleeps one and no one more [Chorus] I need my friends I need my friends I need my friends I Need my friends I need my friends I need my friends I [Verse 2] Need won't sweat the winter drags Frightened mamas and unpacked bags And I still think of you but not so bad My sleep as sound as wet leaf bags [Chorus] I need my friends I need my friends I need my friends I Need my friends I need my friends I need my friends I Need my friends I need my friends I need my friends I Need my friends I need my friends I need my friends I Count the Cash [Verse 1] I am a liar I’m your best friend I am the boy you wish would stop calling again and again and again I am the queen I am your prince So take me to in bed or send me to my basement [PreChorus] You are the peach You are the storm You are so sweet You crack my teeth And I am whole I am whole [Chorus] I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash [Verse 2] You are the salt I am the beach Don’t know if I would be much fun without you hanging over me I am your lover You are my friend You are so famous Sweat sinks down our aching breast [PreChorus] You are the thorn You are my drink I am the bottle and you are my girl I over think it I’m over overthinking [Chorus] I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash I’m broke Count the cash, count the cash, count the cash [Outro] I'm over overthinking it (I’m broke count the cash, count the cash, count the cash) I'm over overthinking it (I’m broke count the cash, count the cash, count the cash) I'm over overthinking it (I’m broke count the cash, count the cash, count the cash) I'm over overthinking it (I’m broke count the cash, count the cash, count the cash) Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Pumpkim Devotion [Verse 1] You look so pretty When you would love me Come in crooked teeth Hold me in my boyish emotions My boyish emotions [Verse 2] But now the moon girls Howl at the shadow The waiter lends his books away And you hold them Like my boyish emotions My boyish emotions [Verse 3] Barf bag, you need it But you don't believe him Talk to me And get off of my knees With my boyish emotions My boyish emotions [Verse 4] Come on put your coat on Where do you go Where do I go Maybe we'll let each other know About this pumpkin devotion This pumpkin devotion This pumpkin de- Hold me and my pumpkin devotion Airport Terminal Well I hope that you think of me When he's looking at you and he's sweating out 20s 'Cause I'll be sweating salt The same salt that curls in your hair That beads on your chest That daddy took you surfing in Oh Well I hope that you write a poem On a bar stool on a napkin and send it home 'Cause Nookie’s heading north And Daisy got gone Oh baby get out of here And if that plane ever lands And if you come home maybe we could start the band Oh but mama until then I'll work this one out Oh The warm breeze fills up all the cracks And I sit on my porch and I try to patch the ones in my hеad Oh with confidence I won't let this go Oh December's Sweating The moon is crooked And I am shook up now She's been swept up So I'll smell your curls for now She's not moving No, she's still groovy now December's sweating, don't sweat it all I'll dance with the dopes or dance with the hogs She's no drunker Takes his lumber home And he's been shaky But he can't shake her now Tell him I love you Tell him I said so now December's sweating, don't sweat it all I'll dance with the dopes or dance with the hogs So what's to be done when there's nothing to do I'm too hard up to get drunk and strung out on you So what's to be donе when there's nothing to do I will sit in my basеment perfectly blue
@Boredperson4205 жыл бұрын
9:38 the best track
@singlesinceforever19646 жыл бұрын
Just amazing
@LeMagnifiquePetiteEspirit6 жыл бұрын
Am both happy and sad that they wont top this album ever
@GlobeOil0030official6 жыл бұрын
So Relaxing
@skatesquadabington7 жыл бұрын
oh damn
@TheKringgle3 жыл бұрын
love this album can’t find it in SC or spotify i think they took this album off cuz i swear i saw it on spotify last month