The American Leagues

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credits

released 09 October 2010

Danny Bobbe: Vocals, guitar
Jon Perry: Guitar, vocals
Greg Katz: Bass, vocals
Harlow Rodriguez: Drums

Songs by Bobbe except "Metal Box," co-written with Jacob Elias, and "Ransom," by Perry

Tracking engineer: Jon O'Brien
Mix engineer: Nick Tipp
Mastering engineer: Mark Chalecki

Album design: Traci Larson
Photography: Danny Bobbe

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Track Name: Fine Lines
There are fine lines to cross
We must cross them too

You raise
Your hands
To the sun
If just
To be
A human being

You raise
Your voice
To the ocean

There are fine lines to cross
We must cross them too

All that’s meant to be
I guess it’s going to happen
Where does that leave me?
It’s such a fucking joke

You kissed
Me right
Out your door
If just
To be
A little girl

You let
Me slip
Into the ocean

My God, I got so lost
You didn’t find me too
You didn’t find me too
You didn’t find me

Shay, the original
Be true
To me
I’ve worked so hard
To be beautiful
Be true
To me

There are fine lines to cross
We must cross them too
Cross them too
Cross them too
Track Name: The American Leagues
We started loving in the hockey rink
We were cheering on Sid Crosby
The way he glid we could both agree:
He’s a kid we’d like to meet

We lost our faith in the American Leagues
Too many dopers batting fourth it seemed
If we wanted dopers we could easily
Step outside our homes

The kid’s in trouble so he skates so low
He skates so low, so low, so low
They want to fight him
He’ll fight them back
He’ll match them blow, for blow, for blow, for blow

Jimmy Carter is such a freaky thing
Dumb as a duckling though they crowned him king
I thought they learned, but apparently
The lesson didn’t stick

Kemosabe was an Indian chief
Al Capone was a Mafia thief
Cassius Clay was a bumblebee
That flew like a butterfly

The kid’s in trouble so he skates so low
He skates so low, so low, so low
They want to fight him
He’ll fight them back
He’ll match them blow, for blow, for blow, for blow

The kid’s in trouble so he skates so low
He skates so low, so low, so low
They’re gunning for him
He’s gunning right back
He’ll match them blow, for blow, for blow, for blow
Track Name: Stay Dry
I’d really like some liquid
But I’ve got to stay dry
I’ve got to prove my conviction
Every night

I’d really like to see you
In some other life
And this time my friend,
I’d treat you right

I’d be there for you
Silent and kind
(Like Jon)

It might be time to rumble
But we better stay wise
If push comes to shove
It must be justified
I do believe you're butter
Because you taste so fine
Grab hold of me
We’re splitting
Overtime

With no pain
With no tears
With no red lights
In our ears

With no shells
From the sky
No earthquakes
In the…

We might be better off in unison
Because calling shots for two my friends
Ain’t calling shots at all
You’re quickly turning into
My closest friend
It worries me you see the end
But do not blink at all

I’d really like some liquid
But I’ve got to stay dry
I’ve got to prove my conviction
Every night

I’d really like to see you
In some other life
And this time my friend,
I’d treat you right

I’d be there for you
Silent and kind
Track Name: White Man
Don’t let your face
Get twisted in
The city sun
Grow your hair long
In the front
To keep
The stares
Away

Don’t kill yourself
For some shitty job
Get your life back
Before it’s gone
Because nothing
Happens
When you die

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
They’ll tell you many things
Those that ride on subway trains
They’ll tell you that white man was put on Earth
By a ship that then just flew away

And all the truths
Cut like knives
And leave this city
Sliced and diced
A maze
Without a true pathway

Maybe I don’t want to play
'Cause all dead ends, they look the same
And nothing
Happens
When you die

Open
Sesame
Don’t close
Your heart on me

Engine
Pull me down the line
Take me to the end
Once more

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
They’ll tell you many things
Those that ride on subway trains
They tell you that it’s 14-karat gold
And truthfully, it’s really hard to say
Truthfully, it’s really hard to say
Track Name: Lone Wolf Boys
Rescued them you have
The lone wolf boys
Put meat on their bones
Shared your home
They tried to pay you back
But what could they pay?

From shadows in the dark:
A strange family
Outside a wooden home
No one walks alone
They tried to keep you straight,
But how could they?

The way you hid your face
They found that strange
All the time
They found it strange
All the time

Two plus two ain’t two
Yeah, I know
But don’t add it up
Let there be too much

‘Cause every time it gets that good
It’s got to change
Every time
It’s got to change
Every time

Carolina,
You’ve been searching for the boy
That makes the part of Carolina
All inclined to
Act a child

Without a mirror
They can’t see just
How peculiar
Jesus made them:
Such sharp faces
Distant gazes
Nearly ageless

Restitution,
You’re so keen on
Restitution
Then get it child
If it makes you smile
You’ve got to get it child
You’ve got to
Track Name: Bright Red Flame
All I ever wanted
Was a nice raincoat
And a clock tower
On the hour would stroke

All I ever wanted
Was a goldfish bowl
With something inside it
For when I came home

And one chance
At an audience
One chance
To prove
To people
I’m not acquainted with
Who judged me, yeah, a bit too soon

There were
Four, five, six,
Seven of them
Dressed to the hilt
Like Princeton gentlemen

What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?

What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?

All I ever wanted
Was a big black gun
And the chance to fire
When that time come

All I ever saw
Was a bright, red flame
Everything appeared just that way

At my one chance
At an audience
One chance
To prove
To people
I’m not acquainted with
They judged me, yeah, a bit too soon

There were eight, nine, ten,
Eleven of them
Dressed to be killed
Like Princeton gentlemen

What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?

What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?
What was I to do?
Track Name: Ransom
I'm too tied up to go
Decide the ransom on your own
My hand's only inches away

I know why
In time they'll tell lies
Wait beside the door
Take them by surprise

This operation's blown
They stopped me just outside your home
Stand still they'll leave you alone

I know why
In time they'll tell lies
Wait beside the door
Take them by surprise

It's after nine my money's down
It's after nine my money's down
And I'll be bailing out

I'm too tied up to run
You told them everything we've done
I thought that you knew how to wait

I know why
In time they'll tell lies
Wait beside the door
Take them by surprise
Everyone I know
Takes me by surprise
Track Name: Evening Tea (on the Balcony)
What she wants is commitment from me but it’s not what I want, I want variety

She’s all right
She’s OK
She’s in the bathtub sailing away
Though how could she place
The weight of the world
On an honest man?

What she wants is a family, with evening tea on the balcony

It’s nice
It sounds good
I could make a coffee table out of some wood
Though how could she place
The weight of the world
On an honest man?
Punch yourself twice
If you thought I knew the plan

She’s all right
She’s OK
We’re gonna quit cocaine today

Though how could she place
The weight of the world
On an honest man?
Punch yourself twice
If you thought that I knew the plan
Track Name: Bullet Trains
It was in the news
They stood in lines to see your face
And you said nothing
No, instead you turned away
Though when they left that day

They went home happy
They bought cars to keep up chase
You went on laughing
As you sped on bullet trains
They sadly stood and waved,
They waved
They waved

To know you're late like the devil, yeah yeah yeah
You’re on time
You’re taking care of business, yeah, yeah, yeah
And that’s fine

But don’t you think I’d try a little harder if I could keep what I find?
Don’t you think I’d smile wider if this face was mine?

Oh but you’re late like the devil, yeah yeah yeah
You’re on time
You’re taking care of business, yeah yeah yeah
And that’s fine

But don’t you think I’d try a little harder if I could keep what I find?
Don’t you think I’d smile wider if this face was mine?
Track Name: The Strangest Dream
Tuck me in tightly
Don’t you let them in, you know
Last night I had the strangest dream
We all tried jumping off the balcony

Good gods be with us
Bad gods begone, you know
Last night I felt the strangest thing
I felt the living slip right out of me
I felt the living slip right out of me (woo!)

And I don’t think you realize
What it meant to me
To be alone
When I woke up that morning
With the phone
Ringing in a flurry
And the sun's
Bright, white warning

With the foam
Coming out the corners
And the crust
All around the borders

'Cause now I’m spitting off the balcony
And I'm counting six, before it hits the street
Now I'm spitting off the balcony
And I'm counting six, before I hit the street
Track Name: Metal Box
There’s a metal box
In my breast pocket
And as I walk
Something inside the box
Rattles
Rattles
Rattles

And as I walk
I wonder what is rattling
Then I trip
And tripping realize
'Twas no box
Just my heart
In my chest

In my chest