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1. |
Welcome To The Concert
00:51
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2. |
The Concert
01:38
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Friday night, 6pm
Getting ready, got a plan
Bought my ticket months ago
Now it's time to see the show
I've been waiting for this day
To hear my favorite band
Nothing will stand in my way
To see These Stains Are Who I Am
I check the time, late for the bus
Take a deep breath, no need to rush
What'd I forget, don't really know
Ticket's in my hand, I've got to go
As I'm running down the stairs
My heart begins to burst
I remember what's back there
My fave These Stains t-shirt
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3. |
My Shirt
01:20
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I dart upstairs into my room
Tear apart my dresser drawers
Looks like a bomb has gone KABOOM
And all my clothes are on the floor
I'm not leaving without my shirt
I'm not leaving without my god damn shirt
I run downstairs and check the laundry
Precious stains all washed away
Grab some candy from the kitchen pantry
Now I have to run and pray
But I'm leaving with my shirt
But I'm leaving with my god damn shirt
Woo!
I missed the bus, I have to walk
Public transit can kiss my ass
A block away I see a dumpster
Something feasting in the trash
Is it looking at my shirt
Is it looking at my god damn shirt
WOOO
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4. |
Desire In Your Eyes
02:09
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Come in closer, no need to be afraid
Get out of the dumpster, let’s end this masquerade
When I see your face under the moon
My heart starts to race 'cause you’re a raccoon
The desire in your eyes
Are you looking right through me
The desire in your eyes
Do you think you can fool me
Should I risk an embrace, could this love go far
Or vanish with no trace, once you get my candy bar
But I feel the spark, creature of the night
Now it's getting dark, will you be my light
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5. |
In The Dumpster
01:39
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I take one step forward but it's two steps back
I just wanted a new friend, now I'm getting attacked
Bites on my legs, scratches on my arms
Climb into the trash to escape from harm
Now I'm right where I belong
Guess that I was in the dumpster all along
I hear the raccoon prowling, so I can't get out
No one coming to help me, can't hear me scream and shout
It stinks so bad that I'm gonna choke
Stuck here all night and I’ll miss the show
But I'm right where I belong
Guess that I was in the dumpster all along
Game over, game over
In the dumpster all along
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6. |
Sugar
01:41
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My mama told me that love is blind
But I swore love could see when I looked in your eyes
My mama also told me that I was a fool
And I proved her right as I watched you drool for my
Candy
Sweet sweet sugar, all you wanted was my
Candy
Gave you some sugar, then you were gone
I tossed the candy bar into the air
You snatched it up and skittered off without a care
I held back the tears as I turned away
I'll come back to find you another day with more
Candy
Sweet sweet sugar, all you wanted was my
Candy
Gave you some sugar, then you were gone
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7. |
Fast Enough
01:45
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Step step stepping on down the street
Going to the show gotta beat those feet
Moving so fast I can feel the heat
Streetlights flashing in time with the beat
Gettin’ everybody out of their seats
Am I going fast enough
(Fast enough, fast enough)
‘Cause I wanna be on time
Am I going fast enough
(Fast enough, fast enough)
I keep wishing but life keeps dishing
So I’m missing all the rhythm and rhyme
I wanna be on time
Hands are spinning don’t wanna be late
Going too slow gotta up my gait
All this walking was a big mistake
Gotta make a move, can’t hesitate
It’s time for a leap of faith
Am I going fast enough
(Fast enough, fast enough)
Cause I wanna be on time
Am I going fast enough
(Fast enough, fast enough)
I keep wishing but life keeps dishing
So I’m missing all the rhythm and rhyme
I wanna be on time
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8. |
Faster! Faster!
01:58
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Feel the sugar coursing through my veins
I’m a rocket through the Milky Way
I’ll keep on running right through the pain
Got me feeling like a Hundred Grand
I’ll keep running all across the land
I’m determined to see my favorite band
Faster faster, running through the night
Faster faster, I will win the fight
Faster faster, gonna lose control
Faster faster, ‘til I’m gonna blow
I’ve got the courage, I’ve got the grit
I’ve got a cramp, Take 5 and sit
No! I’ll power through, I’m not gonna quit
Feeling dizzy, world’s spinning round
Haven’t even made it into town
Hear Snickers in my head as I fall down
Faster faster, running through the night
Faster faster, I will win the fight
Faster faster, gonna lose control
Faster faster, ‘til I’m gonna blow
Oh no, I think I’m gonna blow
Game over man, game over
Oh, here it comes
Mommy…
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9. |
Spark Of Hope (Teens)
01:56
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Walking down that lonesome road
Streetlight behind to guide me home
I turn away, back towards the dark
Thumb held high, waiting on that spark of hope
Spark of hope
Dust devils wind and tumbleweeds roll
Vultures circle high, my spirit sinking low
Then a single car slows to a park
Flashes the headlights, lighting up my spark of hope
Spark of hope
Spark of hope
Spark of hope
A beat-up sedan with peeling gray paint skids to a stop beside me. The windows down, I see four teenagers with colored hair, beanie hats, and trendy vintage clothes. A stale, skunky aroma with hints of nacho chip dust wafts on the evening breeze. They stare at me for a second with a mix of pity and curiosity, before the skinny guy in the driver's seat asks, "need a lift?" "I'm going to the concert," I say, and the girl in the back stoically responds, "dope, hop in." Is this a happy coincidence, or another distraction on my quest?
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10. |
Rusty Volvo
01:49
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We hate our parents, driving us insane
We hate our school, putting junk in our brains
Yeah teen-age sucks
(Sucks)
And growing up is so damn hard
At least we can borrow my step dad's car
We ain’t got shit, we got no dough
So we just drive around in this rusty Volvo
We don’t have jobs, we won’t go home
So we just drive around in this rusty Volvo
We hate the preps, nerds, and jocks all the same
The only thing we really like is a band called These Stains
(Are who I am)
Have you heard their stuff and which song do you like best
Prove that you’re cool, more real than the rest
We ain’t got shit, we got no dough
So we just drive around in this rusty Volvo
We don’t have jobs, we won’t go home
So we just drive around in this rusty Volvo
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11. |
My New Dad
01:54
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Well my mom’s got herself a new man and he really sucks
He’s got an office job, wears khaki pants, and doesn’t drive a pickup truck
He won’t eat red meat, says he’s worried ‘bout cholesterol
He drinks fancy wine from Europe and he doesn’t want to watch football
Oh she loves him so, but I just don’t know
How do I connect with my new dad
How do I form a bond of mutual respect with my new dad
Show some vulnerability, no toxic masculinity
I want a positive male role model so bad
In my new dad
I’m met with silence, and I’m worried that I’ve said too much
Guess I came on way too hard, should’ve used a softer touch
The girl in the backseat sighs and says her folks’ divorce was rough
The driver cranks up the radio, I guess he’s had enough
I’m a little sad, but I just want to connect with my new dad
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I can’t believe my luck, I made it to the show alright
Some crazy stuff has happened, but now it’s time to rock all night
These stains are who I am
These stains are who we are
These stains are the friends we made along the way
These stains are who I am
These stains are who we are
These stains let us know that everything’s ok
These stains are who I am
These stains are who we are
These stains remind us tomorrow’s a new day
These stains are who I am
These stains are who we are
These stains are here and will never go away
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13. |
Reach Your Grail
01:18
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Wading through the putrid pools decay is all around
Visceral fatalities in piles on the ground
Left and right and left and right your legs will go no more
Quickly while your lungs still burn before they close the door
Blistering heat burns your back, can you carry on
Dashing down the killing plains, another automaton
Ford the fields, fast your will 'til you see the white of their eyes
Crack their bones, break their nerve, listen to their cries
Can you reach your grail
Through the fire and the hail
Can you reach your grail
Through the fire and the hail
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14. |
I'm Early
02:07
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Step off the bus as light as the evening breeze
I made it to the concert hall, my heart’s a-flutter, I’m weak in the knees
Compose myself, take my place in the queue
Excitement turns to boredom, I don’t know what to do
I’m early, so early
I’m early, so bored
To make things worse my empty stomach begins to rumble
Should have grabbed a snack at home, ‘cause now my patience is starting to crumble
The man next to me says, I’m hungry too
I’ll hold your spot in line if you go pick us up some food
I’m hungry, so hungry
He’s buying, should I go
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Hot Meat
02:16
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Rain rattles down the gutters and drips off my fedora. I see silhouettes of happy people chowing down on dinner in every apartment window. But here I am, on the street, stomach empty as a bum’s bottle of rye. I can feel eyes on me as I walk, burning a hole in the back of my head. I turn and see her, a most beautiful creature. But I can’t be distracted by dames right now. “Beat it, toots,” I say, and the huge rat scurries off into a storm drain.
I turn down a side street towards my destination, out of the cold comfort of the street lights. My phone chimes, “You have arrived”, but I’m flummoxed as a polar bear in Hawaii. I see two storefronts with two nearly identical neon signs, both spelling out the words: “Hot Meat.” One is adorned with illustrations of a juicy burger, steamy fries, and a cold milkshake. The other depicts a slender pair of legs with stilettos and fishnet stockings. I’m a tough man to fool, and yet, I’m suddenly unsure of my next move…
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16. |
Grounded
01:32
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Bass is pumping, heart is thumping
Sweaty naked bodies grinding, humping
A bouncer spots me
I say it’s all a big mistake
He makes me call my mother
And just like that he’s sealed my fate
Now it’s too late
Now it’s too late
Now it’s too late
I’m grounded
Bass is pumping, heart is thumping
(Game over)
Sweaty naked bodies grinding, humping
(I’m grounded)
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17. |
Greasy Love
01:36
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Surrounded by people I feel so alone
The hunger is all that I’ve ever known
And I want you so bad that it tears me apart
Each passing order is breaking my heart
Oh serve me up some love
I’ve been waiting at least 15 minutes
Oh serve me up some greasy love
You know that I want it you know that I need it
Love!
I stare down the cashiers, the cooks on the line
I plead to their souls through their young, tired eyes
I need some food now to get back to the show
If I take someone else’s well how will they know
Oh serve me up some love
I’ve been waiting at least 15 minutes
Oh serve me up some greasy love
You know that I want it you know that I need it
Love!
Greasy love!
Love!
Greasy love!
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Burger Jail
01:45
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I took a bag that looked real nice
Grease leaking through the bottom, slick as ice
I turned around and started to run
The manager said “get back here you son of a gun”
She caught up to me quick, knocked me over like a gale
That’s how I ended up in burger jail
Now I’m on the chain gang doing my time
Breaking rocks with a pickaxe, I’ve got no idea why
My mom always said I looked good in stripes
Now I’m serving hard time, yeah it’s twenty to life
The warden just laughs, saying “game over, son”
But my life in burger jail has just begun
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Eat Me Up
01:42
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I was hanging in the burger kingdom
While you were clowning around
Just when these buns started going stale
My entire world turned upside down
You took me from the bag
And raised me to your mouth
That’s when I started to scream and shout
(Pass the ketchup)
Eat me up, it’s the reason I exist
(Pass the ketchup)
If you’re hungry I’m happy to assist
(Pass the ketchup)
I’m so tasty, you know you can’t resist
You know you can’t resist
We’re not the only pair celebrating
I came with my whole crew
Many fries and nuggets for masticating
Plenty of food for your new friend, too
I feel you share a smile
As I settle in your gut
I’ll see you again, coming out of the concert
(You sick freaks)
(Pass the ketchup)
Eat me up, it’s the reason I exist
(Pass the ketchup)
If you’re hungry I’m happy to assist
(Pass the ketchup)
I’m so tasty, you know you can’t resist
You know you can’t resist
You know you can’t resist
You know you can’t resist
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Fists Begin To Fly
01:49
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The sun is down, but the tensions rise
I feel the chill, see the anger in their eyes
He cut the line, don’t be a jerk, hey I was just waiting for my friend
What are you, five, that's not how that works, hey buddy, this will be your end
And just like that, fists begin to fly
Ah, ah, ah
I can’t just watch as they throw their lives away
Should I break it up, is there something I can say
Or just hang back, pull out my phone, maybe record a little bit
Think of the likes, I could go viral, just a 60 second clip
This is my chance, I cannot delay
Ah, ah, ah
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21. |
Punched Out!
01:29
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I was the big kahuna
Yeah I was riding high
But my wave came crashing down
In the form of an angry, muscular guy
I saw him first through my phone screen
Then I started to shout
He was coming to get me and
Punched out
Game over, game over
Game over, game over
Game over, game over
Game over, game over
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The Music Makes Us One
01:58
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Unclench your fists and take a step away
Open your heart and everything will be OK
Recall that what we have in common is what brought us here today
‘Cause we are many
But the music makes us one
And we have plenty
So much love under the sun
Now all is calm, the anger has been soothed
And finally the line begins to move
Surrounded by all my new friends it’s time to get into the groove
‘Cause we are many
But the music makes us one
And we have plenty
So much love under the sun
‘Cause we are many
But the music makes us one
And we have plenty
So much love under the sun
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Stars Align
01:38
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Waiting on the corner
Bummed my t-shirt won't get signed
Can't sit and mope here
'Cause my bus has just arrived
And I’ve been waiting all my life
Many stops to go, slip away
Like the blurring lights outside
Things don't always go my way
But tonight the stars align
Sit towards the back
And I put my headphones on
Need to stay on track
Gotta find that perfect song
‘Cause I’ve been waiting oh so long
Many stops to go, slip away
Like the blurring lights outside
Things don't always go my way
But tonight the stars align
But tonight the stars align
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24. |
Lullaby, Goodbye
01:39
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Bearded man, acoustic guitar
Fall asleep in my warm arms
Fireplace, coals burning low
Under the covers, head on your pillow
Lullaby, goodbye
(goodbye, goodbye)
Lullaby, goodbye
Lullaby, goodbye
Hey
Hey, kid, wake up
It's the end of the line
You gotta get off the bus
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Spark Of Hope (Family)
01:56
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Walking down that lonesome road
Streetlight behind to guide me home
I turn away, back towards the dark
Thumb held high, waiting on that spark of hope
Spark of hope
Dust devils wind and tumbleweeds roll
Vultures circle high, my spirit sinking low
Then a single car slows to a park
Flashes the headlights, lighting up my spark of hope
Spark of hope
Spark of hope
Spark of hope
An ancient beige minivan is idling before me. On the passenger side, a man with a mop of graying hair rolls down the hand-crank window in a jerky, uneven motion. Out of breath from the mild exertion, he pants, "need a lift?" His wife smiles at me from the driver's seat, and I hear children shouting from the back over a cassette of sing-along songs. "I'm going to the concert," I say, and the man cheerfully replies, "That's where we're going! Hop in!" Is this a happy coincidence, or another distraction on my quest?
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26. |
The Counting Song
01:54
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One, two, three fluffy clouds in the sky
Four, five, six pretty birds flying high
Today’s a seven, just like heaven
Tomorrow’s an eight, it’s gonna be great
And do you know what comes next, it’s mighty fine
It’s number nine!
Alright kids, count along this time!
One, two, three are the chances you get
Four, five, six, all good fortune is spent
Unlucky seven, have you learned your lesson
Hateful eight, now you’ve sealed your fate
And do you know what comes next, it’s not so fine
(Nine!) No Jeremy, not that
It’s game over
Everybody!
One, two, three fluffy clouds in the sky
Four, five, six pretty birds flying high
One, two, three are the chances you get
Four, five, six, all good fortune is spent
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27. |
This Could Be
01:36
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When I first got in the car, y’know I was so scared
But it wasn’t the hip clothes, the crazy piercings, or their colored hair
I thought that they would judge me, call me lame or think I’m nuts
And if they saw the real me then they’d leave me in the dust
Or maybe this could be
Will they be friends with me
They really seem to like me, yeah we could talk all night
Then one pulls out a joint and asks me, “hey kid do you have a light?”
I fumble in my pockets, I can’t seem like a narc
My bright and shiny future is quickly growing dark
Or maybe this could be
The first time I try weed
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28. |
Stayin' Clean
01:54
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Uh oh, some older kids are offering me drugs
Luckily I know what to do
I’ve been taught to avoid peer pressure
To keep my mind pure and my body fresher
Smoking or vaping it’s all the same
Staying clean is the name of the game
Don’t you want to be cool and have lots of friends
Open up your mind, you’re gonna transcend
Cannabis can treat your anxiety
And health issues that are inflammatory
Smoke is terrible for your lungs
And marijuana makes you smell like dung
And reefer’s just a gateway drug
To doing crimes like a common thug
It’s actually legal for recreation
And we’re all about decriminalization
We support expunging records
Of all non-violent drug offenders
I've been scared straight cause I'm a good kid
Don’t wanna go to jail or end up on the skids
I’ll say no and I’ll say it loud
‘Cause I wanna make my Uncle Sam proud
Instead of THC let’s talk CIA
Selling drugs, running guns South America way
Destabilizing governments and poor communities
You really think the USA deserves impunity
I didn’t learn that in history class
You must be lying out of your ass
I said no politely but you won’t stop
Now I’m gonna have to call the cops
That’s enough, get out of my car
I tried being nice but you’re too bizarre
Game over kid, you’re way across town
Good luck getting to the concert now
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29. |
The Burden Of Innocence
02:00
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Pieces of me are broken, made better
Fractured, whole, one hit, all it takes
Heavy, blurred vision, feeling colors
All synapses fire on overdrive
Did I inhale right,lungs are hot cinders
Smoke and vapor waft in the air
Reverberations, my soul echoes
Reality schisms, I think I’m high
I think I’m high
My mind was caged, shattered the bars
Canary flew the coal mine
Shouldered the weight, now I stand tall
Free from the burden of innocence
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30. |
I'm Late
00:43
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Too many distractions, a ride would have been so convenient
I made it to the concert hall, the right one in fact, now that’s an achievement
I didn’t get sick, thrown in jail, or attacked
I can hear the crowd go wild, I hope that I just missed the opening act
I’m late, but not too late
I’m late, time for the show
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These Stains Are Who I Am Somerville, Massachusetts
Two friends writing good songs with dumb lyrics. Our new album/game, "The Concert," is out now! Listen/play at thesestains.com/theconcert
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