The headaches of our fathers
Climb the ladders of a generation
And they're always up ahead
As we cycle once again
Will they ever resolve
Feeling sentimental
For the loss of it all
Drop the clutch let the teeth start gnashing
Head left for a while til we end up right
This is all too familiar
All, all too familiar
All, all too familiar
All, all too familiar
Hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait to pass the torch again
To the runner moving swiftly out of sight
We didn't even know the game could be over
If we didn't sacrifice for sake of the blue sky
Drop the clutch let the teeth start gnashing
Head left for a while til we end up right
This is all too familiar
All, all too familiar
All, all too familiar
All, all too familiar
Drop the clutch let the teeth start gnashing
Head left for a while til we end up right
This is all too familiar
All, all too familiar
All, all too familiar
All, all too familiar
The Boston indie rockers return, with their characteristic mix of poignant lyrics and melodies that can turn from delicate to anthemic. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2019
An almost anti-blues/anti-rock style that masters classic sounds while mocking the industry’s perceived seriousness. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2018