Lay Where You Collapse EP

by the transcendents

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released July 8, 2015

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The Transcendents are based in Christchurch, New Zealand. The second full-length album - Dirt Songs - is OUT NOW! Download for free or grab a 12" heavyweight gatefold vinyl copy while ya can!

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Track Name: Ed Ruscha
Ed Ruscha

It’s a happy mess
A particular kind of heaven
Another Hollywood dream bubble popped
December sixteen nineteen thirty seven

Fat boy, Hot shot
Texas hairspray
Cold beer, beautiful girls
What else can I possibly say

I used to say Rhoos-ka
But it’s really Roo-shay
Petrol station on fire!
Country Cityscapes

Thirty four parking lots
Real estate opportunities
Babycakes with weights
Dysfunctional family

Utopian Slumps
A certain form of hell
Bliss bucket, Wall rockets
That was then this is now

I used to say Rhoos-ka
But it’s really Roo-shay
La Cienega on fire!
Damn traffic today…

Omaha, middle America
Get to the heart of matters
Standard Station, Amarillo
Nineteen sixty nine Crackers

Royal Road test
Honey I Twisted
I don’t want no
Goddamn retrospective

I used to say Rhoos-ka
But it’s really Roo-shay
Museum of art on fire!
Dance the night away…
Track Name: Running In Reverse
Running In Reverse

There were icebergs accumulating
Floating down the street
Offenders assimilating
And counting the beat
There were targets on our backs
Wreaths at our feet
Sweetest damn girl
You ever did meet
Unidentified face down
Sinking in the creek
Blowing your inheritance
Inherently weak
We never tried thinking
Before we would speak
Square peg round hole
Just needs a little tweak

What’s the running order
(Running in reverse)
Where’s the gagging order
(Running In Reverse)
What’s the running order
(Running in reverse)
If I came last
Then who was first

We were found wanting
Not what we want to find
Putting on a brave face
And pretending not to mind
Caring is creepy
And we’re running out of time
Hating is easy
When you’re spinning your line
But it keeps getting harder
The more you keep trying
Accidentally told the truth
In between all the lying
All the dull lustre
Losing it’s shine
All that we could muster
Was a whimper and a whine
Track Name: Every Road
Every Road

Stroll down the avenue
Walk the boulevard
March in the streets
And the promenade
Traffic in the thoroughfare
Range the interstate
Cruising on the highway
Drift the parade

All you’ve really got to know
Is that every road leads back home
Yeah all you’ve really got to know
Is that every road leads back home

Driving on broadway
Every row, lane and path
Wandering the turnpike
Roaming the bypass
Travel every course
Explore each route
Crescents and cul-de-sacs
An endless pursuit

All you’ve really got to know
Is that every road leads back home
Yeah all you’ve really got to know
Is that every road leads back home

Blood on the tracks on the car stereo
On the long winding road out of Kenepuru
I’d just finished the Luminaries – finally – the night before
As the song came on I said to you
That the Evening Standard had compared the book
To Lily, Rosemary, and the Jack of Hearts
You asked if that was a valid thing to say
And I said I didn’t know
But I took their point
Noting the layers and complexities
As I wondered aloud
Is it more difficult to achieve in 5 short minutes or 800 long pages

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