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Young & in Debt

by Old Flame

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1.
I tuned into the radio on the long way home But no one seems to listen anymore Voice coming in faltered and then spoke Don’t tell this story to a single soul Blankets on the windows keeping out the lies Huddled together in the neon light Some say it is a farce but it’s no surprise We’re dangerous when we’re dreaming Listen to my story, most of us imprisoned Law pressing us for our watchdog’s howl Confiscate secret tapes charged with crimes against the state Ain’t no way to turn back now What will give, when they’re listening in What will give, would you cut off your right hand? What will give, when they’re listening in What will give, pretend to be a friend? Watching television with the volume down Don’t let them catch you learning how to love Your father don’t love your mother, she don’t love him Because he’s working for the government Censorship is the height of vanity, how do you lie so completely? Wondering Why are these streams are so bitter? When you Poisoned them so sweet Take my words as warning, I know it is alarming Hundreds of eyes watch your every move Driving down the road thinking you’re alone Listen to the radio listen to you What will give, when they’re listening in What will give, would you cut off your right hand? What will give, when they’re listening in What will give, pretend to be a friend? What will give, when they’re listening in What will give, would you cut off your right hand? What will give, when they’re listening in What will give, pretend to be a friend? Watching television with the volume down Don’t let them catch you learning how to love Your father don’t love your mother, she don’t love him Because he’s working for the government Watching television with the volume down Don’t let them catch you learning how to love Your father don’t love your mother, she don’t love him Because he’s working for the government Oh he’s working for the government Someone pirated this video to show me a life that is better than this I’m hungry for revolution in the streets so fold your fingers into a fist My lover is made of a television, to give me a vision of what I could have missed n
2.
Grew up told we’d reached capacity No room to speak no room to breath No one handed us a silver key To get to the country of dreams Take me to the city of your youth Where you thought you found original truth Horizon line like row of teeth Can’t move the weight from underneath Somewhere there’s a white tower Inside there lives the lies and power Have to pay your way up the stairs Cause the man at the top only wants it all The only way to live Is to buy something we can’t pay back From the cradle to the grave Work ourselves until we crack Maybe it’s all in my head Raised from birth to be young and in debt Well there ain’t no time to start again Falling in the red with your first step Clock in your pain and keep quiet Don’t let them hear you plan the riot Appear as though you don’t mind this Won’t see it coming if we’re all behind it Let’s have kids while we’re still young So we can teach them how to run From the faceless hands that long To monetize their waking thoughts Take me to the city of your youth Where you thought you found original truth Horizon line like row of teeth Can’t move the weight from underneath The only way to live Is to buy something you can’t pay back From the cradle to the grave Work ourselves until we crack Maybe it’s all in my head Raised from birth to be young and in debt Well there ain’t no time to start again Falling in the red with your first step We’re the ones who never sleep While they’re selling all our day dreams Maybe it’s all in my head Raised from birth to be young and in debt Well there ain’t no time to start again Falling in the red with your first step
3.
Hollow 04:30
4.
Full 03:18
5.
Dead Wrong 03:25
6.
Send Me Away 06:04
Brought the people to the streets So they could listen in Glow of prison light Her radiant refrain Gonna send me away If I speak up, speak up Gonna send me away If I cry out, cry out If you’re lucky you’ll get all the money There’s not enough to go around If you’re lucky you’ll get all the money Be the loneliest man in town Beneath the glaring color You’re nothing but your name The beauty that surrounds us Is dressed up all the same I’d rather have roses on my table Than diamonds round my neck Tell me that the water is rising Because I can think for myself Gonna send me away If I speak up, speak up Gonna send me away If I cry out, cry out If you’re lucky you’ll get all the money There’s not enough to go around If you’re lucky you’ll get all the money You’ll be the loneliest man in town Wasn’t made for this machine But they won’t set me free Oh we have lost the truth There’s nothing we can do Wasn’t made for this machine But they won’t set me free Oh we have lost the truth There’s nothing we can do Ohhhhh
7.
Lip Service 03:54
Fiction dogs starving, words are wasted Trying to feed them empty sound Sit up all night, talking and smoking Count the dead and wait ‘til morning comes You said--”It is a tiny glimmer but its a glimmer all the same I am just a simple man, hear you calling my name.” He was such a trip, he was hardly there Leaving me hanging with that uneven stare Didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service Didn’t order your lip service Didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service Didn’t order your lip service I ain’t no hired gun, still got my dignity Everyone’s reaching for a piece Of a man who ain’t got no civility Won’t give my days to wait on bended knee While you’re looking in the mirror at someone I can’t see It is a tiny glimmer but its a glimmer all the same I am just a simple man, hear you calling my name. (Comes in later While you burn all your bridges, and the surrounding towns ‘Till everything comes tumbling down Didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service Didn’t order your lip service Didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service I didn’t order your lip service Didn’t order your lip service There’s one thing that was never said When the only thing left was the back of your head Walking away like it made sense Leaving your lies like some game of chance Come on get your money and run, run, run You won’t clear your name leaving me undone Get the hell out of town change your name You’ll never find me knocking at your door again
8.
Echo Base 04:14
Honey I’m so tired “All the women in me are so tired.” Call me if you change your mind. No use working overtime Why are we so broken-hearted Don’t let them catch us with our heads down You’re the great American novel And I can’t my keep words in a bottle Call me if you change your mind But I’m not coming back this time Why are we so broken-hearted Don’t let them catch us with our heads down Why are we so broken-hearted Why are we so broken-hearted Why are we so broken-hearted
9.
Long Range 05:57
We don’t run to the whistle of money, do we darling? We’re ok out here on our own Looking for your face in every face I meet after the show And you’re under your big sky burying that hole We talk, talk, talk We talk, talk, talk, we talk Until the morning comes We talk, talk, talk We talk, talk, talk, we talk Until the morning comes Speak to me of love That’s what I think I need But the fox has run from town With my heart in her teeth Our bones won’t carry this no more I’m the only son in this state of war Even wise man, don’t know just what’s in store Please help me drag my love ashore We talk, talk, talk We talk, talk, talk, we talk Until the morning comes We talk, talk, talk We talk, talk, talk, we talk Until the morning comes Speak to me of love That’s what I think I need But the fox has run from town With my heart in her teeth If not now then when Everything has been done before So let’s do it all again If not now then when Everything has been done before So let’s do it again Long range Remote Dropped call Cheap joke
10.
Smoke Show 03:51

credits

released May 11, 2019

All songs written and performed by OLD FLAME

OLD FLAME is:

Emma Ayres: lead vox
Sam Perry: guitars, synth guitar, backing vox
Nate Mondschein: bass, keys, synths, add. guitars, aux. perc, backing vox, programming
Ken Birchall: drums, aux. perc.

Produced by Nate Mondschein
Recorded by Andrew Oedel at Ghost Hit Recording and Nate Mondschein at Echo Base Studios
Mixed by Andrew Oedel at Ghost Hit Recording
Mastered by Andy Casella at Shape Recording


Album Art and design by Sam Perry

Special thanks to: Hannah Rosenbaum and Andy Casella, Blue, Ida, Linda Tardif, Ellie and Chris Perry, Jim and Maria Ayres, Ivy Olcott, Laura Norman, Melissa McClung, Ryan Verhegge, David and Rebecca Sela, Kara Kharmah, Dean Matthews, Scott Macpherson,

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Old Flame is born of the Western-MA DIY scene, and spins gritty honey rasp vocals into an art rock nostalgia with a shoegaze afterglow

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