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Grief It Up, Party Kids! –​ ​EP

by Cosmic Johnny

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Daniel Doodle Doo full of jams Favorite track: Resentment.
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the story's been getting old; i'm sorry i wrote this a year ago, i burned all the copies and so it goes, and that's how the dice are rolled red flags, hidden beneath the folds these trembling hands are cold and clammy but mirroring half a smile, uncanny, uncanny and so it goes, and that's how the dice are rolled red flags, hidden beneath the folds painted fingers tapping on cherry painted lids blink in time i saw the western rain in your eyes i saw those late night lilac skies where are all the things that i buried? can i say that i tried reading the words and tracing the lines, painting the lands that you described? canary flew the coop; bad timing if mary still loves you, keep climbing, keep climbing and so it goes, and that's how the dice are rolled red flags, hidden beneath the folds painted fingers tapping on cherry painted lids blink in time i saw the western rain in your eyes i saw those late night lilac skies where are all the things that i buried? can i say that i tried reading the words and tracing the lines, painting the lands that you described? you lived in the mountains; it treated you well if not for the cold air and we know there are places where it doesn't snow but we wouldn't want to live there and when your closet is all out of space let your hair grow to cover your face hide your heart in the gold in your ear i can hear, i can hear, i can hear all the memories that we replaced all the sentences i chose to waste i said i'd have stories for you in a year now we're here, now we're here, now we're here painted fingers tapping on cherry painted lids blink in time i saw the western rain in your eyes i saw those late night lilac skies where are all the things that we buried? can we say that we tried reading the words and tracing the lines, painting the lands that you described?
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i don't understand why anybody makes their beds wasting effort on a mess that'll be a mess again and they say that i should talk to somebody more qualified than you but if i charge you all a buck, then i think this'll do and i'd like to believe there's something better waiting there at the end for me it's been a little while now since i've had a decent haircut and when i see me in the mirror, i'm not sure what to think and they say around the world some seven people are your clone well do they take care of their skin? do people tell them "i love you"? or do they just stay home and drink? and i worry aloud that everybody's got it figured out somehow and why shouldn't they? we're all adults here but how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard to get out of bed and never starve? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard to get out of bed and never starve? how can it be so hard? and when i woke up yesterday to little hairs on my pillow i wiped the blood off of my nose and i went out and did the laundry and i haven't been to church since my parents used to take me but i saw jesus in the coin-op; he was crying in his coffee and i saw something new in the little things i forced myself to do but how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard to get out of bed and never starve? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard to get out of bed and never starve? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard to get out of bed and never starve? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard? how can it be so hard to get out of bed and never starve?
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Resentment 04:51
we went out drinking in some suburban crowded place i said i'm feeling real good tonight; it's time to make some mistakes the only words i'm confident in i live to regret and they say true love is dead, but i haven't finished killing it yet it might be my fault for not knowning how to talk to you without advice from my friends but i wanna come back to this i don't wanna fade into resentment the back of the mind is not a nourishing place to live ran into you on my way out the door, we both hadn't slept a mile a minute we thought through the options for moves we had left but i never figured it out just spent a while living in doubt but maybe i'm better off without any peace of mind it might be my fault for not knowing how to look at you without the sinking feeling that i've locked my keys in a house on fire but i wanna come back to this i don't wanna fade into resentment the back of the mind is not a nourishing place to live and something happened but we fractured it and i don't know how to prevent it the rest of the time in the world's not a generous gift to give i'm feeling like a balloon untied, deflating in space in other words, i'm feeling real bad tonight; it's time to make some mistakes it might be my fault for not wanting to remember you cause all i see when i see your eyes is the barrel of a gun and it might be my fault for not knowing how to talk to you without advice from vodka, whisky, and several shots of rum but i wanna come back to this i don't wanna fade into resentment the back of the mind is not a nourishing place to live and something happened but we fractured it and i don't know how to prevent it the rest of the time in the world's not a generous gift to give and i just wanna live and i just wanna live and i just wanna live and i just wanna live
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Houston 07:12
when i was younger, i thought the moon was falling down at the end of the night but when i grew up, i learned the truth was the universe just swings away from you sometimes i toss and turn and i can't fall asleep with someone else in the bed next to me are we still us when our minds are asleep or just the faces and the bodies we've worked so hard to keep? i've never known i've never known (ground control to major fuckup) i've never known i've never known (ground control to major fuckup) cosmic johnny's in over his head again friday night between the cans and packs of medicine he finds somebody he can fall asleep with who makes him feel like he's alive at the right time but after half a hangover the magic slips and i wake up inside of my own private berenstain rift and there's just a spot of drool where the heart used to be slipped out the pocket of my cheek and once again i can't fall asleep i should've known i should've known (ground control to major fuckup) i should've known i should've known (ground control to major fuckup) we're all alone in outer space they won't remember all the messes we made we'll disappear without a trace we're all alone in outer space they won't remember all the messes we made we'll disappear without a trace there's something happening to my heart i feel it kicking around, i feel it picking me apart and once i've given all i can to productivity what do i do with all the shit that's still inside of me? do you read me, houston? no, there's no problem i just wanted to talk. how are the kids down on the ground? i put my space cadet helmet on and wonder when the universe is finally gonna swing me back around we're all alone in outer space they won't remember all the messes we made we'll disappear without a trace but i'm in over my head again we're all alone in outer space they won't remember all the messes we made we'll disappear without a trace but i'm in over my head again we're all alone in outer space we're all alone in outer space we're all alone in outer space

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for scrungo beepis, the truest party kid of them all-- we grief it up in yr name

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released February 17, 2017

Music by Mike Suh except Houston, by Mike Suh, Felicity Squish, Marcus Dembinski and Cammie Davis
All lyrics by Mike Suh

Cosmic Johnny & Friends
Mike Suh – Lead vocals, rhythm guitar
Marcus Dembinski – Drums
Cammie Davis – Lead guitar
Sidney Gish – Backing vocals
Felicity Squish – Bass guitar (tracks 1, 3, 5)
Will Kwiatkowski – Bass guitar (tracks 2 and 4)
Keithe LaFlabme – Moral support

Tracks 1 and 3 produced by Jessie Brown
Tracks 2 and 4 produced by Felicity Squish
Track 5 produced by Otto Klammer
Tracks 1-4 engineered by Loren Dorland
Track 5 engineered by Andres Abello
Mastered by Felicity Squish

Assistant engineers: Andres Abello, Kenny Harmon, Henning Rotstein, Jane Stenvig, Madly Stock (tracks 1 and 3), Otto Klammer, Al von Staats (tracks 2 and 4)

Artwork by Zach Silberberg

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Cosmic Johnny Boston, Massachusetts

3am existential rock for the kids who vaguely know what spacex is but couldn't, like, Describe it to you.

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