oliver's dizzy feet
stumbled him into the street
in a town that's coated crimson
by dick joke cackling white boys
and ghosts that whiten your hair
with a kind of frightening stare
oh, oliver, where do you reside?
it's a heart shaped state
in a collage
eight tracks in a garage
I love the sound, the surgical pop
of your collage
muddy tracks in a garage
I get so tired
they don't ever stop
the shouts from under the driveway
startling those yard sale shoppers
they didn't know he was just singing along
oh, oliver, we sing along
to your collage
eight tracks in a garage
I love the sound, the surgical pop
of your collage
muddy tracks in a garage
I get so tired
they don't ever stop
Sparkling synthpop with an emphasis on high-wattage chords and the kind of melodies that burrow themselves deep in the brain. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2023