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She asks me where I'm going
Cause I'm always going somewhere
I tell her I'm going home
And she is not invited
She clarifies her question
Says she heard people were drinking
I give her our motto
The people of Fayetteville
I say, "Buster's or Smoke & Barrel"
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Love Song
02:23
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I'm trying to be earnest
Talking to you makes my hands shake
But there's no goal I have in mind
Without looking for an ending
We don't have to discover beginnings
I can sleep easy all the time
I'm not* sure that I'm worthy
I know that I'm not
I might be singing the gospel
But I'm not looking for an alter
I'm only looking for a light
Your face looks just as soft
As the sincerity I'm forcing
There's nothing for you here and there never will be
I'm sure that I'm worthy
I know that I'm not
*I accidentally sang "not" here which totally changes the meaning and feel of the chorus. The second chorus I sang as intended, and you can decide which version you prefer.
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Get Lit or Die
01:55
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I don't feel too good
I don't know why I thought I would
The mantra I try to live by
Is stealing all my money
Get lit or die
I hope my slang is fluent
Would hate to expose my aging
My baby face is my smokescreen
No one asks questions when yr partying
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I reach for my William Stafford poetry collection
The one I've left out in the rain on two different occasions
I flip to the poem you showed me
When everything seemed to be right where it should be
You're too easily amused by parlor tricks in the bar
Anyone can learn them if they take a little time
If anyone can do it just ask me to learn it
I'd rather that than you just leave me behind
The darkness around us is deep
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Some Thoughts on the Set
01:16
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The periphery of my vision
Leads me to discover opinions
That I mask about my friends
When I think I might see them coming
Sometimes I may neglect
The nice things I could say
I'll be honest with you
Please be honest with me
It's not always your fault
The room can be unfriendly
Sonically and/or socially
Let's be up front about it
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I'm smart enough for the initial idea
Not smart enough to figure it out
My plans never go anywhere
But I don't mind all that much
I'm feeling lousy it's a perpetual state
Maybe that's why I'm always staying up late
The morning always answers
But only when I want it to
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I'm So Tired
01:30
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I had a dream last night
That everyone I knew had died
And at first I felt sad
And I felt scared
But then I realized
That I'd finally be alone
And I'd finally get
A full nights sleep
I'm so tired
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My new shirt
Didn't change me like I thought it would
Three toned stripes and short sleeves
I thought it would bring about a new me
I'm not sure why I thought it would
I'm not sure why I tried it out
I'm just at home by myself
Taking off my shirt
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Sloppy Domestic
00:58
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Your legs quit churning
Like they normally do
After a night of arguing
Over beer and bad ideas
Maybe in the morning
You'll rise like a phoenix
But maybe your flame
Will only manifest a headache
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Putting a Storm to Sleep
01:24
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You told me about your trip to Chicago
While we sat beneath the dogwood trees
I don't want to suggest you're boring
But you could have put a storm to sleep
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You say that you love me
You say that you trust me
You let me cum on your tummy
The why'd you buy all these condoms?
Oh oh I'm pretending
To be okay with a polyamorous relationship
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I'd like to lose 15 pounds
Yeah that's the weight I'd like to be
I'd like to start a band with Travis Keym
We've already got a name picked out
I'd like to go for a run
I'd like to run over songs
I just can't seem to lose weight
I can't seem to get ahold of Travis Keym
I wish I were thinner
(Maybe like Travis Keymer)
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Dick Moose
00:56
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Dick Moose doesn't mind if I'm rude
He cuts me down
Dick Moose doesn't mind if I move
As long as I'm in town
And it really tore me up
When you said you wished I was Dick Moose
But that happens a lot
To tell the truth
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Familiar Heat
02:22
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Well it's back
That familiar heat
Little messier than before
Probably won't get better
But I tried
At least I tried
I tried
For me I tried
Bugs come out in the moisture
The accumulation is rising
Ants, beetles and spiders
My companions in clutter
(Chorus)
The night is no better
Even when I'm sober
Spending money of bad things
When I've got money for nothing
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Clumsy Dreams
00:44
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My clumsy dreams
It's where I want to be
Cause I fucked it up
But it doesn't matter if I'm asleep
And I have a headache
I've had too much caffeine
I just wanna get back
To my clumsy dreams
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I have no idea why I was worried
I put all of my faith in my feelings
That's hyperbolic but only by a hair
I'm not that invested, I'm just selfish
I'm waiting for warning signs
I'm waiting with closed eyes
Now I mean it absolutely
When I say that I don't care
But that doesn't mean I can't start smiling
A good pickup is worth every let down
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This is just filler
The sound is consistent
I am no thriller
But I can be fun
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When the summer gets muggy
And I'm descended on by flies
I wonder if they think I'm garbage
Or if I'm just projecting from the misery
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No Goals
00:36
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I rarely set goals
But when I reach them
I'm reminded
Why I don't set goals
Cause it on't make me feel good
Nothing makes me feel good
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