Peaked in High School

by Waitress

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Waitress:

Brian McGhee: guitar/vox
Ryan Houchens: drums
Scott Chalfant: guitar
Kip Conway: bass

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released 15 August 2014

Recorded & mastered by Jesse Mangum at The Glow Recording Studio
Artwork by Joel Rosenburg

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Track Name: Year of the Bad Spider
I watched you burn, oh, I watched you burn it all to the ground, with your best friend standing there with his pants no where to be found. I think you need new friends. Or maybe at least one.

I watched you kiss, oh, I watched you kiss her on the lips, with your little sister standing there just nagging by your hips.

So what if I want to kiss black girls? So what if I want to spend my whole damn day just lounging around without a care in the world?

You spend your whole life thinking about the bad little spider around, from the tops of the trees. "Oh, I'm trembling, just from the thought." So asinine.

I watched you weigh, oh, I watched you weigh the pros and cons of never giving out your bread to that black swan.

So what if I want to kiss black girls? So what if I want to spend my whole damn day just lounging around without a care in the world?

You spend your whole life thinking about the bad little spider around, from the tops of the trees. "Oh, I'm trembling, just from the thought."

It's really kind of beautiful if you boil down to it, you know what I mean? Think about it, just for a second, you know?

Goat.
Track Name: Hogwash
Ransomed for a plate of everything I crave. I climbed my way to the top, just to see you grinning at me.

Slide over the plate, so I can know what it's like to be full. Gnawing off my hands 'cus there's nothing in front of me.

Ransomed for a plate of everything I crave. I climbed my way to the top, just to see you grinning at me.

If I had a bus fare to take me anywhere, I'd just wanna go dine again, so I can find Jesus Christ. Say, what's that you say? You're not hungry? I'm looking at you and I'm thinking, "What a load of hogwash." Go, go, go to your room; more food for your mother and I. I don't know if I can handle this on an empty stomach.

Ransomed for a plate of everything I crave. I climbed my way to the top, just to see you grinning at me.

It gives a whole new meaning to starving to death. I'm licking off your plate while you're grasping for breath.
Track Name: Two-Story Lava Lamp
Do you remember when he bit your tongue? All the blood spewing everywhere hiding inside your gum. Do you remember when she cradled you by the hand? On that lovely evening there at the tip of Japan. Now I know you feel like a buffoon, but if you hear the sound of love, you might as well sing the tune. No judgment here.

I bet you'll never forget waking up inside that bed, and all the thoughts crashing there inside your head:

"Do you recall when you burst onto the scene? Do you recall how you looked so pristine? Now I've got one question for you. Now I've got one simple question for you. Are you a boy? Oh, are you a girl? I'm dying to know, I'm dying to know."
Track Name: Peaked in High School
I think you wanna walk in my shoes, but I just took two naps today and I don't wanna move.

See the funny thing about your persona is it's even more cookie cutter when you're around each other. Standing there in clothes that weren't in style twenty years ago. Look at you with so much rage; I bet you think you're some sort of John Cage. How do I always find myself inside the room?

You always know how to get on my nerves.

I'm not saying it's not art; I'm just saying I don't wanna hear it anymore.
Where did you find that thing that you're playing with?

Will you please make it stop?
Track Name: Island Shot
Who knew that a simple game of H-O-R-S-E would make my life much worse? Now I'm standing here not turning back. One goal, two hands, and nothing more.

So twirl the grass and pray to the Gods. Because there's one way in and no way out, when you're staring down the island shot. Island shot. Island shot, Island shot. ISLAND SHOT.

"Raw: where the shot leaves me gagging for the arrow."