Released: 2005

Label: Common Wall Media

Produced by Bob Hoag and Fine China

Written by Rob Withem

Recorded by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording from September - October 2004

Design: Kris McCaddon

Robert Withem: Voice, guitar, keys

Josh Dooley: Guitars

Thom Walsh: Drums

Greg Markov: Bass guitar

Bob Hoag: Additional keys, percussion and voice

01 Rated-R Movie

Murky and detestable
Kisses are the cheapest kind of drug
Strings relay the message
Everybody wants to be in love

But stop. Stop. Stop. Rewind
Did you see the microphone?
Did you hear the camera that lied?

Come on, come on, come on
All the others wear black and I want to be cool like that
Come on, come on, come on
All the other nice girls took a blade and removed their curls

Panning to the left we see
Evidence that leads us to believe
"Life could be this full for me"
Pills ensure that no one will conceive

But stop. Stop. Stop. Rewind
Did you see the microphone?
Did you hear the camera that lied?

The Secret Keeper’s on the line
Reminding me to be ye kind

02 Don’t Frown

The radio has got my ears
Ringing - I've got to get away from here
The people of the town
Don't seem to hear the same sound

The jaws of life just left my place
A twisted smoking heap of waste
A pile of bricks and wood lie
Where our life once stood
You kissed me on the transit line
Whisper to me, "Everything is fine."
And deep within my skin
Muscles inside my face begin to rise

Hold my hand
I'm nervous
And now is when you say this:
"You're such a killjoy."
"You're such a killjoy."

Survival of fittest
Never pertained to this and
How did you know? How did you know?
How did you know? How did you know?

I don't remember how it used to be
Before this all went down
But I still hear the sound -
It burst my ears and it's still that loud

Please hang around, tell me don’t frown

03 Are You on Drugs?

I don't want to be the one
Who kicks you in the eye
And I don't want to take a hatchet
To your heart

But everybody knows
Everybody knows that it's not love
Are you on drugs?

Remind me how you met
Cause I'm a little bit unsure what you said
My listening skills have quite a way to go

04 The Cells Divide (And I Might Ruin My Life)

I saw you in a restaurant
As happy as can be
You were a vision of tranquility
I wished that it were me
So I designed a postcard
To send out to my friends
It has a photograph of you
And it said, "Happy. The End."

And I might ruin my life
If I rely on these hands and eyes
But cells divide
And tonight, tonight
I'm alive

I wish I was transparent so
My organs could be viewed
Then you would see what my pale skin conceals
Blood pumping through my veins
But I know that it's impossible
To prove myself that way
It's just a dream I have
A plan that will never see
The light of day

05 Skull and Crossbones

Somebody said I'm "nice"
It tweaked me cause they're right
Kept me up all night
Then I thought about that word
And all the things I've heard
I can't help but be hurt

In the morning I wake up with the sun
And my hands toil until the day is done

I can't keep up with Jones
I hate skull and crossbones
I ain't Andy Warhol
I'm not thunderstruck

My baby thinks I'm tired
But I feel like I'm wired
Lets go out, spin our tires
Play records that we love
See countrysides because
That's what I'm thinking of

06 Bivouac

Frightened by some unseen thing
Crying in your sleep again
We were not successful in
Our attempts to wake you
To make it stop

Redhead boy who never sleeps
Is taking hold of my short sleeve
"We can read these books," he says
And if God wills, I'll read them
I'll read them all

Our hands move the earth
Like yellow machines our hands search
For rusty remains decades old

07 I’m Sorry for the Hating

I want to build a house that's made of stone
And live in it with you alone
I want to raise some children while we're young
And see if we can have some fun

And we both know
I'm sorry for the hatred in my soul
And we both know
All about what it means to doubt

I've got a fine alarm clock in the sun
And I can tell direction from the sky
Why not fill our bellies from the earth?
Why not live in joy and die in mirth?

And we both know
I'm sorry for the hatred in my soul
And we both know
All about what it means to doubt
All about how to live without
All about what it means to doubt

08 I Can’t Fall Asleep

I can't fall asleep
Cause the band inside my head won't let me
I can't count more sheep
Cause you shouldn't have to fall asleep like that

At 26 years old
They'll ask how much you've sold
You've sold
But you know I can hold my own
You hold yours

I can't fall asleep
Cause outside of my window is the street
And I am too weak
To stop the thoughts I think

09 Moving Up

This one's in for five to seven
That one's in for life
This one sent his son to heaven
Along with his wife
The hammer fell and now he waits

Another one I heard about has reached the pinnacle
Got the girl and saved the the firm from disaster unknown
The future dilates the eyes

And I can recall times when I didn't know where to go
In fact there are many more than few
But I remain calm
Cause it's the easiest thing to do
I just whistle some old tune

And everyone I know if going somewhere
Everyone I know is moving up

10 My Worst Nightmare

What about love?
Arrest my wife fore
Being too nice
Saving my life
She says to me, "You're so severe."
And she is so right
And I will change tonight

I wake up
Mattress is bare
House empty
Nobody there
That's my worst nightmare!
I go out
I talk to myself
I sleep too much
And ruin my health
That makes me feel bad

I cannot think
And I am not breathing
But heart still beats
And eyes are seeing
Maybe it's me - or everybody
It's hard to say
Harder to change your ways

11 Prosecute Electrocute

You were my first attraction
You were my lifestyle
I was on my way
I read the books about you
They filled my shelves and
Fell out to the floor

I wish I could
Show you life
Be delight
But I only
Prosecute, electrocute my lover
Prosecute, electrocute my friends

I made my worst transaction
I made the walls tumble to the floor
We were all wounded in the
Rubble and we were
Nearly all
Killed that night

12 Person of the Month

I want to be the person of the month
I want to hear you say you're still in love
And what if all I've said's misunderstood
Because their hearts are made of wood?

I know now
Just how it feels to be you
That's why you'll see my
Head in hands

Connect the dots I think that you will find
A skull and bones forming designs
Intended as a warning to remind
You of the times that they weren't kind

I think we'll get along
I think we'll get along