Jollies and Larkers​/​Bite the Pillow

by The Fake Carls

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This is our first release featuring our new trumpet player, James Gillum. Welcome to the band James! We hope you enjoy the music.

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released May 9, 2014

Recorded, mixed and mastered over a long period of time at Vital Sounds Recording Studio.

Recorded by David Paternostro
Mixed and mastered by Randy Rivero and Steven Panacek
Produced by Steven Panacek

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Track Name: Jollies and Larkers
Getting on my feet but it’s taking so much more now
You’re talking to me sweet but I’m looking for the door now
Nothing I hate more than extended invitations
There’s morning in the window it is time for alleviation

You can call it what you like
Just don’t call me ever again
Let me leave you with this last request
You are talking up a big game
But I’m not impressed

Excuse me Dollar General can we dim the lights a minute
There’s a car driving by and I’d like to get in it
There’s nothing I hate more than being stuck with a nice guy
He’ll probably never make a move, will he ever try?

You can call it what you like
And you can call me anytime
Let me leave you with this last request
You are much more than you seem
Baby you pass the test

You can call me what you like
But I know what I want
And let me leave you with this last request
I wanna know some things about you
Before I invest
Track Name: Bite the Pillow
Oh dont you speak child
Cause I know what’s going on
I hear you going wild
And let me tell you that it’s wrong
Didn’t your Mama teach you
To respect people and things
I do not like your actions
Or the terror that they bring

Lying here gripped in fear
I can hear your every move
Letting out with your rhythmic shouts
Like you’ve got something to prove

Trying to clutch my sanity
Between my teeth
But there’s monsters in this room
And they lie underneath
I hope the horror in my voice
Is easy to understand
Tonight I’m gonna bite the pillow
And in the morning gonna cut off both your hands

Lying here gripped in fear
I can hear your every move
Letting out with your rhythmic shouts
Like you’ve got something to prove