NERD ALERT

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released April 1, 2015

all music by:
John Freidel
Peter Kapinos
Nate Luginbill
Joshua Miller

recorded and engineered by:
J.J. Idt

mixed, produced and greened by:
John Freidel

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Track Name: CHEVY BEL AIR
i don't know what it means to me
in the driveway

i don't know what it means to me
on the highway

she takes it hot and steady
and she's leather-bound

i don't know what it means to me
til we drive

my 1950 chevy bel air
gonna take you
anywhere
in my 1950 chevy bel air
we'll go there

we'll go there

i don't know what it means to me
on synthesizer

i don't know what it means to me
being inside her

she takes it hot and steady
and she's leather-bound

i don't know what it means to me
til we drive

my 1950 chevy bel air
gonna take you
anywhere
in my 1950 chevy bel air
we'll go there

in my 1950 chevy bel air
gonna take you
anywhere
in my 1950 chevy bel air
gonna take you
everywhere

in my car
it's so lovely
speed around the streets
Track Name: TEENAGE SEX DREAM
one heart, whole, snared and cross-haired
you transubstantiated dreams
and dairyland fantasy
still
I remember what you said to dull boyfriends
you said:
hey.
i feel so comfortable
proof that i love you
and when i get back to school
i'm going to marry you

you have a baby, now

as lines my circles sometimes,
i circumscribed: i'm in love
With the cold concentration of hot blood
from a lie as the truth untold
on the telephone
you said:
hey.
i can't sleep alone tonight
at least, i don't want to
and when I get back to school
i'm going to sleep with you

you have a baby, now

and when you're children
are having babies
then maybe,
you will remember me
'cause when they're twenty-two
they won't need you
they'll have two children, too
poor you
poor you
pour me another drink
Track Name: HAIRCUTS
i've had better haircuts
but this might be the worst one yet
i even drew you up a picture
of how it played out in my head
and you said,

"yeah, right. can't even draw straight lines.
your fours look like nines and your ess is a five.
i've never seen your face before, but this is my space
so let me do it my way."

why'd i go to night school?
i didn't learn nothing yet.
but i blew off better options
for knowledge i would soon forget
i half-filled all my notebooks
and now i've used up all my pens.
who needs pens?

i built up all my biceps
so i could take the things i want
and ship them off to china
and help my country to export

my mom would always say to me,
"boy, your future's looking bright.
if you would only dare succeed,
the government won't want your mind."
yeah, she said

i could use a haircut
cuz this one's really not my style
but i guess i'll sport it for awhile
Track Name: UNIVERSE CONTEST
the purpose of a table
in terms of plato
is to hold objects
physical objects

the universe's physics
math and science
they give it purpose
universe contest

there's not a thing that you or i can do
but can't speak for you
you've got your own things you run to
we all do

like we even know (X3)
like we'll ever

messianic jewish
protestant mormon
amalgamation
omni-religion

life's a simulation
by future humans
computer programs
control your motives

the future of the species
in terms of theses
is hard to swallow
that's why we wallow

there's not a thing that you or i can do
but can't speak for you
you've got your own things you run to
we all do

like we even know (x 3)
like we'll ever

the thoughts that swirl around my head
the blood that feeds my brain
the heart that keeps my body warm
and gets me through the day

the places i am going to
the places i have been
all the people that i've met
on and off again
Track Name: TRASH FAIRY
trashberry tractor-truck driver
eating gutter and trashberry jam

trashberry jam

magic can that germinates seed
water with oil
and axelrod grease
picking berries
from under trash heaps

down dirt deep
under heaps

smash the berries
to make trashberry wine
let it ferment
for a good 'mount of time
best be careful
cuz it could make you blind

you could go blind
but always feelin' fine

then one day
the trashberry fairy came
and said,
"today
yeah, today is not your day
that's right i came
to take your can away
take your magic can away

then you gave him some wine
for the fairy to taste
he thought it great
yeah, he gave it an 'A'
but then his sight
began to fade away
and he's blind to this very day

trashberry tractor-truck driver
still eating gutter and trashberry jam
that fairy's gone
cuz you stuck it to the man

yeah, trashberry jam
Track Name: SENTIENT SCREEN
big black grays
against white noise
sentient boys
in the shade of an elegant ghost

i fell in love with an icon, it was clear in black and white
made by a body full of wires in stereoscopic light
and with fundamental feeling, i was contemplating life
is a kaleidoscope of images evolved from black and white

oh, i'm
ten years past my prime
and basically behind the times
not that i really mind
or that i really try to be, but
colors ain't kind to the icons in black and white

my time is spent with the symbology of silver streaked beams
the story, it seems, is the emotion in the screams
the sensitive snap like a jungle of rotten trees
and the sexual scenes are in the silver-streaks dreams

oh, god.
all new films are flawed
too real and too damn rotten
not that i am not caught and
that i do not try to be, but
colors ain't kind to the icons in black and white

i want to be in a movie,
but not as myself in a movie,
but as a being in a vacuum
out of space and time

i've been waiting a fantasia all of my life
i've been living as a phantom just to survive
every story is a cinematic dream
i want to live in a dream
Track Name: TEARS
this ends right here
you've done your share of damage

tell me again why you even care?
revenge isn't sweet if it's not revenge

we can't end square
we can, in the end, manage

cuz we know
the ways
underneath
all our rubble
and the trouble
it brings
will cause others
to bubble up
in subtle ways

and we'll tear
tear out our eyes
and bear
bear out our lies
to the world
Track Name: NOTTA LOTTA
gettin' sweaty at a basement house show
i go upstairs cuz they're playing too slow
and fill my cup with some shitty keg beer
and go outside for a smoke

i see you there with your stinky grunge friend
he does a flip off the porch
you both laugh and you slap his shoulder
i sit down on the porch
and take a breath of some deadly toxins
and i wish for more

downtown at the seedy dive bar
i see you there and you order a mai tai
those drinks are sick
all sugar and juice
but i guess it looks alright on you

cuz i'm feeling sloppy
and i ask you over
you smile and head for the door

we're not a lot alike
but you're the one i like
i'm not just being nice
i wanna make it right

we're not a lot alike
we're not a lot alike
i understand you

we stumble over your apartment complex
i'm feelin' good
but i'm nervous 'bout what's comin' next
we get close
you offer a toast
to all the guys that you could've chose, yeah

you're gettin' closer
and you touch my shoulder
crimson, clover
it's all over
you look away as i look at you
you're the one that i want

we're not a lot alike
but you're the one i like
i'm not just being nice
i wanna make it right
Track Name: SCIENCE IS MAGIC
"go and measure anything to a certain degree"
"well, the closer i look the less certainty i see"
"chemical change can be the color you see"
"well the spectrum is perception i see personally"
"blueprint a building with important degrees"
"they will be flawed by a factor of safety"
"take medicine to make all the pains decrease"
"them drugs are addicted to a dude like me"

in a world where words mean nothing
and the books are all the same
science is magic
knowledge is static
time is space

put up walls and call it freedom
fill the prisons with tvs
science is magic
knowledge is static
time is space

we'll forget the past
and we can all be free to invent mythologies
create internal worlds
the size of which are beyond our human means
and we'll overreach
until our potential is so squandered
that we'll get nowhere fast
critical mass

we'll forget the past
and we can all be free to invent mythologies
for all the population
will believe in things they cannot see
cuz seeing is believing
and we'll lose our sight
and it will no longer matter
if we're wrong or right
goodnight

my orb's a dense poly-ethyl plastic
with lights that dance with the passing traffic
and in silhouettes of swirling smoke
i saw the light leaving lumps in my throat
i silently screamed
a little excited
i knew i was right
i'm always right

our wounding world's on a wound-up coil
s stiff spring that sprung strait out of the soil
snd the song it made came tinny and erratic
i heard it loud amid the tv's static
and when it let go
it went without warning
whirling off in the distance
doomed to explode

as was foretold