Mom's Weekend LP

by Mom's Weekend

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released 22 October 2013

All song written and performed by Mom's Weekend
Recorded and mixed by Mark Speer at 3 Elliot Studios in Athens,OH

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Track Name: Lost in Space
I love looking at the stars. Because they remind me everything is so much bigger than me and that;s such a comforting feeling. Just to know that you're insignificant. A speck of dust, made of the same thing as the stars.

Cosmonauts, come take me away to where pain's not real and the doubts are resolved and friends stick around I just want to revolve around something other than money.

We lost in space.
Track Name: Little Green Plastic Soldier
There's a little green plastic soldier guarding my door. He's been there protecting me since i was just a boy. A little superstition lasting since the first time I was abandoned, when my mom went to prison.

Now I'm a man i must fight for myself. Now I'm ama man i must fight for the things that I love.

You only got one time to live your life. I wouldn't hesitate not to live that shit twice, cause at the end of the day two cents is all you got.
Track Name: I Don't Know...
When I first met you two years ago I was feeling alone, until I found you. And I have to admit, we fell hard fell fast, deep in love, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm sorry. And this might be premature but I think it might be time to call it quits. I've tried this for too long, tried to make things better, but you just keep blaming me.

I don't see it that way.
Track Name: 5am
Walking home at 5am, after a long night in the E.R. I didn't know what would happen. All I knew is that this wasnt working, I tried to stick this one through, but this just isn't healthy.

You were my best friend that I could ever imagine.
you were my best friend even after the havoc.
And all I eve wanted was to make you happy, but you couldn't be happy with yourself.
All I ever wanted was to make you happy.

I don't blame myself for anything and I don't blame you. I just can't stand by and watch this happen. I can't stick around for anything that resembles my childhood. I can't stick around for anything.

You are my best friend that I could ever imagine.
you are my best friend even after the havoc.
And all I eve wanted was to make you happy, and you're starting to find it for yourself.
All I ever wanted was to make you happy.
Track Name: Grab All the Cash You Can, You Look So Good on Camera.
As we pull up in our getaway car, this whole bank seems deserted. I can't believe we've come this far. From accomplices to lovers. And as I'm loading up my gun, you look me deep in the eyes. I'm scared as shit, I just can't wait for all this to be over.

As we're walking in the bank, we're fucking yelling at everyone. "GIVE US THE MONEY AND NO ONE GETS HURT!" But we knew that was a lie. The cops will be here any minuet, we'll shoot them, they'll shoot us. This was never about the money, this was always about the glory.

Give a man a gun, he can rob a bank. Give a man a bank, He can rob the whole world.

Fuck that.
Track Name: The Title Fight
I know it seems like everyday I keep making the same mistakes, but I'm trying hard to make a change. Well at least I'm trying. I can't take back what I can't take back what I said. I was wrong, but at least I admit it. And that's more than most people can say. Yeah that's more than most people can say.

I don't even know what I said. I can't remember leaving the bar. So I don't really know how the fight got started. I know it seems like everyday I keep making the same mistakes, but I'm trying hard to make a change. Well at least I'm trying.
Track Name: It's Just An Old Book
There's no way they won't take us, to hell with them. They think the all got it figured out, cause they read it in a book, written by a man, a long, long, time ago. No, I don't believe. A man in the sky who controls it all. Cause if there were, I don't think he'd let kids starve, while rich fucks win golden statuettes.

So go to church, say your prayers, lean on that cross if that's what you will. But don't you ever try to shove it down my throat. I won't hesitate to tell you to fuck off.
Track Name: The Cream of the Crop
The bell will ring and I'm gonna come in with a couple right hands.
Just to see if you can stand toe to toe.
After a few more I'll throw you hard into the ropes.
Kick you in your gut and piledrive you into the mat.

If I could be the world champion the cream would finally rise to the top.

When I finally have you right where I want you, you'll find a way to kick out on two.
But when I go for the top rope, and give you the flying elbow.
Know you've been beaten by the best.
Track Name: Slowin' It Down (For The Boys Back Home)
If all my friends are slowing it down, I might as well join 'em.