At your job you get time to talk
I’m waiting in line to say what I want
I’m just a regular
I’m the scribbled name on receipt paper
Some of them say that I’m just too soft
Clara’s concerned I’m not queer enough
I’m like the hologram of your vacant father
In piss-stained pants
clapping his hands like it’s alright
Every night I’m feeling so lonely
Every time I wish you could hold me
I’m staring at my face in the bathroom, and I can’t cry
Is it the last time?
I’m doing what my energy told me
Everything about you don’t feel right
Conversations end with a cold hug and a bus ride
I’m not alright
Every night I’m feeling so lonely
Every time I wish you could hold me
I’m staring at my face in the bathroom, and I can’t cry
Is this a good bye?
I’m never getting used to that feeling
Just like a little hole in the ceiling
I’m staring at my face in the bathroom
and I can’t cry
Summer picnic in hollyhock
I’m running the circuit to find a spot
I even fool around with
the curious strangers from out of town
Watching movies won’t get me far
I’m calling my brother who talks a lot
Always a fire truck or an ambulance screaming passed my house
Guess that’s home in the end
Too Many Zooz return with more brass-driven dance music full of whipping, frenetic tempos and triumphant horn blasts. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2019