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What's On Outside

by Loose Buttons

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1.
Garden roamer Coulda sworn I had the plot figured out But this season’s over Can barely keep my plants alive Lost the keys to my hometown One day I know Won’t be able to call my old man on the phone Veins stuck up like airwaves Sorry for the times that I Brushed off your advice Sing me to bed What the night had marked in red A mama’s boy Watching dad sports I’ve been try’n since ‘94 T-T-Take me home Nine-minute mile Career minor leaguer forcing a smile Once a promising ride If it’s the end then at least we can say that we tried Part-time showman And a suitcase roam an empty carousel Heading out to nowhere Tryna fit but hit the curb Don’t stop, the screen’s black Sing me to bed What the night had marked in red A mama’s boy Watching dad sports I’ve been trying since ‘94 T-T-Take me home Feeling Good Nine-minute mile Career minor leaguer forcing a smile The boys dressed in blue Are back on TV disappointing me too Once a promising ride If it’s the end then at least we can say that we tried T-T-Take me home Feeling Good Another new season starts soon Something sweet out of the blue Take me home
2.
I didn’t wanna freak you out, freak you out Look what they started, blue knees curbing down on all our hope The honey croons on Crescent Street This wine feels rather weak The proof is on the pavement And wire hung shoes A life-vest breach, they decided Sweet old intrigue, the shipwrecked dreams Of modern kids Are we too late? I didn’t wanna freak you out, freak you out Look what they started, blue knees curbing down on all our hope But I was gonna stay home tonight How could I? Something wrong? Cause We don’t need a John Wayne To save the day Throw your dated views away The same unknowns we keep on chasing Left foot, left foot racing Our eyes close before the lens Face you hear behind the scream Are we too late? I didn’t wanna freak you out, freak you out Look what they started, blue knees curbing down on all our hope Achilles Heel And we all know the deal Sick what it reveals The same treatment as Bobby Seale Just on newer wheels Down on three-eight But now are we too late? A window seat The government cheese From some federal suite Dry martinis on charming streets But I was gonna stay home tonight How could I?
3.
Cartoon in conversation Been trying to get in on the joke Or maybe meditation While sitting alone in my own smoke Lunch break coffee tongue Mental, misinformation Believed everything I was in school, who knew And insecurity Such a jealous dude With vanilla views Oh, and everything to lose We’re getting heavy And it takes me to a place I hate to go again But I’ll stop along the way at common motels See me staring out the window just to stay away From all of the words in my way And it takes me to a place I hate to go again But I’ll stop along the way at common motels See me staring out the window just to stay awake With all of the words in my way
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If this town makes you sick Pack your pillow and your Soviet Sweater, digest the politics It’s been hard to keep up with the headstones Maybe it’s not what you wanted but you got what you see Anticipating pinocchio moments just living on the screen It’s just what it seems Sorry, I tried to go the weekend dry Spared my face the razor side And packed the car tight Caught me at a bad time I leave it all outside Certain kind of midnight And then it’s all worse I must admit, must admit I’ve been sitting more than I’ve been thinking Write me back into the script We need a hero but I’m wearing a cape I can’t fill Sorry I, tried to go the weekend dry Spared my face the razor side And packed the car tight Caught me at a bad time I leave it all outside Certain kind of midnight And then it gets worse Livid and lonely, don’t let it go down, what’s in a win for you Skinheads and their revive Free-for-all, rank and file Spare me your pity, don’t let it go down Keep shunning all the daylight And trolling those threads To give yourself a break So if you don’t mind now Let your fingers move along and do the talking
5.
Swing a hammer, train the dog that you misplaced Sharpen those ice skates Trek out to Japan Fishing with the band Harry’s on the phone again from Chicago Tough act to follow Bell Bottom headaches Virtual birthdays No one cares for guitars anymore The lists came out I suppose Yesterday, it keeps on weaving in with doubt
6.
Knew a time when we could dream There’s ancient grandads on the TV screen Never one to close the blinds But who can live up to what’s on outside? Reexamine all the scars Wrote you some words on a birthday card Sweep it all under the rug Try to talk just like the kids Insufficient Babylon Isn’t it hard to deal? You wouldn’t want to waste your last meal Playing the part you stream Can it be as bad as it seems? Here I go again I fear I’m last year’s man Been telling myself there’s no one here to save No one home, Please behave Are we alright again? I shift with fingers crossed A 404 Not Found look upon your face Isn’t it hard to deal? You wouldn’t want to waste your last meal Playing the part you stream Can it be as bad as it seems?
7.
Promise to read all the books that you have lent me Learning how to cook too Find a new way to shed old versions of myself for you You know what I’ve gone through But enough of me you get the clue that I have reasons, one’s I don’t choose When it’s all said and done I’m not equipped to soundtrack the times Won’t stop me from trying So pardon the shift in tone Heaven’s overcrowded Maybe next year won’t be that much like this year New year’s resolution
8.
If only I could catch up to the person that I thought I would be Getting used to the bad news Cause by now Thought I’d buy my mom a house or my dad a spaceship So we could float around See it from this view Lift my head from the screen And fix my posture too Still can’t tie these shoes Ran a mile to fall down Before the finish First to know but last to understand Open your eyes, your eyes Wish I had a theme Something to keep me up at night Sure I got a life I love But it don’t feel like mine Words I try dissolve Before my tongue can reach the line Words I can’t define Been waiting Wishing that the wheels of change would move a little quicker Don’t mix up your faith with mine In Philly Khazi took a train downtown to hear me singing off key Thought i’d be more than this Crawling to the moon To plant our flag in the scene But I’ve been failing you Scared to leave my room In the prime of my life And feeling finished Open your eyes, your eyes Wish I had a theme Something to keep me up at night Sure I got a life I love But it don’t feel like mine Words I try dissolve Before my tongue can reach the line Words that I don’t Hear me out Don’t hang your head down
9.
Good friends cut your hair You lost a job, you needed change Grapes and tears, how bout An afternoon red to save you I’ll feed your foolish needs Train those dreams again Who’ll work and cook and raise the kids? I need to change too This cannot be all on you But won’t you feed the fool Gold Rabbit Coat Give us sound advice We’ll make it all right again
10.
Daily deliveries I'll wait 'till I get bored Signing for the box I see Like the one Ma brought me Yesterday and ‘93 An ego packed inside its bubble wrapping What could I do with that? Sitting here shamelessly You gift like Robin Hood Could it be a night for me Sleeping on your luxury And I confess, Morrisey A charming man is what I thought I would be But I’m still imitating Franklin Hey do you remember I waited on Sundays We hated December You know that I wanted more I know you’re exhausted all the time A whole lotta waiting For all that was coming Franklin, (Waiting for the waiting to end) you move like Sinatra (Set it down, saddle off) Provide for the party (The Life of the party) I beg for the bell to ring ‘cause then we’re getting started (Unlocked) A whole lotta waiting (Coming down) For all that was coming (Be there) A whole lotta wondering Daily deliveries I’ll wait ‘till I get bored Could it be the death of me Job to keep you on your feet Out-of-touch celebrity Who gets the clue their run is surely over We’re moving forward Neighborhood memories are fading Take me back home Way back when Packing it in and imitating Waiting on my own

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released October 22, 2021

Recorded at Headroom Studios in Philadelphia, PA
Produced by Joe Reinhart
Assistant Engineers: Shane Woods & Manny Silverstein
Mixed by Joe Reinhart
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

Graphic design by Annie Lynch & Zack Kantor

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