POP! GOES THE WEASEL

by THUMPER

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POP! GOES THE WEASEL IS THUMPER'S THIRD EP, RELEASED VIA LITTLE L RECORDS.

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released May 11, 2017

ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY OISIN LEAHY FURLONG, EXCEPT "THE SONG OF A BITCH" WRITTEN BY THUMPER.

RECORDED IN THE NORTHSTRAND CHATEAU, JAM FACTORY, AND LUSK HOUSE.

ARTWORK BY BRIAN MACRORY.

THUMPER ARE
OISIN - GUITAR/VOX
ALAN - GUITAR/VOX
JOEY - BASS/VOX
STEVIE - DRUMS

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Track Name: THE LOSER
I TELL THE TIME
MAKE IT RHYME
THEN I SPIN INTO AN EARLY GRAVE
SICK TO DEATH
THE DEATH OF GRACE
IS SMEARED ACROSS MY UGLY FACE
CROSS MY HEART
HOPE TO DIE
HOPE TO GOD I AM REMEMBERED AS
THE DUDEST DUDE
MISUNDERSTOOD
I AM HUMBLE TO A POINT I GUESS

YOU THOUGHT THAT I WAS SOMETHING ELSE
YOU THOUGHT THAT I WAS SOMETHING.

I AM A LOSER, BABY
LOSE YOURSELF WITH ME
I AM A WASTER, MAYBE
WASTE AWAY WITH ME
I AM A MORON, HONEY
STICK AROUND YOU'LL SEE
COS I AM A LOSER, BABY
YOU'D BEST LOSE ME.

I CAN'T RELATE
TO HALF MY SONGS
WHO GIVES A LONESOME FUCK?
ONCE I WORE
SHADES INDOORS
THAT WAS ONE HELL OF A LOOK
MY LUCKY STREAK
IS WEARING THIN
IT IS BORING AS POSTAL CHESS
IT'S ALL AN ACT
THAT'S A FACT
THE TRUTH IS ANYONE'S GUESS

YOU THOUGH THAT I WAS SOMETHING ELSE
YOU THOUGHT THAT I WAS SOMETHING...
Track Name: THE CIRCLES
YOU'RE SENDING ME 'ROUND IN CIRCLES
YOU'RE SENDING ME 'ROUND IN CIRCLES
YOU'RE SENDING ME 'ROUND IN CIRCLES
BUT I'M LEARNING HOW TO SHUT MY MOUTH.

ROUND AND ROUND
ROUND AND ROUND
I'VE GOT YOU IN PALM OF MY HANDS

COMING DOWN FOR AN HOUR OR SO
I DON'T THINK SO, I DON'T.
I MEAN IT NOW, I'M RUNNING RINGS
AROUND AND AROUND IN CIRCLES.
Track Name: THE PART THAT I ALWAYS LEAVE OUT
WHEN WE MEET, CUTE
YOU ACT LIKE YOU KNOW ME
I MUST ADMIT.
THAT PHONE OF YOURS
PULLS YOUR FOREHEAD
FOREWARD.
WELL I'LL EAT YOUR SCRAPS, NAP,
THEN THINK ABOUT LEAVING
THE HOUSE.
THIS IS THE PART THAT I ALWAYS LEAVE OUT.

AN ARMY OF FRIENDS
KNOCK DOWN MY DOOR
IN MY DEFENCE
YOU SPILLED MILK ALL OVER MY FLOOR.
LET ME GET MY THINGS
I ALWAYS THOUGHT
THIS WOULD GO SOUTH.
THIS IS THE PART THAT I ALWAYS LEAVE OUT.

LOOKING OUT OF THE TRAIN
SINGING THAT SONG I WROTE
FIVE WEEKS AGO.
WISHING FOR RAIN, BUT BEGGING FOR SNOW.
I'LL DERIVE MEANING
FROM MEANINGLESS, SEEMINGLY POINTLESS
WORDS TO SHOUT.
THIS IS THE PART THAT I ALWAYS LEAVE OUT.

YOU'RE MAKING ME BEG
GOT ME PLEADING
AND BLEEDING OUT WORDS
THAT I CURSE MYSELF
EVEN FOR THINKING.
I BLINK, AND A YEAR
OF THIS MESS
BEATS MY LAST ACHING BREATH
ON THE BREAST OF A YESTERDAY CURSED
WITH A FRONT I ERECTED
TO TEST THEM
WHEN I THOUGH THAT TESTING YOUR
FRIENDS WAS A NORMAL FORMALITY
I GUESS THAT YOU'RE RIGHT
I'VE GOT MY HEART IN MY MOUTH
THIS IS THE PART THAT I ALWAYS LEAVE OUT.
Track Name: FEAR OF ART
I CAN BE A LITTLE OVERWHELMING
WHEN I GET TO THINKING 'BOUT THE PAST
SELF ESTEEM IS NOTHING BUT A LIGHTHOUSE
I JUST WANT TO LET THE MOMENT LAST.
BUT THEN YOU LOOK AT ME AND SAY
THAT YOU CANNOT RELATE...

EVERYONE KNOWS YOU'RE NO DIFFERENT
EVERYONE KNOWS YOU'RE THE SAME AS ME.

FEAR OF ART IS SOMETHING TO RELINQUISH
THESE ARE JUST WORDS, THIS IS JUST A SONG.
TEENAGE DREAMS ARE NOTHING BUT A NIGHTMARE
BYZANTINES ARE SLASHED UPON THE LAWN.
BUT THEN YOU MAY HEAR ME SAY
THAT I CANNOT RELATE...

EVERYONE KNOWS YOU'RE NO DIFFERENT
EVERYONE KNOWS YOU'RE NOT INNOCENT
EVERYONE KNOWS YOU'RE THE SAME AS ME

I TOLD YA ONCE, I TOLD YA TWICE
I TOLD YA A THOUSAND TIMES; IT'S NOT POLITE TO STARE
AT THE HAND THAT FEEDS
THE COSMOS NEEDS YOU GLISTENING
NEEDS YOU ON YOUR KNEES AND ALWAYS LISTENING
I KISS THE FIST AND RAISE IT TO THE AIR
THE HEAT OF CLICHÉ SINGEING ALL THE HAIR ON MY BACK
I'M BACK TO BASICS, FACE IT BABY
EVERYBODY'S DEATH IS NARCISSISTIC
YET I INSIST THAT I'M A LITTLE DIFFERENT
BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT I AMN'T.

EVERYONE KNOWS YOU'RE NO DIFFERENT,
EVERYONE KNOWS YOUR THE SAME AS ME.