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Manic

by The Digs

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1.
Ready Set 02:58
"Trussed up like Little Alex with my head held tight Just to keep me from looking side to side If I ever got a moment just to catch my breath My adrenaline would leave me and I'd die I know, I know, you told me so I gotta find a way to cut down But nothing's ever dull if I keep my plate full So I hope I don't implode because You know I never learned to keep my head down I pick it up, I pick it up until it's smacked like a Whack a Mole I'm coming to to find I'm at the starting line Where am I in relation to my goal? Ready set ready set! I'm walking on the street with my lips moving Because I'm singing to myself a little song The people walking by switch to the other side Well I guess they don't wanna sing along I know, I know, you told me so I gotta find a way calm down But if I'm gonna hear things, I'm glad the voices just sing So keep cool all together now You know I never learned to keep my head down I pick it up, I pick it up until it's smacked like a Whack a Mole I'm coming to to find I'm at the starting line Where am I in relation to my goal? Ready set ready set! (All fall down, all fall down) When it falls down, When it falls down, I'm gonna be there, be there Laughing on the ground Laughing on the ground, Laughing on the ground Laugh to keep from crying If I gotta make a sound When it falls down It's gonna fall down I can't stand the waiting so I'll fucking tear it down When it falls down, When it falls down I'm gonna be there You know I'll be there You know I never learned to keep my head down I pick it up, I pick it up until it's smacked like a Whack a Mole I'm coming to to find I'm at the starting line Where am I in relation to my goal? Ready set ready set!
2.
Manic 02:20
"You best get out of my way 'Cause I'm a man on a mission I'm like a bat out of hell Fueled by nuclear fission Looking over my shoulder Praying I'm not shot Crossing all my 't's' and looking For another 'i' to dot Explaining danger like you'll get it But you won't, 'cause no one ever does And I keep to myself all my thoughts On the ink blots Coffee speeds me up Liquor slows me down I'm like a asymptote Living life on the bounds Looking over my shoulder Praying I'm not shot Crossing all my 't's' and looking For another 'i' to dot Explaining danger like you'll get it But you won't, 'cause no one ever does And I keep to myself all my thoughts On the ink blots"
3.
Preach 02:56
"Cling to my hem good people I will show you light within the dark You fan the flames you fuel the fire Your devotion is the spark And when I'm scared I want to preach to you Tell you that it's so How could you question? I just know, I know, I know With every challenge I will Gain a decibel, I'll drown you out Drown my doubt And from the higher road We'll shout at all the sinners down below And if we make them feel like shit Perhaps we might just Save a soul And when I'm scared I want to preach to you Believe that you are scum Because my god is love My god he is the only one My understanding is exactly His three thousand year old aim Nothing's changed The saddest part is that My way disgraces faith's entirety So many gracious humble people Slandered by the bigotry And when I'm scared I wanna preach You know I'm scared I'm gonna preach And when I'm scared I wanna preach You know I'm scared I'm gonna Preach to you, preach to you My first amendment right to spew My hatred as the gospel truth You know you want me to You want me to You want me to You want me"
4.
"Traveling 'cross the desert With a sixer in my hand My mercy's dried to nothing But a trickle in the sand I am a man of reason But reason to a fault You've worn my patience down to none My nerves are red and raw And I'm so damn tired And I'm wasting breath again Yes I'm so damn tired So when I take my stand And tip my hand I'll turn you inside out I'm tired of being reasonable I'm tired of laying down And letting you walk over me In search of higher ground I've drawn a line down in the sand A line you best not test 'Cause if you cross the gunslinger He'll lay your soul to rest And I'm so damn tired And I'm biting my own tongue Yes I'm so damn tired Now I'm sticking to my guns And when I'm done I'll turn you inside out I'm so damn tired again Going round and round the bends Ending right back here again Drawing circles in the sand"
5.
1564 04:28
"Meet me out back, by the cars outside Follow me down to the park and ride Show me yours, I'll show you everything Secondhand Smoke on the stereo Far removed from a limo Show me yours, I'll show you everything I can't get off without my Volvo-oh-yeah! Give me four straight power chords The 1 the 5 the 6 the 4 The kind of songs that got me through Something simple, something true When I'm too burnt to achieve Give me something believe Give me desperate poetry An honest four chord melody Uptown dub won't do the trick The horn section is just too slick Show me yours I'll show you everything Pack it up, call it a day The car is shaking anyway Lost my chance to show you anything I can't get off without Volvo-oh-yeah! Give me four straight power chords The 1 the 5 the 6 the 4 The kind of songs that got me through Something simple, something true When I'm too burnt to achieve Give me something believe Give me desperate poetry An honest four chord melody Dignity is all but spent Let me be your first regret Desperation, we're well met We're as close as friends can get Calling on my punk heroes Brad and Chad and Billie Joe And still it's clear that I don't know What to say to you Give me four straight power chords One five six four"
6.
"I walked into the grocery store I made up a list Yet I couldn't help but feel That there was something I missed I was barking the wrong tree Chasing my tail I walked into the grocery store But wound up in hell I walked into the hardware store To put hammer to nail Thought I'd do it myself Sure that I couldn't fail I thought I had me an answer for All I pursued I went shopping for some nails But instead I got screwed Looking just too close to find Any method or design It's just too noisy and hectic Pick the proper frequency Strip it down until it's clean Just like it' photoelectric Electric Electric Yeah I walked into the pharmacy I asked for the fix They gave me symptoms and side effects Yet still it was quick And I don't know what I found in there Just more of the same Not an answer in a bottle But a scapegoat to blame Looking just too close to find Any method or design It's just too noisy and hectic Pick the proper frequency Strip it down until it's clean Just like it' photoelectric Electric Electric Yeah"
7.
"Well my buddy calls me up He says we've got some hell to raise Said I'm down to drink some beers Just like the good old days He says come down to Allston It's sure to be a blast But fuck taking the B line On second thought, I'll pass I can't afford a taxi I don't have a car to drive Left my bike at home because I'd like to stay alive So I don't know if I can make it out To the bar tonight Because I'm still underground And I'm waiting for the green line I've been waiting at St. Mary's street But I haven't got too far The last two trains were full because They only sent one car I see the headlights coming like Some kind of miracle But as I try to board it goes Express to Cleveland Circle I can't afford a taxi I don't have a car to drive Left my bike at home because I'd like to stay alive So I don't know if I can make it out To the bar tonight Because I'm still underground And I'm waiting for the green line I love my hometown team as much As any one could do Saw the Red Sox win one time I've surely seen them lose But I swear I'll just give up on them I won't even check the score If one more fucking tourist asks "Which train takes me to Kenmore?" I can't afford a taxi I don't have a car to drive Left my bike at home because I'd like to stay alive So I don't know if I can make it out To the bar tonight Because I'm still underground And I'm waiting for the green line There's that asshole who won't move When it's front door service only A loud person on a cell phone A guy who smells like pee Fifteen strollers, a couple stoners A pack of bros and then there's me The asshole at the back who Won't stop bitching about the T I can't afford a taxi I don't have a car to drive Left my bike at home because I'd like to stay alive So I don't know if I can make it out To the bar tonight Because I'm still underground And I'm waiting for the green line"
8.
Miles Away 03:27
"There's something to be said For the beauty of a monotone Tires humming on the road A steady neutral gray I count the markers flying by Just listen to the radio Pedal on the floor 'til I'm miles away Miles away I can feel your pull Just like some sort of gravity Tugging on my heart From miles away I just passed the next state line I'll reach escape velocity There's nothing more to do There's nothing more to say I'm not ready to give you my time Come out swinging on the other side The clock has never been a friend of mine I'm just waiting on the bells to chime I wanna tear it off the wall Miles and miles and miles and miles On the radio There's nothing more to do There's nothing more to say I'm not ready to give you my time Come out swinging on the other side The clock has never been a friend of mine I'm just waiting on the bells to chime I wanna tear it off the wall"
9.
Origins 02:57
"Running along a Dark roadside Diving into bushes every time We see a set of headlights Gonna get it gonna claim A new road sign But isn't it the way The pliers never ever seem to fit right Origins, origins Coming clean with where I've been Sing my triumphs and my sins My origins Origins, origins Yes it's all to my chagrin Can't tell the tale without a grin My origins Well I forgot all about it And I never got the sign Never got the girl and I never Scored the winning touchdown Now it seems that I've Lost track of time So much left unfinished and it Makes me wanna stop and turn around Origins, origins Let me go back to where I've been Let me regress and slide back in To my origins Origins, origins Abandon forward direction Let me bask and revel in My origins You always said not for nothing Not for nothing, but you can start Start again Origins, origins Going round the block again Find fresh air and breathe it in New origins Origins, origins Save your tiny violins I'll be damned or else begin New origins And we can start right now!"
10.
Low Bar 03:08
"When I lit out from Central I was trailed by 20 rounds Didn't find a bed that night 'til the morning came around But I found myself a lover And I found myself a friend Crawled into the light of day And swore never again I've traveled down this road before And wound up in the ditch It's that feeling that won't leave you be No matter how you itch But I got myself back on two feet And I jumped back in the ring Asked me what I learned I'll tell you Not a goddamned thing It's that low bar Everybody down I ought to do my drinking With my feet upon the ground I'm Ishmael when I'm sober But I'm Ahab when I'm drunk Chasing after big white whales And just to push my luck I guise myself in effigy of All that you despise And just to make my point I leave my mark between your eyes It's that low bar Everybody down I ought to do my drinking With my feet upon the ground Were I to turn the tables See it from the other side There's much to be desired That my point of view might hide Should you rise to the occasion You're better off than most But a quickly finished drunken boar Is not a gracious host It's that low bar Everybody down I ought to do my drinking With my feet upon the ground"
11.
"I'm a red Ryder Such a sidewinder I've got danger on my mind So keep an eye out Keep it locked down 'Cause trouble's never far behind I'm a Red Ryder, swear to god I'm a Red Rydin' man You see that Red Ryder aim your guns a little higher than You would for any other man I know my mama's sore But this is what we're building towards The circus in the center ring So bear it proudly So long as you ain't armed with Daisy That Ryder's just too threatening I'm a Red Ryder, Swear to god I'm a Red Rydin' boy You see that Red Ryder Choke me out and then you play it coy That ain't a children's kind of toy I do now surrender Throw my hands up to the sky Keep my blood off of your dashing uniforms Pledge allegiance as I die"
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This is the debut full-length album by Boston's "The Digs" featuring Jeff Demas (The Radium Girls, The Functionals), Andrew Dedousis (The Drunk Nuns, The Runouts), and Steve Knowles (Blue Collar Convicts, Ocelot Records). The 11-track album is available on digital, CD, vinyl, and limited edition cassette tape.

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released November 21, 2015

All songs written & performed by The Digs (Jeff, Andrew, Steve);
Dug McCormack (Psychic Dog) on Keyboards/Organ for Gunslinger, Green Line, and Ready Set
Produced by Richard Marr, Galaxy Park Studios
Tracked and Mixed at Galaxy Park Studios
Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East Mastering

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