The End of the World EP

by American Pinup

supported by
daniel moad
daniel moad thumbnail
Tom Smith
Tom Smith thumbnail
close
/
00:00
00:00

  • Digital Album

    Immediate download of 4-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.

    Buy Now  $4 USD

1.
04:39
lyrics
download
2.
03:26
lyrics
download
3.
03:14
lyrics
download
4.
05:48
lyrics
download

credits

released 14 August 2012
Lauren West - vocals/guitar
Andy Porta - drums
Rob Peralta - guitar
Tim Robbins - bass

"Far Away," "Siren," and "A New America" written by Lauren West. "Creeper" written by Tim Robbins and Lauren West. All lyrics by Lauren West.

Acoustic guitar on "Siren" and "A New America" by Lauren West. Organ on "A New America" by Mike Kalajian. Backup vocals by Andy Porta and Lauren West. Gang vocals by Rob Peralta, Andy Porta, and Lauren West.

Produced by American Pinup and Mike Kalajian. Recorded, engineered, and mixed by Mike Kalajian at Telegraph Recording, Poughkeepsie, NY. Mastered by Tom Ruff at Asbury Media, Asbury Park, NJ.

Artwork by Diana Salas with Micah Blumenthal and Lotus Blumenthal.

tags

tags: alternative pop punk rockabilly indie punk surf White Plains

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist
Track Name: Far Away
I had to make an excuse to stay
And talk to you while everyone was emptying the place
And I had to fake like I had just had one too few
And needed a reason to avoid a lonely hotel room

Then you said don’t stay on account of me
Oh, we both know it would be a mistake

You’re too far away

I’ve given thought to this before
You’re not the first
And I guess a part of me was waiting for it to get worse
But I’ll hang in there some more
But not too long
And honestly I don’t know which possibility makes me strong

And if there are so many reasons not to fuck things up back home
Then someone tell me why I feel alone

You’re too far away

And you drove for hours
Tossing your roaches in the dash
And I wrote you a message
That I never meant
To send

“There are things that I can’t change
Because they’re all I understand”

You’re too far away
Track Name: Siren
This is sad
Now you’re stalling
It’s nothing that I haven’t heard before
Just spit it out
It’s appalling
Another friendship turned into a chore

Well I never meant to walk on anybody
But you just keep on layin’ down in front of me
You think I have the magic touch
That I can open you wide up
But you’re not special, I’m a skeleton key

Here I am
I’m surrounded
You’d think I’d like this kind of attention
But I can’t
Get around it
And everyone around me’s getting crushed

Well I never meant to pull you under with me
But it seems the wind is always blowing west
And like an old ship to the rock
You cannot help but join the flock
I’m just a siren pulling sailors to their death

Well you wanna offer up your soul
Well this confession’s getting old
Well am I supposed to act surprised?
Oh, just say your fucking penance and get out of here alive

Well you bet I do not take my duties lightly
And your fragile little heart don’t stand a chance
I am a ball-busting heartbreaker
Man-eating she-devil
And I’m sorry you can’t help yourself
Track Name: Creeper
Seven months ago
You tried to leave your home
And ended up right back where you were born
You said it was a trap
You said you couldn’t make it last
You said it keeps on creeping back into your bones

And you can’t stand to be this way
No, this is not the life you crave
But we all know that you are just too terrified to change
They’ll bury that same cradle in your grave

It’s obvious to everyone around you
But still you just don’t seem to have a clue
You picked yourself up out of your surroundings
To trade in for a lot of nothing new

And you can’t stand to be this way
No, this is not the life you crave
But we all know that you are just too terrified to change
They’ll bury these old habits in your grave

And you can’t stand to be this way
No, this is not the life you crave
But we all know that you are just too terrified to change
They’ll bury that same cradle in your grave
They’ll bury these old habits in your grave
They’ll bury that same cradle in your grave
Track Name: A New America
It’s what we’ve been ordained to do
We really are the chosen few
Just scoffing from our sofas
Taking in the 5 o’clock news
I’m not responsible for this
Or for that matter anything
I would have voted for a difference
But of course I was a kid

They got themselves into this mess
And what the fuck did they expect?
We’d take it off their hands
The world’s most unwanted inheritance
People are so disappointing
Spoiling this comfort for me
And if they can’t help themselves
Then maybe we should weed them out

I do want to change the world
‘Cause I’m young and idealistic
And ‘round here they tell us we are capable of anything
And our constitution’s old
But it’s also idealistic
And a new America would be a precedented thing
And a new America would just mean new Americans

And isn’t it always the case
We never get past 7th grade
The names of bullies perched on our tongues
Just because we got straight A’s
We never really had a chance
The hierarchy kicked our ass
Now we’re just left hoping we’ll become
The richest in our class

But you know I will earn my shit
Because I am a patriot
And Jesus smiles on a faithful
Consumer capitalist
Those straight A’s linger in my mind
I worked so hard for them to find
Playing dumb and going shopping
Would have saved me so much time

I do want to change the world
‘Cause I’m young and idealistic
And ‘round here they tell us we are capable of anything
And our constitution’s old
But it’s also idealistic
And a new America would be a precedented thing
And a new America would just mean new Americans

Will I ever grow up?
Relinquish my ideals
And join my noble comrades on this “level playing field”
You need things to remind you
They wanna hear you sing
That life is such a gift in spite of every shitty thing

It’s how they story goes
The iron of stunted growth
In a place where progress reigns
But nobody wants to get old

I’m protected by the law
To be employed and independent
I don’t need a man or children to survive or feel fulfilled
I just need a place to sleep
Oh, and I just need my music
Have I slipped into a cliché, is the joke finally killed?

And we still want to change the world
But we’re young and mostly powerless
And mad as hell that they told us that we could to anything
And our resolution’s bold
But it’s all so unrealistic
And a new America would be a precedented thing
And a new America would just mean new Americans