Get all 13 Brendan Steere releases available on Bandcamp and save 15%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of The Agonist, Kiddo, Sativa EP, Live @ Folk Nite, Ghost Adventures, Elle, Demons, Red Star, and 5 more.
1. |
Germany
01:51
|
|||
(I was beside my)
Self, with a knife
In Brooklyn - friends were gone
Cuz who gives a shit about Free Parking! songs?
I'm ready to end it and more than just seven beers strong
It was a bender that broke this young man
So I reached out to the nearest young hand
It had an accent - those eyes! - and it hailed from Deutschland
Can anyone hear me?
Is anyone listening?
Or is it Germany?
Germany
So what if our drums are now made by machine?
And what if we're no longer hip to the scene?
We're just three-to-five guys, like a phoenix we'll rise
And cut a CD for you all to despise
Hey buddy? Fuck you.
It's my life and my movies, my songs.
And Germany.
Mais qu'est-ce que tu fais?
At the end of the day
Hey, I speak more than English now
Cuz I woke in Brooklyn
Hungover and bleeding and proud.
|
||||
2. |
I'm Your Villain
03:37
|
|||
Netorare latina thoughts by the pool
She shouldn't show it - nobody is forcing her to
I curse, I scream, I rage
And finally I fuck off
Another paradise lost to you
I'm keeping sane, but it's harder
Every day when people tell me what to do
And it's a bloody compromise
And sure we talk from time to time
When can we say we've apologized?
I know it hurts to try to talk about it
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel it, too
I'm your villain
Tell 'em what to do
And people talk, you know they'll talk about it
As if they had a single fuckin' clue
I'm your villain
Tying my own noose
I was not written by Jane Austen
Kate Chopin would throw her hands up in the air and cry
Sarkeesian would make a fist and punch me
And I would submit myself to their lies
But it gets easier with space
When I don't have to see your face
And other runners win the race
I'm your villain
Help me tie the noose
|
||||
3. |
Cleave in Two
02:38
|
|||
You know the children in the Congo
Who make American Eagle just for you
Don't you think they'd like to wear it, too?
And what about the kids in Thailand
Who never see the sunlight through the roof
Making toothpicks for mojitos and your food
How can you get joy out of a world that's rotten through?
How can you get high and laugh at bullshit on YouTube?
We live in a country that was made for scum like you
Take my heart and cleave it right in two
And what about the kids in Tokyo
Who kill themselves when they get C's in school
Where you fell asleep and drooled
And what about the kids in Bushwick
Who'd kill you for a pair of brand new shoes
So for once they felt like they were human, too
And it's no secret I write about suicide a lot
And it's no secret that I'm blessed with what I got
So how dare I ever be distraught?
And what about the kids in Paris
Who think America is really cool
Should we let them know that they're all fucking fools?
|
||||
4. |
Song for Imogen
02:19
|
|||
When we're older there's nowhere to hide
Our bodies have grown up without our minds
But deep inside (deep inside) we need that space
And you must know (you must know) that's why you're in this place
Fix me in those eyes of blue and grey
Hold me in this room on rainy days
And we can find (we can find) what we need to say
Cuz I will cry (I will cry) unless you
Dance with me in time
To Frankie Cosmos in our minds
I may be dumb, but Imogen
I have words to say:
Just stay
|
||||
5. |
A Mighty Second Place
02:08
|
|||
I'm a villain in another's tale
I can fight, but virtue will prevail
Cuz when I say, "Loving you is all I do"
Can't you tell it's true?
Ask me how I feel
You can deny but I know your mask has never been real
But when you say, if you say, "Our love is true"
I'll never question you.
Hey! That's the song we used to play!
And I know in my heart that a hero must win some day
But when you say, "Our love is true"
I'll never question you.
And if I say, "Loving you is all I do,"
Can't you tell it's true?
Don't you know it's true?
|
||||
6. |
Sick Sister
02:13
|
|||
Two aiee emm, it's in my toes
But when I arrive back home
I find you curled up on the bed
Again
Hey, sick sister on the mend:
Could you use an honest friend?
I promise no one cares about this night
Could you please explain Utena to me one more drunken time?
Again, again, again
Megan was Missing when we met
I know you were quite upset
And you crashed at our place for the night
And the first time
Girl prodigy, you were born to rage
Why don't you just act your age
And teach me words like watered wine
Could you please explain the syntax to me one more blessed time?
Again, again, again
(Because because they!)
They don't know a single thing about love
Bist du meine Schwester? Keine Ahnung.
I have wanted sisters all my life
(And then they said it!)
No one knows just what that you do in there
People spew the secrets of your new hair
I have wanted people in my life
Could you please explain Utena to me one more drunken time?
Again, again, again...
|
||||
7. |
Morning News
01:34
|
|||
Da mornin newzziz
Cuts and bruises
Still race up and down my arms.
Numb and toothless,
But the truth is
No one listens to alarms
I feel so cold
I'm bought and sold
But the mockingbirds inside my head
Tell me how to safely tread
And I won't be old when I'm dead
There's a preacher
And a teacher
Marching up and down the lawn
He will find me
Tie and bind me
From the morning 'till the dawn
Out in his truck
I'm opened up
But the mockingbirds inside my head
Tell me how to safely tread
And I won't be old when I'm dead
|
||||
8. |
Cowards
02:36
|
|||
I've been spending lots of money
On things that I know will kill me
It's my way of making sure that shit gets done
Because if you're not self destructive
And you're not a fucking liar
Then I've got no words left to say to you, son
And you can try, but it's not very fun
And you can cry, run and hide
But I'll be in my room with a gun
In the Arthurian legend, I'm an only son
(GERMAN GERMAN GERMAN)
Because Manhattanites don't talk
We hide behind our deadbolt locks
And wait for our girlfriends to save our lives
And yes I cried
And I still might
Because Americans lie
We say we'll fight
That we're alright
But nobody makes it out alive
So if I want to speed up that process, then how dare you?
I'm sorry if I offended or I scared you
I'm not your dog to lock into a closet without sunlight.
|
Brendan Steere Pasadena, California
Singer/songwriter from awesome alternative rock band Free Parking!
I also make movies.
Streaming and Download help
Brendan Steere recommends:
If you like Brendan Steere, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp