Ice Cream Headache

by The Murrays

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ALBUM RELEASE VIDEO: youtu.be/l2yrCf2S74s

All vocals and instruments performed and recorded by us (Joel and Loee) in the guest bedroom of our apartment in Palms.

Spoken word in track 11 by Sherry Turkle. Full video here: www.ted.com/talks/sherry_turkle_alone_together

Cover art soft serve acquired at Foster's Freeze in Eagle Rock.

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released July 15, 2016

Mixed and mastered by Christopher Bell - silenthomerecords.com

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Track Name: Infinite Scroll
what's next?
my back's bending from the weight of the list unchecked
will i ever be done with this?

maybe life as a philistine would be fine
peace of mind
so much time to unwind

it's an infinite scroll
there's always something down below
it's an infinite scroll
some new place we gotta go
but i'm overwhelmed

this mess is feeling like a myth of sisyphus
rolling my rock on up the hill
never can stop
i'm standing still
an army of mirrors surrounds me

not sublime
just a vat of slime in a banquet line

it's an infinite scroll
there's always something down below
it's an infinite scroll
'til the muse loses its soul

is it ever gonna end?
can you kill the muse?
will an empty head manage to free you?
Track Name: Spiderlegs
tonight the trees are tickling all the windows of my house
spiderlegs all stumbling 'round on the soft skin under your blouse
come on

it doesn't seem a worthy dream
so why does sleep bring me this?
keep the beat all shuffling
please don't leave me, my restlessness

it's time to face the music that music is best without a face
if you're looking for meaning maybe you're meant to look some other place

start to sing a melody
something new
keep on maneuvering
sound asleep underneath blankets of warm insecurity

sold my soul but i didn't know what i lost
Track Name: Same Damn Chords
same damn chords we always play
i'm dead tired of this
same damn words we always say
i'm dead tired of this

but it's too late to take the bus to a different euphoria
oh how i hate this thing i love so goddamn much
it eats me up

and i'm tired of saying nothing
but also scared to speak
everyone knows what's coming
they're all the same as me
i can't break free from the oracle
help me
it's beautiful and it's horrible

i'm tired of saying something
while those around me scream
i wish that i'd stop running
lay down, admit defeat

but it's too late to take the bus to a different euphoria
oh how i hate this thing i love so goddamn much
it eats me up

same damn chords we always play
i'm dead tired of this
Track Name: Ride or Diabetes
when i'm low you swing me high again
when i'm high you bring me down
where my feet can touch the ground again
i survive with you around

nothing's sweeter than you these days
no, nothing's sweeter than you
prick my finger or dig my grave
i know that you're true

it's a long road we've gotta go down
and i don't blame you if you wanna get out
instead we've grown stronger somehow
we won't break now

nothing's sweeter than you these days
no, nothing's sweeter than you
prick my finger or dig my grave
i know that you're true
Track Name: Playlist by Martin Shkreli
we could have been in a band together in high school
and if we had would i still think you're not cool?
good taste in music, bad taste overall
how many years does pride come before the fall?

and i think you're fucking gross
but i just wanna know

do friends make the music or music make the friends?
when you rise too fast do you always get the bends?
can corporate means justify punk ends?
the oracle laughs, says "hey kid it depends"

i don't want it to be, my darling
i don't want it to
Track Name: Death Before Dementia
please keep out of my head
take my body instead
tattooed and sugar-fed
i surrender it

i can't embrace the dark
that swallows what you are
survive as brains in jars
in suspended bliss

maybe your brain gets full
you can't trust the physical
to stay trussed up to your soul
am i material?
tissues and chemicals?
is there truth if no one knows?
i don't wanna let it go

what happens when the movie in your head
stops making any goddamn sense
can you find solace in the meaninglessness?
"everything happens for a reason #blessed"
to resist is there anything you can do?
tighten your grip on the shit you know that's true
or grab the popcorn and watch un chien andalou
one made just for you

maybe your brain gets full
you can't trust the physical
to stay trussed up to your soul
am i material?
tissues and chemicals?
is there truth if no one knows?
i don't wanna let it go
Track Name: Earworm
spear an earworm on a hook, darling
the only thing you catch will be
the way your face looks in the mirror snarling
cuz there's nobody listening

worms crawl in
worms crawl out
worms are impervious to screams and shouts

shook a hook right thru their cheek, darling
but you can't pull 'em up for air
held their breath for several weeks
pardon me, but the water's fine down there

fish swim in
fish swim out
i wish this dream would be over now

it'd be a relief to leave but i do not have the will
so i guess i'll wait and breathe 'til my lungs turn into gills
Track Name: Zombie Dream
if this dream is dead
then why is it still walking around?
if this dream is dead
then why's it make this horrible sound?
should have buried it a couple feet deeper in the ground
if this dream is dead
then what the hell is it doing now?

wake up
wake up from this dumb dream
the morning sun is rising in the east
wake up
wake up from this dumb dream
what's the sandman ever done for me?

i remember when i'd dream all night
in the morning i'd be fine
now the dream's more like a vampire bite
sucks my veins until i'm dry

wake up
wake up from this dumb dream
the morning sun is rising in the east
wake up
wake up from this dumb dream
what's the sandman ever done for me?
Track Name: Church Basement
they closed the church
they always do
nervous our burning bush would consume
the crooked cross and empty pews
another lost altar our god could use

but nothing pure can stay these days

it's a drug we abuse
a fraying noose that we're all addicts to
a type of truth that won't raise roofs
so light the fuse, play the tune before we lose

nothing pure can stay these days

it's so hard to see things as they are
it's so hard to lose
Track Name: Feathers
a harmless corn snake's lying dead
mistaken for a copperhead
yellow and red its coating
no venom dripping from its bite
just mice comprised its appetite
no need for fright or loathing

it's so hard to see things as they are
it's so hard to see

couldn't put feathers on the dinosaurs in jurassic world
scientific accuracy sure to bore all the boys and girls

it's so hard to see things as they are
it's so hard to see
gouge my eyes
turn off all the lights
now i see what i believe
Track Name: Ivory
the old house on ivory
a stranger to me now
see how the pine trees gather 'round
like old friends trading myths i can't relate with

a simpler life
floating like a ghost all the time
i hear voices calling me to go
back to the wild

when that bat came thru the chimney
it scared you bad
i know, i know
black wings flap but we can't go back

to a simpler life
floating like a ghost all the time
i hear voices calling me to go
back to the wild

it's right in front of you
take a bite
Track Name: Peanut Butter Sandwich
oh len
do you remember when you drew me lying naked on the couch?
oh len
things were simpler then
it's been harder with you not around

but then i found the pictures you drew of me
lying around without a stitch to see
when it certainly seemed like i'd always be your long island queen

annette
how could i forget?
it's how i kept our memory around
annette
it ain't over yet
even with us buried in the ground

cuz someone found the pictures i drew of you
lying around in only your birthday suit
and that certainly seems like unspoiled proof that our love was true

the only memory i have of you
peanut butter sandwich in a hospital room
and the pictures you drew

your funeral
dust returns to dust but you will stay
'til these paper ghosts haunting every wall will rot away