We Won't Make Friends, We're Scientists.

by Dumb Blonde, Dead.

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released May 29, 2009

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Track Name: Those Left Behind
We're hearing all the rain land upon the roof.
We're feeling all the pain that assocatiates with truth.

And we're waiting to find someone to put the past away.
And we're waiting to finally put the past away.

We're trying to lay to rest those we have left behind.
We're trying to honor those that we have left behind.
We're trying to forget those that we have left behind.
We're trying our damnest not to be left behind.

We're telling all our friends we won't be coming back.
We're telling all our enemies the best place to attack.

Well all those silly things we used to say, they don't mean nothing anyway.
And all those stupid things we used to do, nothing ever seems to bother you...

We're tearing down the walls and screaming at the top of lungs.
We're breaking all the boundries and we're doing it with love.
Track Name: Letters To Yuki
Every day's another excuse to go insane.
Yeah, every day's another excuse to go insane.
So let your hair down, like a golden crown
and we'll praise your name.

Every other word is one I can't ignore.
Yeah, every other word is one I can't ignore.
So keep a civil tongue, and when the day is done
we can go home alone.

We'll burn our conscience at the stake.
We'll relive decisions we've had to make.
We'll carve ourselves a new path out of stone.
We'll make sure that we don't die alone.

Every day you sit behind me shaking.
Yeah, every day you sit beind me shaking.
Bored out of your skull, let's make the world less dull
it's ours for the taking.
Track Name: Time & Tax Payers Money
You remind me of something, I can't put my finger on it.
Probably some famous actor or some obscure indie artist or painter.

You remind me of Elliott, singing 'bout a fond farewell.
It's funny how the good die young, being laid in the ground
before their work was done.

And they'll say "What a waste of time and tax payers money"
And we'll say "What a waste of time and tax payers money"
but oh well.

Today I watched a church burn down, I'm not sure how it made me feel.
I watched everything turn to brown then erupt orange and fall to the ground.

Then I stood up by the steeple, it was taller then me but I digress.
Saw the hundreds of people, all finally dressed, pointing and shouting...
Track Name: Shut Your Mouth
Oh, the trees are swaying in the wind again.
Like an old friend.
The sun is smiling at the moon the moon is winking at you.
Everyone is feeling good again.
The old scenic bridge might as well collapse under our feet,
we'll crash on the rocks and realize our defeat.
The current rips off our clothes leaves us naked and bare,
and if you care please take my dare.

If you're so sick of talking 'bout it,
why don't you just shut your mouth.
If you're so sick of thinkin 'bout it,
why don't you just shut your mouth.
If you're so sick of cryin 'bout it,
why don't you just shut your mouth.
If you're so sick of arguing,
why don't you just shut your mouth.

Oh, the leaves are falling on the ground again.
Making patterns decided by the wind.
The air sneaks in for a kiss, the ground blushes.
Oh how great it is to be so innocent.
Everyone in my life is like a calendar page.
I stop seeing them after 30 days.
Track Name: Leather Seats & Alcohol
A thickening dark is hanging over the park.
It appears that god finally called my bluff.
My eyes have seen some things
that only age could bring.
The wrinkles on my face are proof enough.
I'm trapped in a car, they say it's not very far.
I smell the leather seats and alcohol.
And maybe for awhile I can forget it all,
and leave my baggage behind me for a time.

I won't lie, sometimes I feel it'd be okay to die.

I'm swimming up stream, it feels just like a dream
and everyones smiles puts me at ease.
I smell the ocean air, please someone take me there
So I can breathe the ice cold ocean breeze.

Tell me something I've never heard,
a witty phrase or uncommon word.
Something that makes me feel young again.
Tell me something beautiful,
inspiring or terrible.
Something that makes me remember when.
Track Name: Songs Of Hope, Songs Of Longing
The radio is like a maelstrom,
it's spinning me out of control.
Just wait till that drink of vodka,
finally takes it's hold.
We never do what we are told,
we are far too young to listen to the old.

The room is like a maelstrom,
it's spinning out of control.
Just one more shot of vodka,
so I can get a hold.
We never do what we are told,
we are far too young to listen to the old.

We are...
Singing songs of hope. Singing songs of longing.
Singing songs of truth, singing songs of rebellion.
And if you fuck with us, we'll fuck with you,
so don't you ever think that you're too cool for us.