He Was an Artist, She Was a Carpenter
Cassie Youngstrom & Steve Zimmer
Paul Greco
Stop That Ship
Crumbcatcher
Twin Beds
Lost Years
Ed Allison
Calendar Year
Pleasant Accidents
A Few Good Records
Something Missing
Skatune Network
Skitchin’ and Friends
Landon Defever
Pheller
Future Teens
Neil Hilborn
Emotional Transporter
Car Crash Rhetoric
Drive, Kid
Pancho Villa’s Skull
Nude Shoes
Holy Kerouac
The Weak Days
Bonding!
Caving
Goldflame & Tommy Harte
[Verse 1]
So you found me on the floor
I'm split open at the seams
Lights of Birmingham are wet
And blur in front of me
Today we woke up at 1
But it gets dark here at 3
It's getting hard to believe in anything
[Verse 2]
Today I called my dad
Said "I'm off balance and weak"
I'm feeling homesick for things I know don't think of me
He said "It's gonna get lighter, son, just wait there and see"
It's getting hard to believe
[Verse 3]
Last night in Leeds
Ad and I found ourselves wandering the city
Looking for pizza
All we found was complacency and somewhere to sleep
I'm still waitin' for the map to say home's a week away
[Verse 4]
The boys are drowning in Strongbow
I'm amazed they can breathe
Weeble's just got caught stealin' a Christmas tree
We drove all the way to Glasgow just watch our defeat
The venue flooded
Guess the band last night was too heavy
[Verse 5]
Last night in Leeds
Joe was talking to some bar maid
Trying to get lucky
I think it almost worked until he ran into Bobby
That kid pulled the cock-block of the century
[Chorus]
I'm still waitin' for the map to say home's a week away
Unless Grey Britain comes to me and says
"It's not so bad if you don't look at it that way"
[Verse 6]
Last night in Leeds
The world collapsed all around me
Along with a shelf in the basement of Liv's house
By two or three, I thought we'd lost Josh and Mikey
They were skyhookin' cans they hadn't emptied out
[Verse 7]
Last night in Leeds
I know we woke all the neighbors
I don't think anybody slept that night
Last night in Leeds
Things got a bit lighter
I guess my dad was right
[Chorus]
I'm still waitin' for the map to say home's a week away
Unless Grey Britain comes to me and says
"It's not so bad if you don't look at it that way"
Hostel and Brothels was written by Dan Campbell.