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A Time For Teens

by Sexy Teenagers

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1.
Believe me when I say, “this was the biggest mistake”. I’m too sad to care; you’re too full of hate. Don’t overlook the weight of the words that you say, Even if it’s in passing, you might be taken the wrong way. Let bygones be bygones Let push come to shove. Let’s ignore our pasts, wash our hands and be done. Forgive and forget is fine in theory, But late nights and snake bites have made we weary Keep to yourself, don’t catch anyone’s eye. Reassure your mother and try to sleep through the night. Keep your head in the sand, out of sight and out of mind Behave and grow up, resign all your failures and die. Let bygones be bygones Let push come to shove. Let’s ignore our pasts, wash our hands and be done. Forgive and forget is fine in theory, But late nights and snake bites have made we weary I know you’re losing hope, I know things get tough But don’t break your stride; don’t give in to darker thoughts We’re going to be ok; we’re going to be ok.
2.
I can’t put pen to paper since I moved to this town, I can’t help but notice none of my friends are Philly bound. Keep eyes locked on the rearview; ignore what’s coming up the road. Just step to that same beat, wear your glasses colored rose. I am lost without rudder; only stars know where I go. I have dulled all my senses with faces I don’t know. All winters grow colder, and all rivers they flow north To the mouth of Ontario, and lands extensively explored. All rivers, they flow north
3.
When I first learned about Birds and Bees and Grass and Trees I was never meant for this Then I figured out I chose not to settle down I had something more to miss Lately in these days I’ve chosen to to misbehave Looking for that little thing, you know what I mean Combatted Physically, Competed Intellectually Celebrated Drunkenly, and Known each other Biblically My Friends are Hoes and Eskimo Bros In case we haven’t met, let me bring ya up to speed My name’s Baja, and all Y’all slept with me And that strummin sound you hear, Thats Chrisobuhr over There He runs on Free Beer Smoke me to a haze, take me away from darker days Please just be an easy lay, I’m too old to be afraid Yeah we shut down bars, have sex in cars Then we’ve gone to far, Don’t smash that Guitar My Friends are Hoes and Eskimo Bros
4.
I can’t be everything you want from me. Don’t be the type to stick around. I can’t be trusted to make sure I feed myself. Why should I be trusted by anyone else? It’s been so long since I could feel anything but apathy. It’s been so long since I could care. I started to take it out on my friends and family. Take it out on anyone but me. I can’t be everything you want from me. Don’t be the type to stick around. I can’t be trusted to make sure I feed myself. Why should I be trusted by anyone else? It won’t take long for you to wise up to my games. It won’t take long to find the rub. I won’t blame you when you decide that you should leave. No need to show you the way out. I can’t be everything you want from me. Don’t be the type to stick around. I can’t be trusted to make sure I feed myself. Why should I be trusted by anyone else? Why should I be trusted by anyone else?
5.
Well I’m tired and beat, I need to get some sleep Before we put cities between us, before you pretend you forgive me. I cannot believe I was so full of deceit And no matter where I run, my past is always hunting me Here it comes. Like a cold autumn breeze. I’ll never forget the way you looked slack jawed with disbelief Cause there I go. It was easy to believe. If there’s one part of me you’ve always known it was my backside from retreat. I’m tired and beat, I need to get some sleep Before we put cities between us, before you pretend you forgive me. I cannot believe I was so full of deceit And no matter where I run my past is always hunting me. Here it comes. The same unending scene. The only thing better than take one were takes five through twenty-three. Just watch it fall. Like ashes after fire. Like a thunderstorm in late April, like touching a live wire. I’m tired and beat, I need to get some sleep Before we put cities between us, before you pretend you forgive me. I cannot believe I was so full of deceit And no matter where I run my past is always hunting me When you call my name, I might not know who you are. It’s not that I’m less credible, it’s just we’ve come so far. Nothing’s been the same since I crashed my car. Wrapped around the guardrail a winter road in the dark.
6.
To Be Seen 02:29
Nobody seems to see me the way that I want to be seen. Maybe there’s something wrong with me and all the different ways I think. If you could only hear the voice inside my head when I make a choice And the endless doubt because it never works out. It never really works out. Nobody seems to see me the way that I want to be seen. Maybe there’s something wrong with me and all the different ways I think. If only you could hear the voice inside my head when I make a choice And the endless doubt because it doesn’t work out. It never really works out. I hope someday you will understand That I’m just doing the best that I can. Yeah, the best that I can. Since there’s no book of rules for life There is this endless sense of strife. I hope someday to get it right But who decides who makes it right. So I’ll keep working on myself. Start dusting off that old shelf Of all my unwanted thoughts Stop avoiding your problems All of your problems Cause they will never go away Unless you give them the time of day. Stop avoiding your problems they will get better someday
7.
I am starting to get up; I am starting to put myself back together again. I’m just tired of growing up, tired of aches and pains that keep me paralyzed in my bed. And I don’t mind if I cannot see the sunrise, just break lights and bus signs. I’m so tired all the time. I can’t even pretend to listen and I stay in on the weekend. This month is going great. I can tell it’ll be a banner year. With empty bottles for my crippling fear. I can tell it’ll be a banner year. Smoker’s cough is music to my ears. Things are starting to look up. I never thought that I would be in this position again. With friends that I can trust. People who give a shit that I’m ok and that I’m not dead. And I don’t mind if I cannot get my head straight and always stay out too late. I’ll be just fine. Ignore the look on my face. I’m breaking through this stalemate. This month is going great. I can tell it’ll be a banner year. With empty bottles for my crippling fear. I can tell it’ll be a banner year. Smoker’s cough is music to my ears. I can tell it’ll be a banner year. (Believe me when I say) I can tell it’s going to be a banner year. (We’re going to be ok)
8.
Broken down sending texts to no one. You’re fucked if you think we’re going home. Plastic smiles and forced pleasantries. “Dude, we’d love to have you on our next show.” This game is the same as it was last week, telling me “your CD’s on repeat” “But you play too many shows.” (We book too many shows) Then give out free tickets to our gig “Cause the next one’s epic, I mean fucking big.” “You don’t mind right, we’re still bros?” Another night with nothing to show But, “It wasn’t just you, I’ve got to get paid to promote.” Resentment builds in festering wounds. It’s either keep your head down or let the dogs lunge at your throat. This game is the same as it was last week, telling me “your CD’s on repeat” “But you play too many shows.” (We book too many shows) Then give out free tickets to our gig “Cause the next one’s epic, I mean fucking big.” “You don’t mind right, we’re still bros?” How about you fuck yourself like you’ve been fucking us. You play too many shows. How about you fuck yourself like you’ve been fucking us. You don’t mind right we’re still bros?
9.
I’ve got a lot of shit on my mind And I’m hoping that you might listen. The one thing I’ve got to get our right now Is that I love the way you work it. And I know that I want you bad I just don’t know how to say it yet. So I sit here and write I’ll it all down, hoping That someday you’ll hear me sing it out loud I’ve got a lot of fear inside me And ‘m hoping that you don’t see it. Feels like there’s an ocean between us And I don’t how to swim And you probably get this all of the time I just can’t stop you from running through my mind. The way you hold yourself makes me so apprehensive. Gotta know all the things about you that make me so oh compulsive. I’ve got a lot of shit on my mind and I’m hoping that you might hear it. One thing I’ve got to get out right now is Hey Girl I think you’re beautiful
10.
When you hear me knocking boy you better open the door. Me and my friends are all here and we’re looking to score. Can’t you hear me pounding? Do you think you’re keeping us out? We came for your shit. Don’t you know we fucking run this town? Na Na Na’s and whoa’s Next time we won’t ask so nicely. Next time we won’t be so polite. Next time you better get the count right. Black duffle bag zipped up, packed tight. Next time we won’t be so polite.
11.
Fighting through the good times. Smile through the bad. Expressions never change, half-vacant half depraved. A loving embrace. A stab in the face. The past still stays the same, each broken stiff exchange. We’re never giving up. We’re never giving in. I’m still burning every bridge. We’re never giving up. Believe me when I say, “I’m terrified of every change.” We’re never giving up. Stark retrospection, more of the same. Old dogs can’t seem to learn, can’t get it through their brains. Hold all reservations; we’re well past last call. Place one foot, then the next, repeating every last misstep. We’re never giving up. We’re never giving in. I’m still burning every bridge. We’re never giving up. Believe me when I say, “I’m terrified of every change.” We’re never giving up. We’re never giving up. We’re never giving in. I’m still drinking every beer. I’m still burning every bridge. We’re never giving up. Believe me when I say, “I’m still scared of every winter. I’m terrified of every change.” We’re never giving up. I’m still trying to forget. Every halfhearted decision, each conversation I regret. We’re never giving up.
12.
Watch the waves crash in from the Atlantic. Forget time fades everything we’re handed. Sit around till tides swallow the coastline. Pack it in and head over to Rhumb line. Flynn had the right of it as I was choking back my tears. She said, “2018 can end now. Get us the fuck out of this year” Alone out in Tacoma, didn’t know what to expect. Pack it in and fly away, I’ll see you in Rhinebeck. Hey J, we still love you all the same. As time keeps marching forward, we still miss you every day. It’s not ok, but we’ll learn how to live with pain. Tucked away beneath the rib cage. An ever-present pang. Hey J, I still love you all the same. As life keeps marching forward, I still miss you every day. I’m not ok. I’ll learn how to live with pain. Tucked away beneath the rib cage. An ever-present pang.
13.
Fchrustup 02:14
Took the M train from Steinway to the village today Thinking about the softness of your hands against mine. Your head rests on my shoulder in this car while it shakes, rattles, and rolls Through the tunnels under the rivers and the sea. Making a list for our trip over the Christmas holiday. Like where to go, what to eat, and all the touristy things. Let’s visit the Top of the Rock and skate under the Christmas tree. Ride horse drawn carriages around central park Then dinner in Greenwich and a night out on the town. Taking in all of the lights and sounds of Times Square. Still so much left to see but as long as you’re next to me I don’t care, because this taxi will take us anywhere. Or stay in order room service and watch the seasonal things. I’ll kiss your forehead while you kiss me on the cheek. Your presence is a present to which nothing can compare.
14.
I’ve never been quite comfortable this far from the Genesee. The landmarks aren’t familiar, there’s no high falls leading me. These streets don’t quite feel like home with no stacks of waist high snow. And no matter what they tell me, twenty degrees ain’t fucking cold. Give me minus fifteen and cloudy, give me red frost bitten cheeks. Give me swaths of muddy water as far as anyone can see. You know I wouldn’t say anything if it wasn’t to complain. Being content is boring, monotonous, and mundane. Despite my claims to the contrary, and insistence to protest, Even though 76 is a nightmare, this is probably for the best. Give me jeers and worn down faces, give me problems we can’t solve. Give me hope through quiet hunger, a taste of that Great Lakes resolve. Give me minus fifteen and cloudy, give me red frost bitten cheeks. Give me swaths of muddy water as far as anyone can see. Give me jeers and worn down faces, give me problems we can’t solve. Give me hope through quiet hunger, a taste of that Great Lakes resolve. Believe me when I say, “I will take this to my grave.” A burning love for my city, and a desperate need to stay away.

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released December 19, 2020

John Adams – Beer Can/Bass/Vocals
Chris Buhr - Guitar/Vocals
Baja Mixer – Kazoo/Guitar/Vocals
Andrew Bement – Drums/Vocals

*Voicemail on track 1 by Cranium Enthusiasts Association
*Voicemail on track 7 by Colton Bockes
*Voicemail on track 14 by Mike Jacobs

Recorded, mixed, mastered, and engineered by Doug White and Sexy Teenagers at Watchmen Studios in Lockport, New York April 2019 and January 2020. All songs written by Sexy Teenagers. Art work and design By Sabrina Nichols


Sexy Teenagers would like to thank: Our families, Lisa Rickman Agnello Mixer, Freya Buhr, Katie Adams, Nate Adams, Chris Adams, Tom Jebb, Greg Adams, Jared Adams, Miranda Merton, Ami and Audrey Bement, Charlie and Ann Bement, Linda Bryant, Jared Francisco, Colt Bockes, Mike Jacobs, Tommy Walsh, Erin Scorse Payette, Dusty West, Amanda Ashley, Beau Ryan, Lucky 33, Science Club, On the Cinder, Hopeless Otis, 20 Something, Firehouse Saloon, California Brew Haus, Doug White, Kaiser Solzey, Tim Fisher, Genesee Beer, Floated Magazine, Sabrina Nichols, Little Elephant, Rochester NY, The struggle (we’re never giving up)

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Four work-a-day chucklefucks playing party-punk for people who are sad enough to drink, or at least can drink enough to get sad. This quartet of sad clowns serve as a reminder that, no matter how long the day is, there are still wings, drinks, and dick jokes waiting for you somewhere. ... more

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