A Lunatic For a Friend

by Resident Peasant

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    The debut EP from Resident Peasant offers 5 songs ranging from the deeply personal to the highly esoteric and charmingly incoherent. We know you'll find something to love.

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released May 27, 2014

Cello on Tracks 1 and 3 by Yuting Tseng

All songs and lyrics written by Andy Marshall

Engineered and Mixed by Andy Marshall
Additional Mixing by Eric Meyers and Conrad Ytuarte
Mastered by Eric Meyers and Brett Grossman at Hollywood Sound Systems
Album Design and Cover Art by Ryan Ward



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Track Name: Right In Front of Me
I've been waiting all my life to find an open door.
Now it's right in front of me, I won't walk through at all.

I've been waiting all my life to find another voice.
Now it lives inside of me, I wanna spit it out.
Track Name: A Lunatic For a Friend
Well I can't write songs when I'm tired
my words lose their meaning
and nothing gets my inspired
when I have a lunatic for a friend

She dragged me kicking and screaming
into manhood with a plan
Now these thoughts keep me from sleeping
when I have a lunatic for a friend

She takes a lot out of me
but I guess it's what I need

I'm one step from bohemia
and I can't keep from stumbling down
but I find no love is sweeter
than the one you can't do without

I'm a burden when I'm impatient
but you take the heat pretty well
You might not agree with this statement
but you have a lunatic for a friend

She takes a lot out of me
but I guess it's what I need
Track Name: James Pt. 2
When you were young, did you see the world
as full of greed and willing girls?
Did you raise hell throughout the day
and maybe do some lines to stay awake?

When you were young and on your bike
did the wind shape your youthful eyes?
Did it shelter them so you could clearly see
your innocence die before 23?

There were bumps in the road that you could have avoided.
But you rode on through them, endowed by your choices.

If there's anything that you take from this
it's that all your dread is impermanent
Keep that in mind when you feel the weight
of work's burden and all those hopeless days

Days you thought would never end have come and gone again and again.
Track Name: Oh, How Am I To Know?
I don't have to be stoned to enjoy these songs anymore
I've broken every bone that I don't need
Well, it seems that joy was always patiently waiting
but how am I to know?

I don't have to be shut down and closed off anymore
I've given all that I can bear to lose
Well, it seems that joy was always patiently waiting
oh, but really how am I to know?

Well it seems that joy has always been waiting for me
and it seems the worst of times has passed me by
Oh, but how am I to know?
Track Name: Ink In the Chest
She was appointed by the committee at large
and voted the best woman for the job
Well she took the gig and worked from home
so her first born son would never be alone.

At home she watered the garden on the hill
It was surrounded by a fence with gaps to fill
She had a dog; a collie that was a runner
It sent her up and down the street every god damn summer

Married twice or three times before she finally found a young man of worth
Once divorced, he was a Mid West defector just like her

Oh she lost it when cancer reared its head
She took to drinking at least a bottle before bed
She bit her tongue and swallowed the pain
and never let on that she was deathly afraid

Running through the halls of the hospital she said, "The cancer is dead!"
The staff rejoiced and threw her a party; it seems she'd paid all her debts
She said, "Cancer was just a molehill, now give me a mountain to climb.
I'll stand at the top of a hill and shower the world with love from my hands The ink in the chest, that's how it is."