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released 19 May 2015

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Track Name: Agnes (I Assume I Know What I'm Doing)
The sun it recedes in Indiana
When the nighttime hits oh that's that time that i wanna
have her confidence and her curiosity
but i lack the sense and it is baffling me
how after 31 years I'm still light years behind

Agnes is this girl I know
who has got complete command of her entire world
and I assume I know what I'm doing

The bigger it gets the more depressing it is little daughter
and you've gotta keep kicking if you're gonna keep that head above water
but you'll deliver us from mediocrity,
this lack of sense and it is baffling me
how after 31 years I'm still light years behind

Agnes is this girl I know
who has got complete command of her entire world
and I assume I know what I'm doing
and I assume I know what I'm doing

you've got these parents that restore my faith
that we're gonna make it out of this Hell okay
and they'll shower you with love, unconditional
you're gonna bring these people to the polls
because you've got the strength and the grace to change how we all see it
oh, Agnes what do I do?
Track Name: Sensationalist Programming (Demo)
four score and in my youth
here’s the life i choose

maybe it’s for money (maybe it’s for fame)
maybe it’s this unrelenting sensation of shame
i’m feeling in my fingers and i’m feeling in my brain

all i want from you is to be listened to
life is such a gas when you’re looking at it from the bottom of this glass

maybe i am shallow (maybe i am frail)
maybe i am withered (or maybe i have failed)
when i’m looking through the wire sinking secrets they prevail

print it in the news and see which side they’ll choose
and if we play the newscast right when we bleed we’ll lead tonight!

maybe it’s for money (maybe it’s for fame)
maybe it’s this unrelenting sensation of shame
i’m feeling in my fingers and i’m feeling in my brain

i’ve become the hated hero (i’m the lucky lonely lover)
and the lighting disappears (and there’s nothing left to fear)
now they’re listening to me and baby this i swear
i’m striking and sensational

and i’ve taken my umbrage under loose leaves of paper...