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Thank You, Good Kids

by Fred Kelly

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1.
Acts of God 01:42
Will these walls protect from acts of God? Do windows break without a human cause? When all the elements exploit the cracks and flaws The inside melts into the out So back away from every open door I don't want to be ashamed no more And let all your little words awaken and distort The chipping vandals I can do without So enjoy And do the scary things you would avoid Forget your damaged ears and all their noise You might not be so limber later on And reach out And worry just for things worth worrying about Sometimes it's okay to feel a little proud Just promise me you'll sleep before the dawn So will these walls protect from Acts of God? And who does what our dying Earth cannot? I turned the lights off when I left cause you forgot But I think I left the door unlocked
2.
Zizek 03:28
From beating sun to autumn leaves A victim of the dusty floors Step out the shower and coat the bottoms of my feet So much for 'just to loosen up' What would by father think of bagged wine in a solo cup In body and in mind Reminds me why I hate wine Trigger-happy girl infatuation I've already seen us waking up and making breakfast How do you do? I'm drunk enough to talk to you Without worrying about how I might look through those acrylic frames Well who the fuck's Zizek? I've never seen Twin Peaks My sister picked these clothes and I wore cologne And all your friends know more than me Why do I go these things at all? Got a mountain of math waiting for me at home I don't belong with this shit crowd I guess I'm just too good to be around. Or maybe not. At least I got out Where'd I be right now? Eating pizza alone and be down for the count We all need to veg sometimes But for once I'm feeling kinda hot tonight Kinda hot tonight Well who the fuck's Zizek? I've never seen Twin Peaks My sister picked these clothes and I wore cologne And all your friends know more than me And I've got a lot to learn from them You're not so mythical You're just another cool but human person You're not so mythical You're just another cool but human person
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Pilgrim spine Full color covers black and white on the inside To me they're calling Pretty place Find a way to press me into 2D space And live forever Spend time with my friends on every page My body's soft Teeth yellow-stained Hips feminine Nails bitten Myself complete Maybe on Toronto streets Distilled in perfect form Relieved of pain, serene, and handsome Spend time with my friends of every page
4.
Living godrays, it's hot today Thank God my AC's broken Turned up loudly my crush on Frankie In wrong lanes lately and finding that her songs Don't grip my chest quite like they did These seats have fresher marks I didn't give The house on Oak St shows evidence its occupied But still I drive by every time I get the milk Thanks but no thanks Whatever happens, know that Just as you're on your path Tense meeting backseat friendly Where's your wish you took some pictures now Not quite ever how I rememebred But not for lack of trying Hollywood effecting memory Thanks but no thanks Whatever happens know that just as you're on your path Tense meeting backseat friendly Let's see just who's listening to me now The sun lost A power it might have never had And intact, my outline thick and bold and black I like you, despite what both my shoulders say So who's at fault, don't think at all, on holiday
5.
After sifting the rivers Of dining ideas Throw out the stones Black skies Advancing on midnight over the Mass Pike Stumbling through doors in our laughter We dance to our seats And the warmth of her light enters me Someday I will not be here Still these booths will be standing Ghosts of pancakes and prom dates And shit coffee There's a precious perception In the sleep-deprived senses Every joke is hilarious Every bite is divine With my people across and beside me In a blissful escape from anxiety We can capture this Goodness and try to be Better men than we've been at 19 And my jaw is on fire from the smiling Someday I will not be here Still these booths will be standing Ghosts of pancakes and prom dates And shit coffee Oh, now technically Oh, I guess it's Sunday Savor the food and the good company Sinners wishing away the hard times that made this meal So sacred to me As I pull in my driveway Where my problems are waiting Rise up out of my car and I can face them

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released August 25, 2017

written, recorded, and mixed by fred kelly. thanks to my family and all my buds for being so supportive and encouraging.

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