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The Big Fame

by The Grimm Generation

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Earth was shaking, whipping hurricanes Then the flood, and You What can you do when the Universe has something to tell you? Hit the files, the old cases Heady lines with picture chasers And all you keep; The memories squatter It’s a new day in an old year Its a new dress with a small tear And maybe they're right That they are the apple and we are the bite Its someones job to blow out the stars Take my hand Love, it may be ours Im ready to do it How about you? French Pop plays from a cracked 78 Villagers storm the gates Long kisses and boiling oils Dark things see the light and recoil And were growing into something that's beyond the sum of our parts With heartbeats that kick in fits and starts First the Earthquake. Then the hurricane, Then the Flood. And You. (X2) Now were walking in the daylight No more nights, hands of sleight Drop the masks, reveal our faces No more big talk in small spaces The Heart wants, the head chases Choose your weapon...20 paces Im willing to fire. How about you? French Pop plays from a cracked 78 Villagers storm the gates Long kisses and boiling oils Dark things see the light and recoil And were growing into something that's beyond the sum of our parts With heartbeats that kick in fits and starts First the Earthquake. Then the hurricane, Then the Flood. And You. (X2)
2.
I’m keeping the music The bands that you love And way more zombie knowledge than a girl could dream of I learned how to dress in shifty locations Heirlooms, mismatched china, in rotation Till the next indie boy comes singing along Within nothing else but the ballsiest of convictions He’ll get to love me all the more Its gonna be your next hit on the radio As I ensure your night remains your night Uninterrupted I get on my flight Its your touch babe, I’ve lost affection And I cant shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Give it to me now your sweet affection Cause who the Hell is paying any attention? Im curling my hair, just a bit different But its your work shirt I keep on moving around Keep on moving around As I ensure your night remains your night Uninterrupted I get on my flight Its your touch babe, I’ve lost affection And I cant shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it So while you traffic in miscalculation Pretty girls all in a line Im watching this time Give it to me now your sweet affection Cause who the Hell is paying any attention? As I ensure your night remains your night Uninterrupted I get on my flight Its your touch babe, I’ve lost affection And I cant shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
3.
You have little troubles spilling The black kettle rolls It’s a tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap You have fallen out of time Dropped out of the groove Who’s pitching the woo? You always said, “Just enjoy.” Yes, I’m drinking it all in The planets are aligned just right And when those planets take position It’s a spin It’s a spin, spin, spin, spin, spin Any last requests? You make easy entertaining As easy as my hips swinging Dizzy in my hips Dizzy in my hips swinging Dizzy in my hips Are you scared? Are your ears ringing? Who’s your accessory? It’s a big solar system Astronomy It won’t stand It won’t stand Watch the way I get things done You’re a watcher I like that Ends in a perfect stance Score is 10 Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap Any last requests? You make easy entertaining As easy as my hips swinging Dizzy in my hips Dizzing in my hips swinging Dizzy in my hips Quite a ways to go To know what you already know And not hide it, let it show, let it show Its science And its a fiction You always said, “Just enjoy.” Yes, I’m drinking it all in The planets are aligned just right And when those planets take position It’s a spin It’s a spin, spin, spin, spin, spin Any last requests? You make easy entertaining As easy as my hips swinging Dizzy in my hips Dizzy in my hips swinging Dizzy in my hips
4.
House Drinks 04:08
What am I going to do? No more hiding from you My act is exceptionally clean You can see right through What do you think? What do you think? Are you worried now more or less? I stay faithful to the emptiness To the loneliness Forever beholden And we spin back and forth Spin back and forth Never locked down And we ache with it And I can only think that in time They’ll be a lesson Don’t you think? Chorus: Tomorrow I am an orphan Everything else disappears The house drinks when it’s time for commentary But it’s too late, it’s too late And I shade it in pencil And you print it in ink I’m uncomfortable I’m unconscious You’re a memory Anonymous And I’m always looking for a place to stand Out of the way (out of the way) Insignificant And constant And it doesn’t change it (it doesn’t change it) Hold onto your heart Put it on display Get wrecked anyway Chorus: Tomorrow I am an orphan Everything else disappears The house drinks when it’s time for commentary But it’s too late, it’s too late And I shade it in pencil And you print it in ink (Solo bridge) How am I gonna get through this? I won’t let go You don’t let go
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Until Then 02:47
Until then I’m going to pass the time Flip off the world Get it down word for word I didn’t know I didn’t know I didn’t know you How did I miss that? It’s later than we think And there’s a kink in my neck And there’s a crack in your armor And I’m more than a little distressed Looking out for tomorrow And I don’t know who’s apologizing to whom Anymore Any more than I know That I don’t know Anything Except I want Want to lay naked Inside your warmth Wouldn’t that be something? Some kind of easy choice It’s so easy for the rest of them Not for the restless It makes me jealous It makes me cry Until then
7.
Sitting in the hospital waiting room Stacks of The New Yorker by my side I write your name in ink on the palm of my hand I don’t want to forget Fire alarms sounding off A slow-motion promenade Past the engine man The smoke is escaping my lips The fur from my coat On the orange plastic seat Brushes my leg And it’s reminds me That my skirt is too short And your hand isn’t there No, your hand isn’t there It isn’t there The polished floor is a speckled egg Boots perfectly perched atop I’m waiting for word For someone to say it’s going to be all right They are fixing the things I cannot fix But right before me everything is falling apart The fur from my coat On the orange plastic seat Brushes my leg and it’s reminds me That my skirt is too short And your hand isn’t there No, you’re hand isn’t there It isn’t there When I was younger, I was so strong When I was younger, I was so strong On the other side of the sheet Is a world that seeks less privacy Fireworks, sex and hysterical fits Voicemails checked on speakerphone To no good cause or effect Check the monitors Quiet Slow They are there to be healed Recuperate And on this side of the curtain Everything is falling apart The fur from my coat On the orange plastic seat Brushes my leg And it’s reminds me That my skirt is too short And your hand isn’t there No, you’re hand isn’t there It isn’t there
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Road To Joy 02:56
Slip a message directly into the bloodstream Its a good night full of cheap dreams You can dress them up to deep schemes But at the end of the night, they get naked Repeatedly Take a shot of the direct stuff The kinda stuff that brings the Sun up But its not enough (its never enough) It comes with a conscience and it likes the rough stuff Options number the thousands Breathe...take a new view Living with reason is killing you And leads you no closer To the Road To Joy Sing a song, if just to makes sure you’re breathing And check yourself, you might be bleeding Steady...Steady Into the breach Or get your kicks from the old tricks Skin on skin and incense sticks Candle powered conflicts Gods Benefit, The Direct Fix Options number the thousands Breathe...take a new view Living with reason is killing you And leads you no closer To the Road To Joy
9.
The thing about it is Youve made some improvements because of me Why those are better glasses And i dig that cool new hat Youve given up some habits I like you alot like that Doing me favors now I could only imagine before Such a shame I've washed up under that bridge But I've started to sleep again without you Like a hippie using the side door But it too late you see Ive changed a few things too And one of those things is I'm done with you Do you hear me? Im all done with you It was supposed to be The best, the one The big breakthrough And it gave me something I never really knew It wasn't me and it wasn't you It was a toss of the dice Some real bad voodoo And Im thinking twice and I have to tell you But it too late you see Ive changed a few things too And one of those things is I'm done with you Do you hear me? Im all done with you Its a brand new door, a wing and a prayer Except nobody prays anymore around here You could do me no wrong I want you hear forever... But forever is this song... So if you dont mind, please check your hat Take off your glasses, I dont recall you like that When I come through town I only want to remember How it was supposed to be....the beautiful December How it was supposed to be... But it too late you see Ive changed a few things too And one of those things is I'm done with you Do you hear me? Im all done with you
10.
Say it like you mean it Stick and move, stick and move Make this place waterproof Whistle a sailors tune Hoist the flag, and bid adieu We might not be sinking but we might be too Were going down for 72 Deep deep down in the Bonny Blue Its a good night With a sketchy crew Lets tie some knots that we cant undo And red wines wakes winds and the mast is creaking When we hit rough waters, the walls start leaking Outside that door there waits nothing but labors From The Wreck Of My Bed And two drunken Sailors... Its treasure were seeking And we drag it back home Though we take to the water Over and over Its a compulsion, a need to unbutton The love sick rovers This league of loners (Solo bridge) Buccaneer, Buccaneer The end is near There’s no land here Don’t think I even care Let’s own it Condone it Burn it. Return it Give in and learn it A pirate’s prayer And red wines wakes winds and the mast is creaking When we hit rough waters, the walls start leaking Outside that door there waits nothing but labors From The Wreck Of My Bed And two drunken Sailors... (The wreck of my bed x3)
11.
I tell you my lucky number 5-4-3-2 And my favorite color B-L-E-U With a sleight of hand A turn of phrase You unfold all that is awaiting you I believe in magic and U.F.O.s The ghosts from your past will trip you up A perfect song can trump a bad day And there’s beauty is wine drunk from a crystal cup I’m superstitious Auspicious Cross your fingers Shuffle the cards Don’t look away Not this time It’s written on your hand It’s written on mine That freckle The one no one sees It’s an eye of tranquility It will unhinge you Round and round we go If I stops, will we know? Round and round we go Each month is a day Dates quickly slip away The future is not waiting to be told It’s spelled out I’m superstitious Auspicious Cross your fingers Shuffle the cards Don’t look away Not this time It’s written on your hand It’s written on mine That freckle The one no one sees It’s an eye of tranquility It will unhinge you Round and round we go If I stops, will we know?
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Bigger Than 02:39
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The Big Fame 03:47
My big main streets are often not so main Haunted alive past midnight No word from the big fame You’re no sight for sore eyes You’re no easy answer You’re no good to how I’m feeling Real wounds openly bleeding Wanna get out of this town Can’t bear repeating Old scars barely healing Each step forward Less revealing You’re no one I want to talk to I’ve done figured you all out The target is always made of glass Opponent is always dressed in black If you can’t control the urge to act Don’t play this game Don’t play this game You’re a skip to a mindless chase And it’s all color cast You’re going gray The ones you love pay you no mind Revenge keeps doing time It’s a tired eye that watches The target is always made of glass Opponent’s always dressed in black If you can’t control the urge to act Don’t play this game Don’t play this game Everything you want to do You do it cuz you want to do And you need to too Cuz you work so hard Someone should benefit Cuz you work so hard The target is always made of glass The opponent’s always dressed in black If you can’t control the urge to act Don’t play this game (repeat) Don’t play this game

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For 2013, The Grimm Generation presents 13 indie fairy tales dealing with love and death and chasing the big fame.

'The Big Fame', the second full length release by the acclaimed Grimm Generation (www.thegrimmgeneration.com) captures the sound of a band discovering its full power. Lyrics so lean, they cut. A reckless spin in the sound, absolutely familiar but not easy to define. This is what Rock and Roll sounds like in 2013 and The Grimm Generation is a Rock and Roll band.

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released September 14, 2013

Carmen Champagne - Vocals
Jason P. Krug - Acoustic / Vocals
Lys Guillorn - Guitar, Banjo, Mandola, Lap Steel, Glockenspiel, Keyboards, Vocals
Julie Kay - Cello
Eric Bloomquist - Bass
'Killer' Kerry Miller - Drums
Dave Hogan - add'l guitars on tracks 1, 2, 5, 8, 9, 10

Produced by Tyler Bird

All songs Champagne / Krug (ASCAP)

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