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Fast Food

by Paper Holland

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  • Fast Food EP CD
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Recorded and Mixed by Shane Hochstetler at Howl Street Recordings
    Mastered by Matt Gorski
    Artwork by Mike Krol

    Includes unlimited streaming of Fast Food via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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1.
Liz Lemon 03:06
You know it's Saturday Curtains drawn and the shoes are off City Catcalls from the street And you're wrapped up in a robe Reading Nabokov 8 Million in the Summer heat City rise to the disco beat Insomnia in concrete And you're curled up on the couch Falling fast asleep I want to go to there I want to go to there I want to go to there Where the girls know how to have fun Another Saturday Bright lights of the TV on Yellow cab calls from the street And motionless intensifies 8 Million in the Summer heat City writhes to the disco beat Insomnia in concrete And you're curled up on the couch Falling fast asleep I want to go to there I want to go to there I want to go to there Where the girls know how to have fun And it's alright Maybe one more It's only fair What could it hurt Just one more night Maybe one more It's only fair What could it hurt I want to go to there I want to go to there I want to go to there Where the girls know how to have fun Just one more night Maybe one more It's only fair What could it hurt I want to go to there I want to go to there I want to go to there Where the girls know how to have fun
2.
Badame Bueno 02:33
Maybe his methods were unsound But there was no other way To get the people off the ground To the U.S. of A Smuggled them in stacks of bricks So Miami could powder its nose Knowing full well the risk Should the scheme ever be exposed Badame Sessa Flying over embargo Out of the despotic hell The people stashed in the cargo With the finest blow they could sell And by the time The Cold War cooled Oh, he was already gone But they still remember All people he fooled Once a year Harlem's his song Badame Sessa
3.
Just an awkward mention Of the obvious intention And the trepidation Of the blow anticipation And the tact is gone now And the fact that I don't know how Dusting fossils of like Allen Grant and you're the 'copter And I Just Keep Talking, standing Reading Names on Yellow Pages Melting like a Dali From the wrist Onto the pavement Past the old bodega Through the Escher labyrinth Just trying not to leave The steps to soon But I don't know how Dusting fossils of like Allen Grant and you're the 'copter And I Just Keep Talking, standing Reading Names on Yellow Pages
4.
Holton Hall 01:59
Try to impress With quotes from the text And anything but what I want to say to you (Say to you) The entitled eyes Fixed on the clock They don't understand you at all ('stand you at all) I know rules are rules But this one's just so cruel Maybe we can get around it Who needs school (They don't understand you) I know rules are rules (At all) But this one's just so cruel Maybe we can get around it Who needs school (They don't understand you) I know rules are rules (At all) But this one's just so cruel (They don't understand you) Maybe we can get around it (At all) Who needs school
5.
Jazzy Jeff 04:18
You know we try to tell ourselves Oh, it's not that bad Biting off our tongues Lying straight through chattering teeth Knowing all too well We ignored every stark warning Promising ourselves that we'd be gone When Winter fell Casting our curtains off Saying goodbye with our dusty lungs Slipping our sullen skin Ready for the renaissance to win Casting our curtains off Saying goodbye with our dusty lungs Slipping our sullen skin Ready for the renaissance to win And then we hold our breath In deep blue hands gloved fingers crossed Sidewalk salted wounds just Stinging more with every step Worshiping the false prophets Smug with their green-screen backs Promising ourselves that we'd be gone When Winter fell Casting our curtains off Saying goodbye with our dusty lungs Slipping our sullen skin Ready for the renaissance to win Casting our curtains off Saying goodbye with our dusty lungs Slipping our sullen skin Ready for the renaissance to win Casting our curtains off Saying goodbye with our dusty lungs Slipping our sullen skin Ready for the renaissance to win Casting our curtains off Saying goodbye with our dusty lungs Slipping our sullen skin Ready for the renaissance to win

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released April 30, 2016

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Paper Holland Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Paper Holland’s music opens a portal to the nostalgic realm of imagined vacations and wide-eyed dreams. Their atmospheric pop sound traverses land, air, and sea while encompassing a wide and varying selection of instrumentation. Such style has landed them comparisons to Hippo Campus, Vampire Weekend, and Phoenix. ... more

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