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Super Sexy Space Station

by The Motor Tom

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1.
Left Out 03:37
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I lied but I had to I'm sorry that my silence manifests as an emotional crutch I'm sorry, but "sorry" belies what I have to do to keep you safe I'm sorry that I'm sorry and I'm sorry I say "sorry" so goddamn much Uh-oh uh-oh lord-a-mercy gotta let me in Uh-oh uh-oh lord-a-mercy gotta let me in 'Cause I don't wanna be left out I don't wanna get burned, I don't wanna get burned and I don't wanna be Stupid or marginalized as a retard Though admittedly I'm naturally just dumb to always be wrong I'm a daydreamer Slippin' away to have a sun-beam daydream, or something lazy, But lately, baby, lately I've been feelin' I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long Uh-oh uh-oh lord-a-mercy gotta let me in Uh-oh uh-oh lord-a-mercy gotta let me in 'Cause I don't wanna be left out I don't wanna be left out I don't wanna be left out Or kicked around, honey, No I don't wanna get burned, I don't wanna get burned and I don't wanna be So sorry, baby...
2.
Searching 03:04
I’ve been chasing you since second one You’ve been running ever since you could run I still feel guilty about leaving you I still feel guilty about leaving you I’ve said “I’m sorry” in so many songs Given the impression that’s where “sorry” belongs I still feel guilty about leaving you I still feel guilty about leaving you I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching For a manly way to say “I really fucked up yesterday.” I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching For a manly way to say “I really fucked up yesterday, And lately, everything’s my fault.” Finding conundrums in the simplest things Looking up solutions when the doorbell rings I still feel guilty about leaving you I still feel guilty about leaving you I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching For a manly way to say “I really fucked up yesterday.” I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching For a manly way to say “I really fucked up yesterday, And lately, everything’s my fault.”
3.
Every breath is different All the air is gone Every second that we spend breathing Is another breath we’ve wasted time on Staying is a form of surrender Leaving is a form of defeat Whitman and Sinatra, Larry David’s mantra And Woody Allen stalking the street Reaching for a Gun Reaching for a Gun Reaching for a Gun Took the 5 to Atlantic To see what they say is a team We ‘99 Believers have had about enough of those who Wouldn’t know The Glove from The Dream Hurried back to Manhattan On that quintessential Manhattan line And thought about the reasons it hasn’t been electric In the Garden since Van Gundy resigned Reaching for a Gun Reaching for a Gun Reaching for a Gun Beauty in the eyes of the homeless Silence as a source of alarm A New Yorker’s sense of safety can hardly be distinguished From a notion that even fear has its charm Reaching for a Gun Reaching for a Gun Reaching for a Gun
4.
Real Life 03:05
Tell me that you wanna be loved You’ll be loved, you’ll be loved, you’ll be loved Show me how you need it to feel It will feel how it feels to be loved Summer 1978 A new love has arrived from LA He meets her at the terminal gate Right on time at TWA – TWA So you say you wanna get a taste of Real life So you say you wanna get a taste of Real life Tell me that you wanna be loved You’ll be loved, you’ll be loved by me Show me how you need it to feel It will feel how it feels to be free Summer of 2010 A new love has arrived once again A sudden unsolicited sound Brings to light a new-found and mysterious emotional high So you say you wanna get a taste of Real life So you say you wanna get a taste of Real life Tell me that you wanna be loved (aaahh ch-ch-ch) Tell me that you wanna be loved (aaahh ch-ch-ch) Tell me that you wanna be loved (aaahh ch-ch-ch) Tell me that you wanna be loved Tell me that you wanna be loved / So you say you wanna…..
5.
I can feel the party winding down I can feel my heart hit the ground Hey! I can feel the pressure building up I can see the bottom of that red, red cup And that’s when she said “We’ve been living in a fucked up world for a long time” She said she’s not responsible for my happiness Her little fucked up world is paralyzed Her little fucked up heart is beating, beating Her little fucked up world is paralyzed by the panic of connection I can feel the party winding down I can feel my heart hit the ground Hey! I can feel the pressure building up I can see the bottom of that red, red cup And that’s when she said “We’ve been living in a fucked up world for a long time” She said she’s not responsible for my happiness Her little fucked up world is paralyzed Her little fucked up heart is beating, beating Her little fucked up world is paralyzed by the panic of connection Her little fucked up world His little fucked up mind Their little fucked up hearts This little fucked Her little fucked up world is paralyzed Her little fucked up heart is beating, beating Her little fucked up world is paralyzed by the panic of connection
6.
Eye On You 03:39
Get another life if the life you have ain't workin' good right now Get another job if the job you got is jobbin' you too hard right now Get another boy if the boy you got ain't lookin' good right now Get another life if the life you lead ain't leadin' you to him right now I've got to keep an eye on you It was decided once you had confided That you keep an eye on me, too Get another love if the love you got ain't lovin' you right now Get another place if the place you got ain't lookin' too good to you right now Get another life if the life you have ain't lookin' good to you right now Get another face if the face you got ain't lookin' good to you right now I've got to keep an eye on you It was decided once you had confided That you keep an eye on me, too
7.
I'm not bleeding half my life away I'm not dippin' no sinners' heads backwards into the river No baby's hair in the sink Limited Resources, Inc. I'm not bleeding half my life away Over nothing I'm just scared I'm gonna lose you I'm not bleeding half my life away I'm not dippin' no sinners' heads backwards into the river Multiple hair-dos this week And my outlook on progress is bleak I'm not bleeding half my life away Over nothing I'm just scared I'm gonna lose you
8.
If I could fingerpaint where life has gone I'd hand into my teacher somethin' someone else had drawn And when I wake up Don't wanna wake up to the sound of children at my feet Oh, Lafayette, wherefore your boredom grows Oh, Lafayetee, like you I slowly decompose And when I wake up I wanna wake up to the sound of a rhythm in the street That's why I'm gonna Say "bye, bye" to Brooklyn Take the last seat on the train And I'm never gonna come this way again If I could figure out where my time has gone Perhaps I'd see my happiness was with me all along And then I'd wake up, yeah I'd wake up to the sound of a rhythm in the street That's why I'm gonna Say "bye, bye" to Brooklyn Take the last seat on the train And I'm never gonna come this way again
9.
Still Life 02:27
Showering won't do me no good In this hot, hot summer 'Cause I'm too depressed They call me "phony" Why? Because they know me Oh! A decent friend would be a revolution for me Is this the life I've been given? Is this still life? Every breath is different now, Just don't expect me to explain it 'Cause it's mishegas I think I'm stupid Why? Because I'm stupid Oh! A decent song would be a real improvement for me Is this the life I've been given? Is this still life?
10.
Maybe we were better off sticking with Camptown Races Maybe we were better served rolling in Leaves of Grass Maybe we were plenty bad firin' at fifteen paces But all I know is that we're all Slowly dyin' American kids Chasing after Seferoth, loitering at HMV Taking more than we deserve, cheating of the geeks in class Paying bread to catch 'em, tell me was just me you or was it the thing to do? But all I know is that we're all Slowly dyin' American kids Dreams of power, schemes and plans Remind me of the better days Slowly dyin' American kids
11.
Have a tendency to be self-defeating It's getting hard to keep this heart from bleeding The clearer my reflection the faster it grows dim If I turned into a lighthouse the navalcade had better learn to swim There's something hypocritical about loving New York Sweetness on the plate but poison on the fork As one nice thing arises two better things must fall But it's alright, Ma! I'm only bleeding after all I'm not complaining, but... Nearly thirty days after the second tower fell We had to walk to school trying to ignore the smell And nearly thirty years I've spent now trying to deny That I was born short and I'm gonna die shy, that's why I'm not complaining, but...

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released March 1, 2016

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