Get all 8 One High Five releases available on Bandcamp and save 25%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of This Thing for That, Bridge City Sessions, Nerd Wax, Beardlip Instrumentals, Beardlip, When They Try to Harm You, Here, Hear, and Fast Food @ Third Man Records | Record Store Day 2018.
1. |
The Ol Switcheroo
03:28
|
|||
|
I was thinking, baby baby, about the ‘ol switcheroo
from a dramatic actor to a comedic troupe
Pick a card, ready run, pick an action quick
How do you reign when everything’s broke?
Oops! the hungry broke the dinner bell
The devil’s armies climbing up the wishing well
Mother, may i have a menu that’s more for me?
There’s no glory for a m.i.a. v.i.p.
Cause there comes a time in everyones life when their going to choose to live or die
It can’t be fun to walk on dead bodies when you know that half of them are alive
The ‘ol switcheroo! No one will expect it
A quick attack to send them running off into the night
Stab! in the back with a feather
Forsake humanity with a little touch of levity
Take a moment to reflect on making out with the sun
How it can breathe life into about anyone
Kiss off goodbye devil, goodbye academy
Hello towers built to honor everything to be
Cause there comes a time in everyone’s life when their going to choose to live or die
It can’t be fun to walk on dead bodies when you know that half of them are alive
The ‘ol switcheroo! No one will expect it
A quick attack to send them running off into the night
Stab! In the back with a feather
Forsake humanity with a little touch of levity
Aww yeah! I’m going to make it
Mother Teresa’s going to stand up and applaud for me
The ‘ol switcheroo, the ‘ol switcheroo
|
||||
2. |
Game Show
03:23
|
|||
|
Born to pick and choose
Oops, I am mistaken all my choices have been chosen
Born to live and learn
Born to do and die if I did not do it right
Duty lies in doing the best you can
It’s not what you know, but who would you blow
and if you want it all you better spit out what you’re told
Ask me to pick a side
I will slice your babies right between the eyes
I made up my own game
The instant winner now follow all my fame
We don’t need help to make this more funny
Duty lies in doing the best you can
Mama threw me into a game show where all the answers are removed from their soul
It’s not what you know, but who would you blow
If you want it all you better spit out what you’re told
Canned laughter is a warm family
Can laughter set us free?
It’s reality to be loved and hated
It’s reality to be eliminated
You’re the star
|
||||
3. |
How We Enjoyed Ourselves
02:06
|
|||
|
Go ahead and look up in the sky, now you’re floating
Do you want another piece of pie? How exciting!
What a day, I said. How we enjoyed ourselves.
Do you wanna run with me through the garden?
Oh you have a slip and slide? Well, I beg your pardon
Leaving nothing to chance, how we enjoyed ourselves
We walked hand in hand across the land, always listening
Fireworks played melodies, when we kissed heard symphonies
Always time to dance, how we enjoyed ourselves
Eating pie in summer time will go down in history
Kiss me if you miss me and the trumpets will sound revelry
What a day, I said, how we enjoyed ourselves
Keep the days coming, keep them coming my way
|
||||
4. |
Fully Operational
02:48
|
|||
|
This old bag of bones should be left alone
Buried in the corner, away from a window
If it can’t breathe, maybe it will stay down
I hope my eyes don’t tell
so you won’t tell of a strange sad disposition
A dramatization of a child who doesn’t sleep at night
Well a boogie man finally won the fight
I don’t want to sleep tonight
Must be fully operational
Oh at best I will dream of a zombie team
With the same aspirations
To create conquer and delight
There’s so much pressure on us
So much for us to know
and I will be damned if I rest without peace tonight
I don’t want to sleep tonight
Must be fully operational
I have to get this so right
Must be instantly sensational
|
||||
5. |
Crash the Party
05:02
|
|||
|
Statues will be broken with great authority
Understating the lack of care for antiquity
On a bus people came with brand new tongues and polished hand grenades
Even now I look for weapons to borrow
Timeless antics can’t wait for tomorrow
A bowie knife, paper and pens, to record actions from all there who agree
They know what’s wrong and just might make it right
A concentration of sun exploding out there eyes
Burning hope will be motto
and the name of first battle sight
I didn’t come here to crash the party
I came here to crash myself
I didn’t believe and now my hearts on my sleeve
Everything will be well
I never said that I had the best plan
I’ll follow you now I am just a hopeful man
I agree it’s time for a change, a new hope, and a new face to maim
Where is the line so I can polish my new hand grenade?
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
Perfidy is four letter word wrapped in love
and a tattered white flag soaring like a dove
C’mon, didn’t you know wars are fought to be won?
Now say hello to my rooftop friend
I
t’s so fun whispering bullets through the breeze
The propaganda of the deed will have everyone talking
And starting up a riot
It’s exactly what you want
History has proven that you have a great thirst for the hunting season
We as witches cackle, gossip and plan
We wouldn’t have been friends on any other day
Now I have a cause and a polished hand grenade
Requesting permission to speak freely
Maybe tomorrow you would have done this to me
It’s so fun whispering bullets through the breeze
The propaganda of the deed will have everyone talking
And starting up a riot
It’s exactly what you want
History has proven that you have a great thirst for the hunting season
We as witches cackle, gossip and plan
Oh! Here’s a copy of the art of war
Read up and give ‘em all what for
A fresh steaming smoking yellow dove
So kids, seclude, body guard, and bulletproof your dreams
They’ll lie and fight, attack you just as you think
Be sane, be calm, evolve, take ‘em to the streets
I’ve seen their armies and we’ve already won
|
||||
7. |
Tear Down the Wall
03:53
|
|||
|
It’s obsession and repression that allows me to bring attention to my mind
It’s a cracked piece of glass
Beautiful and colorful to the touch wonderful, a firecracker in a car crash
If I lose control, I lose the team
If I lose my soul, I am a machine
Wake up it is morning, your age it is growing,
Oh no no no
It’s an age old practice I will use to our advantage
Mind control mixed with spit
When we get up to the wall we need your help to make it fall
Here’s a grab bag full of tricks
Wait, are you determined, strong, bold and wise?
Does your body hold power or just dirty lies?
There’s a war to be won so let’s have some fun, brick by brick by brick
Let’s tear the wall down to the ground
Where do you see yourself in the next five years?
I’m still attacking this wall if its not torn down
Do you want my help?
Do you want my heart (oh yeah!)
My brothers and my sisters
Let’s tear the wall down to the ground
If I was more articulate I would spit in your face
A bonafide reject psycho punch to put you in your place
Demons, they’re getting bolder
Bringing down my back and breaking my shoulders, no!
Wake up it is morning, your age it is growing
There’s a war to be won so let’s have some fun
Down by the wall, let’s watch it fall
Brick by brick by brick
Let’s tear the wall down to the ground
Where do you see yourself in the next five years?
I’m still attacking this wall if its not torn down
Do you want my help?
Do you want my heart (oh yeah!)
My brothers and my sisters
Let’s tear the wall down to the ground
|
||||
8. |
1,000 Miles Per Hour
04:38
|
|
||
|
1,000 miles per hour seems innocent indeed
But what is speed, when you don’t know where you’re going?
A knife to the throat seems dangerous indeed
But what’s to bleed, when you don’t know what’s flowing?
Moving away from this land, this abulia
I’m going to the best place for me
A car full of gas and a map you cannot see
It was costly my mind spent all my money
I’d blame for you for my troubles but i know its all on me
Responsibility is bloody and dragging behind me
Moving away from this land, this abulia
I’m going to the best place for me
If you feel the same, follow me
Things are what they seem
This ain’t the life for me and you know it
We’re going to do the same things we did yesterday
trying to pass the time waiting for tomorrow
Please tell me at night you dream of the wildest things
Cause I bite at windows
Teeth versus glass
Pray for salvation from my lazy ass
I toss and turn, sleepwalk and start fires
Create new words to help scream out desires
So please, if you feel the same, follow me
Moving away from this land, this abulia
I’m going to the best place for me
Sometimes life has a way of making you feel crazy
Baby it’s not the road laid out for me
|
||||
One High Five Long Beach, California
Alternative Punkrock
Long Beach, CA
If you like One High Five, you may also like:
Frantic Semantic EP
by Grow Rich
Fuzzy and swirling shoegaze soundscapes from Indonesia full of emotion and DIY spirit.
go to album
Death is Nothing to Us
by Fiddlehead
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights.
go to album
Hold The Door For Strangers
by Labrador
Philadelphia-based Labrador make unfussy and empathetic alt-country meant to sincerely bolster the downcast in times of strife.
go to album
Pop-punk sounds expansive and open-hearted on the high-energy LP from Portsmouth band Personal Best.
go to album
Lowdown Ways
by DADDY LONG LEGS
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals.
go to album
Rat City Dog Boy
by Rotten Mind
Brisk, gripping, and unbelievably hooky, the latest from Sweden’s Rotten Mind combines breathless urgency with post-punk majesty.
go to album
Wrapped In Cellophane
by Vessel
Crisp drumming cuts through the tangle of interwoven instrumentation on this cerebral yet groovy post-punk record.
go to album
