Basements

by The Rowley Estate

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Released October 28 2016. Recorded Winter 2013 at Sound Foundry Studios in Kingsville Ontario Canada. Produced by Brett Humber.

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released October 28, 2016

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Track Name: Ten Hundred
I got this friend. Well he’s more like a brother.
It can be fun to pretend but some things you just can’t cover.
This place is your turd, you can’t polish it.
But I’m fearin’ the day that you call it quits.
I’ve worn those shoes well and all the politics.
I’ve never questioned the time spent on all of this.

If it takes a big man to admit when he’s wrong then I’m as tall as the mountains you call home.

And I know things change but I wish some things stayed the same.
This music, these friendships won’t ever change.

I know man I just met you but I know this what meant to be cause these fast drums, fast punk is what we hold onto.
Both caught the same thing, an asston of feelings.
Look at us now, man. 3,164 kilometers from my home.

This place it wasn’t for you, I knew it all along. But I hope you come back soon. Still kiss my Mom.
Track Name: Phil Myass
I put my heart into a bottle, soul onto a plate, my pride right on the tabletop and you still fucking complain. Know the way is PMA but you’re still in my fucking face. I can’t take your bullshit anymore.

You constantly ask me the questions I can’t answer
It’s like you just want me to belive that living positively will never benefit me. Well I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong

Cause what works for me might not for you cause it’s just the way I do things.
Sick and tired of trying to prove cause it’s just the way I do things.
Always up, won’t ever loose.
Not trying to preach but just show you it’s just the way I do things.

You taught me all about it, you second guessed you doubted it
like you just want to belive that back in the day, the good ole days singing PMA PMA all day wasn’t living proof about it. Look at me now. Look at you now.
Track Name: Just In Time For Pizza
I want double cheese and pepperonis, anchovies please on my pizza.
And I want sausage and mushrooms, tomatoes please on my pizza.

I don’t like my job, I just wanna go home and order a pizza from Krusty's Pizzeria.

We want pizza 24/7. Then we’ll be in pizza heaven.

Extra cheese and garlic crust. Homemade sauce, that’s just a must. I want everything on my pizza pie. I want my pizza to touch the sky.
Track Name: Good Gutz
And it’s killing me. I gotta break your heart. You we’re everything I ever wanted. You were my wish upon a star. And I know I left it all behind at the apartment where we spent Winter tied to the springs of that couch wasting our days away. I’m so sorry. Roses are red
broken hearts are too. I don’t wanna be that guy but I gotta be that dude.

The only thing that can save me now is my skateboard and a couple of pals.
Couple of pals that can keep me on my feet when my boards isn’t beneath me.
They can keep me up above this shit storm.

They say the storm is brewin’. I swear it just had passed.
It left my mind a dark cloud filling up with tear gas.
My heart break. My cake break. I built it up so tall just to watch it all fall, my cake break.

I thought that when I finished school we would have some fun, we would swim in your pool. Hang out and watch the sunset. Talk about when we’d skate next.

Thinking about all the good times we’ve had. Thinking about all the good times to come. We we’re so totally happy. What the fuck happened to me?

But feelings change like feelings do. I don’t wanna be that guy but I gotta be that dude. Roses are red, violets are blue. I don’t wanna be that guy but I gotta be that dude.

I’m nothing but a loaded gun with your heart in front of my bullet. Finger sweating on that trigger. That’s when I knew that I had to blow this. It was me all along.
You did nothing wrong. Tell your Dad I think he’s rad and I need you to know that I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

And feelings change like the seasons do. I don’t wanna be that guy, but I gotta be that dude.
Track Name: Winter Blues
Whoa you’ve been hanging this cloud over my head. No promises.
I know the words will sting like the Winter wind creeping ‘round my neck.

We built this together. We called it ours. An unlikely adolescent house of cards that became our kingdom of who we were with walls built of youthful rhyming words.

I haven’t seen a sidewalk in weeks and it’s fucking with me.

But I can’t help but bare that grin. You’re always there through thick and thin. I lost a brother but I gained another. Remind me take my own advice. Together we just roll the dice. See what tomorrow brings.

Whoa it’s freezing out here so let me in. Where do I begin? Cause I wrote a novel based on the things you’ve missed since I moved in.

I haven’t seen a sidewalk in weeks.
Track Name: Summer Vacation
I’m gunna hang at the park. I’m gunna skate after dark. Can someone remind me how long I’ve been 23?
Gunna catch every punk rock show. Call in sick just come with me bro. Working through Summer it must be a bummer.

It’s getting warm outside and I know what it means. July and August equals a vacation for me. I’m just a bearded, icensed, legally drinking, eligible to vote pre-teen living the dream.

Summer Vacation.

I’m gunna hit on some girls. I’m gunna explore the world. It’s all work and no play and I sleep all my days away. I’m gunna work on my car. 4 a.m. playing bass guitar. Creeping your online pics. Gunna learn how they make toothpicks.
Track Name: Party of 5
You got my back 100 percent of the time and I got yours too and together we’ll always get through.
You promised that you’ll never let me fall and that I’ll always get another fucking try.

You got my back 100 percent of the time and I got yours too. Together we’ll get through.

You’ve been beside me from the beginning and I’ll be here till the end. Tough times get tougher. With us they’ll get better when we sing these songs together.

Side by side these times will fly by when we stick together. Stick together, yeah.
Side by side, we’ll smash these hard times and we’ll end this suffer forever.

Whoa when we sing these songs together, promise me we’ll stick together.

And you promised me that you’ll never let me fall and that I’ll always get another fucking try.

When we sing these songs together, promise me we’ll stick together.
Track Name: Daves The Boy
We can spend the night watching DUIs. But honesty illuminates the lies. Headlights and hideouts more than late night drives. Give it time and
you’ll realize.

You can drive me to drink but I can’t drive you to think so I’ll drive you home. But this car will break down before feet touch the ground. I’ll be driving alone.

Drama drunk, the master of the game. High on confusion, Queen of all that’s lame. There’s friends I knew. Friends that chose to spend their nights out chasing hoes and giving girls like you the time of day.

I got the best luck in the worst way. Timing will get you in the peak of your brightest day.

It’s times like these we can’t forget that we believe what can’t be said or explained but simply felt. We play with the cards that we’ve been dealt. And when it rains it fucking pours but each drop bears harder on the doors that hold us back and keep us down. Not just a flood. A lost and found.
Track Name: Skh8
I’m kickin’ I‘m pushin’ I don’t give a shit the size of your deck or how you’re shreddin’ it.
Switch Flip a six stair or bombin’ a hill. I don’t give a shit, man so just fucking chill.

I wanna skateboard. I wanna hang out with my friends. I wanna hang out until the end. If you ride a board you're my friend and I am yours.
I wanna hang out with my friends.

A long one, a fast one, a skinny one, a short one. Come on, man what’s the deal with this shit? See you riding past me. Mean muggin’ you hate me cause my board is different from yours.

I wanna skateboard. I wanna hang out with you, dude. I wanna hang out in the nude.
Track Name: School Bus Driver
It’s funny how this wood, these wheels, nuts and bolts, pre-formed steel could bring us together time after time with the same results night after night.

Too much fun was always an issue. Drinkin’ booze time to cruise with the best of my dudes. Staying up way too late with no sort of regrets staring us in the face so let’s meet up after dark. Let’s meet up 10 o’clock sharp. Let’s meet up, Charles Clark and we’ll start the ruckus.

So go grab your board, forget your chores, let’s hit the floor cause today is your day to hit the cement with a kick and a push we’ll live hard and young. Strictly for fun.

Hit the concrete on a Saturday night. Skate around, uptown, watch the fights. Me and my best friends, you’ll see us shreddin’ the gnar and eating Frenchy’s Poutine. Bummed out cause chicks chill with dicks. Brand new shoes, just wrecked my kicks. Need a board meet. Need a quick fix. I gotta fix this.

So let’s meet up after dark. Let’s meet up. Charles Clark. So let’s meet up. Ford Test Track Park and we’ll start the ruckus.

Board meet. Come and save me. This wood, these wheels. Keep us together.
Track Name: NSC
You Were a waste of time
Track Name: Tom Harry Dick
I’m immature. I don’t give a fuck. This is who I wanna be.
All day with nothing to do. I’ll sit around inside my room and I’ll be thinking of all the stupid shit to do.
I’m bored. I wanna skateboard but I can’t cause you’re not here with me and I know I don’t wanna skate alone.

I know I’m not always sane but god damn I’m still the same. I’m carefree. Immature. I’m having way too much fun yelling at my sister and I know that Grandma won’t be impressed this time. My uncle said it’s about
time for me to grow up but I don’t know how to. My mom says i’m 19 going on 4. My friends say gimme some more and I know I know. I don’t know how to.

I’m immature. I know it. Damn straight, I’m not afraid to show it. Got some money so let’s blow it on tattoos, another pair of shoes and I’m sitting here trying to think of a lame excuse to not go to school today. Live my life my fucking way and I know I just wanna skate alone.

I know I’m not always sane but god damn I’m still the same. I got a PMA. Wanna skate all day. Spending too much time trying to fucking get laid and I know that Grandma won’t be impressed this time. My uncle said it’s about time for me to grow up. But I don’t know how to.

Fuck that. I’m not gunna. I don’t know how and I don’t wanna. Not here. Not Now. Not some way. Not here. Not Now. Not some day. I know I’m not always sane but god damn I’m still the same and I’m carefree. Immature. I’m having way too much fun flicking boogers at my brothers and I know.
Track Name: 123 Erie
How can you miss someone that you hate? I’ve used my calendar up since we could relate. It’s the end of my shift in more ways than one. Tonight this is over, I’ll come over it’s done.
Waking up angry. Blamed for the wrongs. You start to wonder why you even stuck around so long. So I want you to know that it’s not me. It’s you. The reason I chose this rooms for the view.

Nothing takes my breath like the New York City skyline but I can settle for Detroit as long as you’re not wasting my time. So tonight I’ll take the long way home for the last time. Leaving you behind.

If I need to see the future it’s a windows glance away. I don’t even need to check the time because I know what my clocks gunna say.