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released April 8, 2010

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the señors of marseille New York

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The señors of marseille are a musical project created by Matt Swope and Graham Bishop. They are joined by Steve Tarkington on drums and backing vocals and, most recently, Brady Walker on bass. They've played music in Brooklyn for almost six years.

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Track Name: Grace
If I were a little boy I don’t think I would like this place
But since you’re comin’ over guess I might as well set your place

I know everyone knows you can’t get enough when enough is another
And I think you should know you can’t get enough when enough is another one

When he comes home, he is not right

Patience is a virtue they say virtue is a grace
Grace is a little girl who wouldn’t wash her face

When he comes home, he is not right
So he never comes home...
Track Name: I Want You
When I see you walk right out the door
My feet stay tappin’ on the floor
‘Cause every time you leave it’s the same same song
You’ve got magic, but the real bad kind

I don’t want love… no, I don’t want love… and, I don’t want love

What if I can’t see you every night?
What if I can’t ever make the time?
‘Cause every time you leave it’s the same same song
You’ve got magic but the real bad kind

I don’t want love… no, I don’t want love… and, I don’t want love,
I want you

AAAAHHH! the fortune teller don’t matter
And, all your friends don’t matter!

‘Cause I don’t want love, I want you

I don’t want love, I want you

I don’t want love, I want… love?
Track Name: Never Stops
When does it end? Does it ever?
You, me, we... well yeah, yeah maybe
But this, them, these, that there is forever
I said, this, them, these, that there is forever
Cause, she, he, I, we got a feelin
I said we got a feelin
And my bones are breakin
And my heart is shakin
Her feet, her eyes, I see 'em, are dancing
And that boy his mind is fine in line all the time
Cause even though you say it stops, baby this’ll never stop
And when you say this can’t be, baby this’ll be you’ll see
(Everyone has nothing to explain)
Track Name: Drop 'til You Shop
When life gives you POM you make Pomade so you’re sticky like our situation
And the big fool yaps and he yappity yaps and he taps your imagination
Now we shut the door down, but we keep the car on. Everyone is free now, drop ‘til you…

If right just feels wrong but it don’t take long maybe it’s worth some contemplation
Cause the big fool talks in magic box insane with information
Now we shut the door down, but we keep the car on. Everyone is free now, drop ‘til you…

“Black Friday, and my favorite ‘Cyber Monday’ are quickly approaching, and if you’re like me you’re already looking for the hottest deals of the season… about 2000 people are lined up outside this WalMart, the line wrapping around the store. At 5 o’clock this morning that crowd surged forward busting down the doors… they started pushing in, pushing in, they wanted what they came for… it was an aggressive and out of control crowd.”
Track Name: Traditional American Synth Pop Dance Song
And everybody’s talkin in their sleep, you know it’s more than just a scary dream
And everybody’s dancing in the street, you know it’s more than just a silly swing
Peace of mind, out of line, spend a little sad time, it’s not what you’re used to
Everybody’s talkin in their sleep, I can’t close my eyes, and I stay awake so
So long, so long so long. Peace of mind out of line, spend a little sad time, it’s not what you’re used to.
Everybody’s talkin in their sleep, I can’t close my eyes, and I stay awake so
And everybody’s talkin in their sleep, you know it’s more than just a scary dream
And everybody’s dancing in the street, you know it’s more than just a silly swing
Peace of mind, out of line, spend a little sad time, it’s not what you’re used to...
Track Name: Heart'n'Soul
Get on this heart, get on this soul
Get on this train and watch it roll downhill
You’re losing your mind, you’re losing control
You’re losing your brain with the rock and roll
Come on get on this heart, get on this soul
And if love is like stars, does it shine or explode?
Does it light up your night?
Or, does it make you think about life?
Other places, other people, other times?
Track Name: The Cave
Reporter: “Deep in your heart don’t you truly believe that until you find out if he IS dead or alive, you won’t really eliminate the threat--”

Bush: “Deep in my heart I know the man’s on the run if he’s alive at all, and who knows if he’s hiding in some cave…”

And it was 4 5 6 in the morning and you know that shit it was, it was still going down
Everybody’s moving and tappin their boots cause no one wants to be the one caught standing around
And it was 1 2 3 many shmoozin’ and a groovin’ to the beat like a deafening sound
But it was 8 9 10 minutes later when we found 7 he was cold lying dead on the ground
We took the cave anyway
And it was oompapa as the band played along to the song we were ready to hear, it went
We took the cave anyway
You got your Bunker Buster, I got my Daisy Cutter, that shit well it was goin’ down
Gonna drop it on down to you, gonna drop it on down to you

Bush: “We haven’t heard from him in a long time and the idea of focusing on one person really indicates to me that people don’t understand the scope of the mission. Terror is bigger than one person, and he’s a person who’s been marginalized, his network, his host government has been destroyed. He’s the ultimate parasite who found weakness, exploited it, and--”

And it was 4 5 6 in the morning and you know that shit it was... it was still going down.
Everybody’s moving and tappin their boots cause no one wants to be the one caught standing around
And it was a-ok at the old school parade if you still need a reason to frown
But it was 8 9 10 minutes later when we found 7 he was cold lying dead on the ground
Track Name: Pretty Girls
Pretty girls, pretty girls they never get the joke
But funny girls, funny girls are always alcoholics
Sporty girls get up so early
Business girls need men with dollars
Me I just know puppy love, cause they always bring their leash and collar

So I’ll be up until the bats come home to perch, like me they’re upside down
I’ll lay and wonder where you who you are where you are and
Whatcha doin right now
Don’t know your name yet, never will so it seems
You’re just another girl of my dreams

Artsy girls, artsy girls are so sad inside
But happy girls, happy girls are so hard to find
Daddy’s girls pack lots of baggage
Smart girls can’t get too attached
Me I keep my head down walkin’
Saves me from a heart attack
Track Name: Here In New York
Here in New York, it’s a mess man
They are talkin’... you’re my best friend
I can only stay a while
Then I’ll go and make him smile
Let’s be happy,
Everybody’s wishin’ you were here, but now you’re never coming home
And everybody’s wishin’ you were there, but now you’re never coming, no
In the city night it’s too cold outside
In the city light it’s so cold outside
(Going downtown it’s so cold outside I hold my coat so tight, going out late night gonna make this feel nice)
Hey I would love you if you were before me
Hey I would say all the words to make you mine, all mine...
Track Name: Mars Needs Guitars
We are sending this transmission to gain your permission

Paradise to most would seem,
Yet we sleep and do not dream.
So advanced we have forgot,
All is cool and all that is rock.
We want to use technology
To rock without apology.
Now that you have heard our plight,
You must do what's [right]

Mars needs guitars!

What you say man? Did we pass the big test?
Will you aid us tonight on our musical quest?
It's not much to ask please just give us an axe!
We need help now, not a few seconds from now.
'Cause a few seconds from now we'll already know how
And we'll surf the moon, come to see you real soon!

You gotta surf the moon love, surf the moon love

Mars has guitars!

All we ask of you
Is that you clap not boo
So at last we have forgot
All that's cool and all that's rock.

Mars needs guitars!

So farewell from old Barsoom
And we hope to see you soon.
It's a quiet and lonely place
Here in the deep of space....