1. |
Finally Free
03:41
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I drove right on by your house the other day,
Didn't stop to see if your car was in the driveway,
Just kept moving, put my pedal to the floor,
I like to think that I don't think of you at all anymore
But I heard you quit your job and you're headed up north,
Hope you find yourself a place, baby, you can afford,
Hope you find yourself a man and treat him better than me,
Just give me this moment of clarity please.
I believe,
I believe I am finally free,
From your grasps,
from your reigns,
I am free
I believe I am finally free,
Drive all night down 73,
I believe,
I believe I am free
I'll probably write a few songs from a place of my own,
Find myself a new muse and maybe even get stoned,
I'll drive through the city or watch re-runs of Friends,
Spin some old time records and listen to The Bends,
I'll cut the sleeves off every old shirt that you bought,
Probably start to forget everything I've been taught,
I'll go for a run or a walk in the park,
Have a couple of drinks and go dancing in the dark
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2. |
Ourselves to Blame
03:24
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We drove to Baltimore and back up to the Jersey Shore,
Hung out by the Ferris Wheel, my heart was yours to harm or heal,
You picked the latter, didn't matter 'cause you always do,
and in my dreams it always seems that it was only me and you
It's not the first time,
It damn sure ain't the last,
We'll fight about almost everything,
Then you bring up the past,
And if I changed my stupid ways,
I think that I could make you stay,
But this love's a losing game,
We will never be the same,
and now we've only got ourselves to blame
And on those autumn days,
Agreed to go our separate ways,
Thought it had all gone,
Turned out I was wrong,
'Cause you just waited there,
With baited breath and steady prayer,
Let me know that I'm not dead,
In the water or in my head.
It's not the first time,
It damn sure ain't the last,
We'll fight about almost everything,
Then you bring up the past,
And if I changed my stupid ways,
I think that I could make you stay,
But this love's a losing game,
We will never be the same,
and now we've only got ourselves to blame
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3. |
South Philly Girls
02:48
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She walks along East of Passyunk,
Past the corner where she first found punk,
And those basement shows and the late nights,
Those drunken rants under neon lights,
She walks along East of Passyunk
From my window I just sit and stare,
At a rose tattoo and a flower in her hair,
And wonder where it all went wrong,
and why I'm left to write this song,
From my window I just sit and stare.
Those South Philly girls will break your heart,
Those South Philly girls will break your heart,
Those South Philly girls,
Those South Philly girls,
Those South Philly girls,
Well, they broke mine.
I still fight the urge to call from time to time,
Just to let her know I'm doing fine,
And though I'd like to wish her well,
She broke my heart and put me through hell,
I still fight the urge to call from time to time.
Those South Philly girls will break your heart,
Those South Philly girls will break your heart,
Those South Philly girls,
Those South Philly girls,
Those South Philly girls,
Well, they broke mine.
Those South Philly girls will break your heart,
Those South Philly girls will break your heart,
Those South Philly girls,
Those South Philly girls,
Those South Philly girls,
Well, they broke mine.
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The Ethynyls Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Slangin' a smooth blend of punk and americana from a South Philly apartment.
Founded in early 2017 by Justin Allen (vocals/guitar) and Austin Lastoskie (lead guitar).
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