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where do you see yourself in 60 years, do you see yourself helping me out of the bath?

by Drunk at the Library

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hankus Definitely see myself listening to this in 60 years.

Really enjoyed watching the band play live in The Citadel last year. Listened to the stairwell live album for months in anticipation for this and it delivered. The energy and production are amazing.

Great work! Excited for more.

Cheers,
Hankus Favorite track: Nothing in My Pocket.
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1.
Why is it so hard meeting people in the city When people—man, they're everywhere And surely not all of them hate you— Or that’s what you’d think! But they’ve all got eyes drawings lines on the sidewalk Hands hanging down by their thighs As they stride right on by you Without saying hi, yeah, without even trying Well there’s no way to go it alone So I might as well start throwing stones Just to make them look up from their phones Yeah, to make them look at me Just look, just look, just look at me AGH! Why is it so hard meeting people in the city When people—man, they're everywhere Yeah, there's people in the rivers There's people in the skies But you could stand right in the middle of traffic With your eyes closed and your arms open wide And they’d all glide on by you Like you was an island and they was the tide Well there’s no way to go it alone So I might as well start throwing stones Just to make them look up from their phones Yeah, to make them look at me Just look, just look, just look at me I guess the hard part is finding one person in the city One person out of one hundred and thirty thousand or more One person who’s looking for one person too Sit em all down for a series of interviews Where do you see yourself in sixty years Do you see yourself helping me out of the bath Well there’s no way to go it alone So I might as well start throwing stones Just to make them look up from their phones Yeah, to make them look at me Just look, just look, just look at me
2.
Bodies 05:12
The boys found a body Ten teeth and a tail All oozing and red All tender and pale Flooded with maggots Crawling with flies And there were holes in her heart And there were holes in her eyes It feels really weird When you’re watching something die And you can’t look away But the kids they start to cry So we left her behind It was buzzing and bright And back in the cabins Our heads all bowed There was plenty to say But we didn’t make a sound Yeah, back in the cabins Our eyes cast down There was plenty to say But we didn’t, no, we didn’t make a sound Down on the docks Drunk for the first time We’re sick of the old folks And we’re sick of the straight lines So we’re going in deeper We’re getting out of the zoo Oh brave new world! 2002! It feels like we’ve been sleeping With our eyes open wide I wanna kiss your cheek And I wanna hear you sigh What you can’t say with words You can say with your thighs And back in the cabins Our heads all bowed There was plenty to say But we didn’t make a sound Yeah, back in the cabins Our eyes cast down There was plenty to say But we didn’t make a sound There’s a mosquito on your cheek And I could bite it in my teeth And taste the blood On my tongue It’s not easy being young We’re sleeping with our eyes open wide Come with me, baby You’re the only one who gets me I’ll show you the bodies I’ll touch you if you let me
3.
When my friends ask if I Want to go in on a pizza pie I have to say no Woah As much I love a pizza pie I don’t have the dough Woah But if you drop a slice I could eat it off the floor Because there’s nothing in my pocket There’s nothing in the bank I don’t know how I got this far On a mostly empty tank There’s nothing in my pocket There's nothing underneath my mattress neither Yeah, there’s nothing in my pocket And there’s nothing in the bank When my friends ask if I Want to go see Radiohead live They’re going to retire This might be the last time I cry and I cry Cuz I can’t, no, I can’t spare a dime And I’m going to die Without seeing Radiohead live But I could tag along And I could listen to the parking lot Because there’s nothing in my pocket There’s nothing in the bank I don’t know how I got this far On a mostly empty tank There’s nothing in my pocket There’s nothing underneath my mattress neither There’s nothing in my pocket And there's nothing in the bank There's nothing in my pocket I can’t do Cineplex, but we Oh, we could watch Oh, we could watch Something at home I’m going to go sell this guitar Right after the show And that wasn’t a joke This guitar could be yours Talk to me after I’m done I’ll be standing by the door There’s nothing in my pocket
4.
40 Below 06:04
How long is the line for the alley tonight? I’ve got seventeen papers I don’t wanna write I wanna get blasted and fly like a kite How long is the line for the Alley tonight? It’s forty below Perfect weather for pencil skirts and polos Forty below Six inch heels Seven inches of snow I've been lying to myself I've been lying my whole life Yeah, it feels like I've been sleeping with my eyes open wide Let liquor unearthly loose each earthly bind I swear I see angels when I look in your eyes I heard heaven's a club where there ain't no damn line and it's Forty below Perfect weather for pencil skirts and polos Forty below Six inch heels Seven inches of snow We're closer than we've ever been This my favourite medicine Something beautiful begins When you open up and you let me in While we're showing skin It's forty below Perfect weather for pencil skirts and polos Forty below Six inch heels Seven inches of snow We're closer than we've ever been This my favourite medicine Something beautiful begins When you open up and you let me in While we're closer than we've ever been This my favourite medicine Something beautiful begins When you open up I wanna fly like a kite A kite on a line In the hands of a child In a perfect blue sky I wanna fly like a kite In a perfect blue sky
5.
The Answer 03:24
I tried pleasure And I tried pain I stood in the sunshine I stood in the rain And I got burnt And I got wet But the answer hasn’t come to me yet So I went to the Muslims And I went to the Jews I searched in the pulpit I searched in the pews I prayed to the Buddha And I prayed to Baphomet But the answer hasn’t come to me yet No, the answer hasn't come to me yet So I moved to the country Sold all my possessions And I lived off the land But I kind of missed the concrete And I kind of missed the man Maybe this is all a set-up for a really long joke And someone’s having a laugh And maybe you only hear the punchline As you gasp your last gasp And maybe the punchline Is that there’s nothing to get Well, the answer hasn’t come to me yet The answer hasn’t come to me yet

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released September 28, 2019

where do you see yourself in 60 years, do you see yourself helping me out of the bath?

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Drunk at the Library

All lyrics by Will Wellington
All music by Drunk at the Library

Drunk at the Library is: Will Wellington, Murphy Digby, Laura Rutty, Sarah Becker, and Trevor Cooke

Produced, engineered, mixed, and mastered by Dan Loughrin at Big Rig Studios in 2018/2019

Thank you Dan for inspiring, encouraging, and indulging us.

Artwork and design by Murphy Digby

And thank you to so many more...

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