The World's Smallest Violin

by The J. Arthur Keenes Band

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released 18 August 2012
All songs written, recorded and performed by Daniel McLay
Artwork by Camila Castillo

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Track Name: Monsters
Please not another chance at absolution
put me on the waitlist to the institution

'Cause I can feel the monsters climbing back under

Please not another chance at retribution
put me under, put me in some deep confusion

'Cause I can feel the monsters climbing back under

But I can feel the monsters climbing back under
Track Name: Okay
Okay, I talked to you all day
the things some people say
I wish you'd go away
Find somewhere else to stay

Okay, I threw my phone away
and learned where not to lay
you just won't stow away
I have to pay and pay

Is this some fantasy of yours?
Always knocking at my doors
I've got things to do I swear
I have to wallow in despair
I have to shave off all my hair

Okay, I talked to you all day
the things some people say
I wish you'd go away
Find somewhere else to stay
and never meet my day

Okay, I read you loud and clear
Okay, this road is ending near
Someday, I will forget my fear
Someday, it could take years and years

Okay, I'll be the hand that steers
Away, I'm smiling ear to ear
Someday, I will forget my fear
Someday, I will get out of here
Track Name: Southern Accent
Last night's squabbles
are hanging in the air
I'm trying not to care, but I just can't

Stop objecting,
'cause every interjection
brings you closer to rejection and disgrace

Just give me something I can take in my hands
Just give me something I can feel and understand

After hours, I'm sifting through my day
I picked out every mistake that I made
I tried talking, but every word I spoke came out like it was from the script of the tirade

I can't help it if everywhere I walk
I'm stepping onto somebody's fingers

Just give me something I can take in my hands
Just give me something without question or demand
Just give me something I can take in my hands
Just give me something I can feel and understand
Track Name: Channel Two
On your own now, maybe
closet filled with hanging ladies
but they're all too slow

On your own now, baby
transported somewhere else lately
someplace where the earthquakes glow

But you don't own me
my television does
and it's not governed by your laws

On Channel Two
do, do do do do do, do, do, do, do

To the bone now, baby
don't hold back and act all shaky
it won't help you now

But hold the phone now, baby
I thought life wasn't worth evading
it just comes back to hunt you down

But you don't own me
my television does
and it's not governed by your laws

On Channel Two
do, do do do do do, do, do, do, do
Track Name: Trying Not to Hide
And then it's torn up,
taken from my insides
taken for a ride
I'm somewhere on the tundra,
trying not to hide

We're waking up at midnight
and wasting all our time
I'm somewhere in the ether,
trying not to hide

Ooooohh, oh, oh ooooh ohhh

We're waking up in cold sweats
and breaking out in hives
I'm somewhere in my own head,
trying not to hide