Vivian Pickles
by The Matildas
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Digital Album
Immediate download of 13-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
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Best of Everything
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Luv is Dumb
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Il Matto
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Aunt Bea!
02:34
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Can Crusher
03:06
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about
Recorded in January 2013 at Rhinoceropolis by Haroldo Mardones. Songs by Robin & Trevor. Copyright Sub Popcorn Records.
credits
released 12 February 2013
Robin Edwards - vox & guitar
Trevor Jahner - vox & guitar & bass
Ben Donehower - drums
Robin Edwards - vox & guitar
Trevor Jahner - vox & guitar & bass
Ben Donehower - drums
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ROBIN n TREVVOR n BEN n SAMMI are THE MATILDAS
write us: heymatildas@gmail.com
shows
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May 23Denver, CO
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Jun 01Denver, CO
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Jun 30Denver, CO
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Jul 18Denver, CO
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- Track Name: Best of Everything
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I got it bad
I'm such a brat
it's such a drag
why do you want me in your bed?
I'm gonna die
I can tell tonight
or will I live and worry,
wasting all my time?
I'm always wanting more from everything I ever see
I'm never satisfied with anything you give to me
But you give me everything
I'm terrified
all of the time
can't sleep at night unless yr
by my side
Distracting me
from web md
and all the dumb things
that I read
I'm always wanting more from everything I ever see
I'm never satisfied with anything you give to me
But you give me everything - Track Name: Baby, Let Me Write Your Lines
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You always say the stupidest things
It's like you don't know how to read
You're always jumping in with anecdotes that don't make any sense and
I am always wondering why
Baby, let me write your lines
If you could talk to me, we'd never ever have to sleep
So baby, let me write your lines
At first I thought that you were shy
I dreamed of all the ways your words would blow my mind
But I am finding out the reason nothing's in your mouth is
your long hair hides a waste of time
Baby, let me write your lines
I'd stick my tongue in your mouth to keep your words from coming out
So baby, let me write your lines
You're never ever home at night when I wanna call
and even when you answer I'm talking to a pretty wall
I guess I'm never on your mind
I guess that nothing's on your mind
Oh baby, let me write your lines - Track Name: Luv is Dumb
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We hung out all night
but when you left
I forgot what your face looked like
I gotta see you again
I am not the type
to call you all the time
But love is making me dumb
Your love is making me dumb
I'm checking your horoscope
trying to remember the things you said
you're making me hope
I'm making you a mix tape in my head
It's way too soon
but all I do is swoon
Cause love is making me dumb
your love is making me dumb
luv is dumb - Track Name: Snoring Through My Dreamzzz
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Even when you're not around they're
keeping me from dreaming
ever since you left this town
my nights are always seeming to
turn back to you
yr keeping me awake
why couldn't the thing that's stuck in my head
have been yr tape?
you're snoring through my dreamzzz
and I don't blame you
for keeping me up all night
I blame yr arms yr tongue yr lips yr tv eyes
the things you whisper to me
when we turn out the light
yr left handed guitar
yr motorcycle rides
you're snoring through my dreamzzz
I know it's dumb
I should probably run
to someone without sleep apnea
who can stay the night & just keep quiet
but every time I turn out the light...
I keep humming along
it's stuck in my brain
that song you sang
when you weren't awake
you're snoring through my dreamzzz - Track Name: Aunt Bea!
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Before midnight she comes around
she's wearing blue lipstick and throwing popcorn on the ground
she hates the cops
she hates my boss
she brings me food as it starts to rot
She may not know about expiration dates
but she knows how to make my work nights not so lame
Aunt Bea she always gets in for free
She says she once taught art school
and I don't care if that is true
She wears a wig
sometimes two wigs
Bea writes loopy notes on everything
I love to watch as people back away
when she hands out tampons and flat pink champagne
Aunt Bea she always gets in for free
