Sister, please, stop hittin me, I've got you on my knee
Sister, please, stop missin' me, soon you won't care
and if you don't care then I don't
Sister please, stop hittin on me, they'll call the police
Sister please, stop screamin at me
we love ourselves and hate everybody else
Oh, you know that I came to see if I've done wrong
In this 40oz house do you want the kitchen sink
well I do, the fact that you're black makes you blue
and I was sitting next to dad when you were born in the summer
The third studio album by this Iowan DIY rock outfit is charmingly shambly and off-kilter but undergirded with strong pop songwriting. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2018