I got this flat nose, rich with tobacco
take me to whatever coast, will give the most pesos yeah
Put on a plank and thrown down the river
I don't understand why people don't like us yea
Hey, you're so serious, so serious, so serious
I'm holing my mistakes and the choices that we make
Born in a suitcase, mishandled and misplaces
Birth of a nation really taught me what color was
Got lost in DC, signed up for the army
They got them lettered streets, for keeping you company
Clapping my hands sore, for what it's worth
All we saw was the parade, we didn't hear bout no war
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