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Adolescent Day

Performed by D. Blake, J. Carpentier, M. Fernandes, H. Rose, P. Lambert, & R. Marshall

  •  written by J. Carpentier, M. Fernandes & R. Marshall 


It’s almost a full moon in London,
With the sun coming up in L.A.
You’re standing here beside me,
With the clouds turning grey
You can run from yourself
But you can’t run from the rain.
Leave the yellow jacket at home
It’s only water it won’t stain 


It’s an adolescent day. An adolescent day. So could you? Could you? Could you?
Just hurry up and wait. 


Why don’t you smell the roses?
Make a wish in Rome?
Take a trip anywhere in the world
You’ve got no place to call your home 


It’s an adolescent day. An adolescent day. So could you? Could you? Could you? Just hurry up and wait.  


Order your french fries in Paris.
Or a coffee milk in the Ocean State.
It’s a field trip in Vietnam,
and some Napalm….Ain’t that great? 


It’s an adolescent day. An adolescent day. So could you? Could you? Could you?
Just hurry up and wait. 

Heather Rose, Jason Carpentier, Marlon Fernandes, Peter Lambert, Dana Blake, and Roby Marshall

Heather Rose, Jason Carpentier, Marlon Fernandes, Peter Lambert, Dana Blake, and Roby Marshall

Atmosphere

Performed by Eric Baylies, D. Blake, J. Carpentier, M. Gendron, P. Lambert, K. Swaluk & S. Walsh

  • written by J. Carpentier & P. Lambert


You ...you pack your suitcase with all your friends. 

It's nuthin...nuthin but a pack of gum and cigarettes.  

Rolling down the window to feel the breeze. 

To make you all feel that you’re all fucking kings and queens

Listening for the radio song that never plays

Blood on your hands and you’re on your way. 


Is it me you’re on? Is it me that gets you high? 


Three more steps ….Three more steps to the edge of this little world 

While you’re holding onto the arm of your little girl.  

Three more lies .Three more lies to the seven deadly sins.  

You’ve got the drive, let’s take a spin 

You can’t shake the taste of raspberry lips. 

You’ve got your poison; take a trip. 


Is it me that you’re on? Is it me that gets you high? 


I am the Bullet in the brain, I am your atmosphere,

I am the sorrow and the pain, I am your atmosphere,

I am the silence and the noise, I am your atmosphere,

I am the violence and the poise, I am your atmosphere,

I am the voice that you hear, I am your atmosphere,

I am the fabric that you tear, I am your atmosphere,

I am the dizziness and dreams, I am your atmosphere,

I am the silence of your screams, I am your atmosphere,

I am it all… ….and when the nightmare descends

Peter & Jason at the Living Room in Providence, 2000

BETTER THINGS

Performed by Dana Blake, Jason Carpentier, Mike Gendron, Luke MacPherson and Kevin Swaluk

  • written by J. Carpentier & M. Gendron


Fill the hole with dirt; Fill the void; Fill me up with lies; Fill me up with Freud. 


When you can’t tell right from wrong; you can’t tell night from dawn: What’s going on? 

When you feel you’re all dried out; And you feel you’re all too loud: What’s going on? 


Play the role of queen; play the clown; play the part of whore; Play the whole damn town. 


When you can’t tell right from wrong; you can’t tell night from dawn: What’s going on? 

When you feel you’re all cried out; And you feel we’re all too loud: What’s going on? 


‘Cause I’ve got better things to do. I’ve got better things to do. 

I’ve got better things to do. I’ve got better things to do. 


Wipe the tears away, wipe the blade. Wipe your sorry ass, wipe that smile off your face.

 

‘Cause I’ve got better things to do. I’ve got better things to do. 


 Jason & Mike at Club Cats in Pawtucket RI circa 2002

BLeeding Heart

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Mike Gendron, Sarah Kenyon, Scott Kenyon, Peter Lambert & Jared Smith

  • written by  J. Carpentier


Your eyes are talkin’; your mouth is watchin’;

Your body’s crawlin’ and duty’s callin’…Come on! Come on!


It’s the color. In a new form of art. It’s the color. Bleeding from a non-existent heart.


Mascara’s runnin’; It ain’t nothin’. Pick up the pieces of your morning (mourning).


It’s the color. In a new form of art. It’s the color. Bleeding from a non-existent heart.


Eyes adoring. Your eyes are pouring. I make the point but you’re scoring. Come on!


It’s the color. In a new form of art. It’s the color. Bleeding from a non-existent heart.

Bleeding from a non-existent heart. Bleeding from a non-existent heart. Bleeding from a non-existent heart.

Scott, Dan, Mike, Jason, and Sarah 2001

BLOODY MISTAKES

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Brad Mehlenbacher, Heather Rose, Craig Sowersby, and John Windle

  • written by  J. Carpentier, B. Mehlenbacher, H. Rose, C. Sowersby, and J. Windle  


Bloody mistakes are finding their way
To the house of death and decay
Watching over you with a fine-toothed smile
You know it’s really been awhile

I’ve been watching the inside of my eyes…I’ve been watching all of your lies.
I’ve been looking for a way to spend my time. I’ve been looking for awhile. 


Bloody mistakes are never few
Bloody mistakes are never far between
I'd like to tell you what it takes to make it all go away, but there are things you can't undo
Bloody mistakes are all I’ve seen 


Bloody mistakes are finding their way
So you can kill off all of your pain
Staying at the hotel of self-doubt
So you can go ahead and check out 

I’ve been listening for the sound of your pain. I’ve been listening in vain.
I’ve been holding on for a way to spend my time...holding onto pride. 


Bloody mistakes are never few

Bloody mistakes are never far between

I'd like to tell you what it takes to make it all go away, but there are things you can't undo 

Bloody mistakes are all I’ve seen  


On my life....I swear, you can take me back
Against my will again.
And it won’t take away your eloquence. 


Bloody mistakes are finding their way
To your sins and your souls, anyway

Since they’ve felt the depth & the weight

it’s just another side of your hate


Bloody mistakes are never few

Bloody mistakes are never far between

I'd like to tell you what it takes to make it all go away, but there are things you can't undo 

Bloody mistakes are all I’ve seen 

 John, Heather, Jason and Brad

BULLETIN

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Joe Danner, David Lyne, Kevin Swaluk and Steve Walsh

  • written by  J. Carpentier & D. Lyne


Someone told me not to breathe
Someone sold me your disease
Someone beat me like a drum
Someone told me not to come 


Someone put a bullet in my head
My lights are flashing green to red
I’ve never felt so underfed
Someone put a bullet in my head


Someone told me not to fold
Someone sold me your black soul
Someone beat me half to death
Someone told me not to waste my breath 


I can’t rely, can't rely on breaking down
Every time, every time that you’re around 


Someone put a bullet in my head
My lights are flashing green to red
I’ve never felt so underfed
Someone put a bullet in my head 

 Jason and Dave in Bridgewater MA, 2003

CELESTIAL

Performed by Dana Blake, Jason Carpentier, Marlon Fernandes, Peter Lambert, and Roby Marshall

  • written by  J. Carpentier, M. Fernandes, and R. Marshall


I don’t think you’re quite as crazy ….As you used to be.
I don’t have the time to find out…What it is you see. 

Cause I’m walking down a street of broken mirrors
In a city of distorted dreams 


I feel young, I feel wasted, I feel so inconsequential
I feel sun, I feel moon, I feel those…those celestial
Bodies…burning through my veins 


I see through the poor reflection…When I look into your eyes

I see through the pain and sadness….Addictive Suicide 

Cause I’m floating in a world of cracked Atlantis
Drowning in my pride 


And I feel numb, I feel wasted, I feel so inconsequential
I feel sun, I feel moon, I feel those…those celestial
Bodies…burning through my veins 


I read the news in the paper
I read it as I fall asleep
I don’t have the time to watch you
Dying on TV 

Marlon, Jason, and Roby at Club Cats in Pawtucket, 2007

CRY

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Ron Dumont, Mike Gendron, Bradley Mehlenbacker, and Steve Walsh

  • written by  J. Carpentier 


It’s the beginning of the end and the end of the beginning as I sit around and wonder what you’re thinking.
I only sleep at night so I can listen to your dreams and we can find a way to shut off all the screaming. 

  

Don’t wanna bleed for anybody 

Don’t wanna need anybody

Tell me again I’m somebody. Somebody 


Listen to the silence like you’d listen to the rain. Listen to your martyrs to keep yourself sane.
Innocence is ripe. Innocence is regal. Innocence is sin and Innocence is barely legal.  


Don’t wanna bleed for anybody 

Don’t wanna need anybody

Tell me again I’m somebody. Somebody....so I can …


Make you cry.  

 Mike, Jason, Ron, and Brad

DRAMA QUEEN

Performed by Dana Blake, Jason Carpentier, Mike Gendron, Luke MacPherson, and Kevin Swaluk

  • written by  J. Carpentier  & M. Gendron


With every night and every overdose, you’re no stranger to love…

No stranger to the ones who hold you close
With every night and all the alcohol, Everyone…everyone is disposable 


With every night, when you’re comatose…there’s no strings to the ones that drive you home

No strings when you’re alone….it’s all you know…it’s all you’ve ever known


So I’m waiting for the day, waiting for the day, waiting for the day you fall in into my hole 

Luke & Jason, in studio, Sep. 2020

GUEST of honor

Performed by Dana Blake, Jason Carpentier, Marlon Fernandes, Peter Lambert, and Roby Marshall

  • written by  J. Carpentier , M. Fernandes, and R. Marshall


 Outrageous conduct…This living room isn’t living room, at all.
It’s such a bother…When you’re consumed to see the legacy as the fall. 

You reach for contact…But the facility, won’t take your pathetic call.
Refuse the father…When you made a promise at the infancy of standing tall. 


You’re the guest of honor …At this white trash wedding
Take off your coat, and stay awhile.
You’re the guest of honor…In this 12-man setting
Take a seat….And stand your trial. 


An Epiphany…A new beginning, to throw a tantrum for being the chosen one
Fed from the cradle, hope’s not a burden...it’s the only thing that keeps us on the run. 


You’re the guest of honor …At this white trash wedding
Take off your coat, and stay awhile.
You’re the guest of honor…In this 12-man setting
Take a seat….And stand your trial. 

You’re the guest of honor …At this white trash wedding
Take a seat….And stand your trial.

Why don’t you claim your throne…it’s all in style

Put on your smile, put on your face.
Now it’s all legal: You’re a disgrace.
Repeat the history, repeat mistakes,
Repeat the misery, repeat the hate. 


You’re the guest of honor …At this white trash wedding
Take off your coat, and stay awhile.
You’re the guest of honor…In this 12-man setting
Take a seat….And stand your trial. 

You’re the guest of honor …At this white trash wedding
Take a seat….And stand your trial.

Why don’t you claim your throne…it’s all in style 


Little girl falls into herself and there ain’t no way to reach her,
I might be the king of deceit, but she’s my teacher. 

 Peter, Marlon, Jason and Roby in-studio, Sep. 2020

JUST LIKE ME

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Joe Danner, David Lyne, Kevin Swaluk, and Steve Walsh

  • written by  J. Carpentier & D. Lyne 


Crossed…by stars…you can’t deny
Missed…by hairs…in someone’s eyes
Ground…by fate…and hazy skies
Ask yourself the reasons why 


Can’t you be…just like me? 


At…your hands…take the task
Throw…what’s real…in the trash
Hide…deceit…with your mask
Tell…the truth…but don’t ask (why) 


Can’t you be…just like me? 


Exist…in the wake…of your lies
She feels…the pain…of your cries
I’m…the one…that you despise
But ask…yourself…the reason why… 


Can’t you be…just like me? 

 Jason & Dave at New Wave Cafe in New Bedford, 2003

RUNDOWN

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Ron Dumont, Mike Gendron, Peter Lambert, and Bradley Mehlenbacher

  • written by  J. Carpentier 


How many songs before it gets too long? How many shots before it’s hit or miss?
How many times before you reach the end? How many times will it come to this?
It feels like the first time. It feels like the last one, too.
How do you think you’re gonna feel, when your three becomes the two? 


I’m running away with a feeling. Oh, no, no, no. I’m running away with a feeling. 


When we tune into your station, you’re gonna sing a different tune.
We’ll make your life a complication, from nine-fifteen ‘til afternoon.
You can’t nap forever; can’t sleep your whole life away.
Your feelings ain’t no drama, they’re just bad comedy. 


I’m running away with a feeling. Oh, no, no, no. I’m running away with a feeling.

Could you read my mind???? 


If I’m soaking up the pleasure, then I’m soaking up the pain.
I’m soaking in the water if I’m soaking in my fame.
Drinking from the fountain, drinking from the glass,
I’m drinking out of yesterdays, I guess I’m drinking from the past. 

Jason & Mike, Green Room in Providence RI, 2004

together tears

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Ron Dumont, Mike Gendron, Bradley Mehlenbacher, and Heather Rose

  • written by  J. Carpentier 


 You can walk around with the guilt and you can walk around with the shame.
You can walk around like you don’t even know my name.
You can walk around standing tall and you can walk past yesterday.
And when you hold my hand you may as well just turn away. 


‘Cause everything we do together, just tears us apart
Everything we do together tears us apart. 


You can cry out in the dark and you can cry out in your sleep.
You can cry all night, you can cry all week.
You can try to feel inside and you can try to feel my pain.
You can try to understand but you know you’ll feel the same. 


Everything we do together, tears us apart. Everything we do together tears us apart.
I tried to tell you, “you’re not too smart”, I tried to save/break your stupid heart.
Everything we do together, tears us apart. Everything we do together tears us apart. 

Ron, Jason, Heather, Bradley, and Mike

TWIST of hate

Performed by Dana Blake, Jason Carpentier, Marlon Fernandes, Peter Lambert, and Roby Marshall

  • written by  J. Carpentier, M. Fernandes, and R. Marshall


Roasting alive…in the corner of my eye,
And as I fly, through this fire in Hell.
I’m surprised…we’ve come so far…You and I,
We just divide, and it’s just as well. 

Just getting by…and (just) scraping away…
What can I say… to your empty shell?
Always a lie…Always just for the day…
to feel that way; and how far you fell.

 

You can swear, swear up and down when there’s nobody there.
‘cause I’m old enough, old enough to hate you, but I'm just too young to care.
(alt: I’m young enough to hate you, but just too old to care.) 

If you think that I’m trying to heal the wounds,
Then you must think I just got out of the womb.
You’ve got no conscience, you’ve got no soul,
You don’t have me, you’ve just got a gaping hole. 

Peter, Jason, Roby, Dana, and Marlon

WIDESCREEN

Performed by Jason Carpentier, Joe Danner, David Lyne, Kevin Swaluk, and Steve Walsh

  • written by J. Carpentier & S. Walsh


4K flyin’…broad horizon

A ballof energy…the possibility

Bolt of lightnin’…there’s no denyin’

The live stream…it’s widescreen


Show-stop timing…push-button frightening

Consuming freak…right in front of me

Sound defying…colors colliding

A power dream…it’s widescreen


You never do what you say, you never say what you mean, 

You never do what you can, to stay clean

do what you say, you never say what you mean,

I guess that we’ll see how weak you are in widescreen


Stuck in the zone, now…I’m in the show, now

Colors inside of me…4K Freak. Widescreen.


Show-stop timing…Colors colliding

A power dream. A bolt of lightning. Widescreen.

Jason & Steve at Jarod's Place in Attleboro MA, 2002.

Jason & Steve at Jarrod's Place in Attleboro MA, 2002.

WITHOUT

Performed by Dana Blake, Jason Carpentier, Mike Gendron, Peter Lambert and, Kevin Swaluk

  • written by J. Carpentier & D. McDermott

  

Take a look around. I’ve got no place to go.
You can chalk it up but it ain’t set in stone.

I’m not gonna tell anybody, where you’ve been or where you’re going.
‘Cause I know you’re doing fine…without.


Love the way you move me…when the music breaks the glass.
You’re talking like a movie when the climax comes too fast.

I’m not gonna tell anybody, where you’ve been or where you’re going
‘Cause I know you’re doing fine…without. 


Read (Red) into my mind. 

Blew (Blue) right in the face.
You’re so fucking green with envy 

you couldn’t be more out of place. 

Jason & Kevin at Club Cats in Pawtucket RI, May 2004

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