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by Tough Guy Soda

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1.
We can do a lot of incredible things here Tell me what its worth if you can’t take a piss That was my welcoming, boy did it feel sincere But I was a stupid optimist Working with this guy who does his whole job high I guess that’s why he’ll only supervise They tell me I ain’t paid to think, a thought does cross my mind Every day when they go and cut your overtime One small step away from short changed with a broken back Why not milk that comp and not do jack In a war against me You’re one small step from short changed with a broken back Why not milk that compensation, what’s worth jack In a war against you
2.
I’ve got a warehouse job working in the city Where packages come and they need receiving Boxes of all different sizes Your firestorm is a dull surprise At my warehouse job working in the city Where management don’t come around routinely A teamster don’t mean what you think I ain’t feeling like part of the team This shit’s got me feeling alone This shit’s got me feeling like I ain’t been this lost since I left home I got a warehouse job and it’s underground There’s a city above me but I hear no sound The rainwater leaks down from the street Right into my basement suite At this warehouse job working in the city Where packages come and they need receiving Shame to think of what’s to come From the time I’ve wasted while I was young This shit’s got me feeling alone This shit’s got me feeling like I ain’t been this lost since I left home I’m at my warehouse job working in the city Still at this warehouse job I’m at my warehouse job but I’m phoning it in When management calls like where have you been Why is receiving down, shipping late Because I can’t find a way to relate This shit’s got me feeling alone This shit’s got me feeling like I ain’t been this lost since I left home
3.
Lode Runner 03:10
Back in the days when I’d kick back Behind the screen of my Compaq Presario plaza and asthma I could get lost for a whole month Kids out the window I can hear ya But red monks are chasing me through sierra Fell down that hole, got swallowed up again This endless game cycle keeps looping Lode runner Man I could use a second gunner More than a helping hand I could use a friend Back when the produce pickers picketed I was feeling funny tryna fit in Used to stay up late with some killer cats Dropping the puck and racking up the stats I took some time to try and figure out Whatever them produce guys went on about Never thought I would find myself this way Until I went shopping just the other day Lode runner Man I could use a second gunner More than a helping hand I could use a friend
4.
Hoping 4 U 03:33
I felt your hand run down my spine I didn’t check guess it could have been mine But I was hoping for you For a second in time A thought is crossing my mind But I’m hoping for you I was hoping for you, I was hoping for you Just leave a thimble in my hand like you always do I was hoping for you, I was hoping for you Longing for the way that you wanted me to I felt your lips on edge of mine Was frightened to open my eyes Left hoping for you Watch your hand make out a sign You slip into the haze of night But I’m hoping for you I was hoping for you, I was hoping for you Just leave a thimble in my hand like you always do I was hoping for you, I was hoping for you Longing for the way that you wanted me to
5.
Take U Back 03:42
Lights are flickering from the circuits tripping off Squealing speakers, your dirty sneakers on The bass drum will knock your senses numb And beer foam tastes a bit like home Anybody can act a little rogue Down at the ottoman I want to take you back to the ottoman Ain’t let no sun in where the yuengling is abundant The walls shake with a sonic quake You’re such a rascal with the tobacco sauce You shoot ‘em down and order one more round Anybody get tied up like a hound Down at the ottoman I want to take you back to the ottoman There’s a place in time a slice out my mind The hooligans don’t mean no offense They mostly lack just a bit of common sense Down at the ottoman I want to take you back to the ottoman
6.
I heard you calling for me I heard you calling loud You know that I’ve been lonely You know I ain’t too proud Since things been going steady the urge is to get out I hope this don’t come off too desperate now I’m staring through an empty I’m dodging, ducking eyes There’s hardly hurt in one time But ain’t it tough to justify The first time’s all politeness Second time a compromise But by that third time come around its woefully unwise Just roll over Call my bluff I can’t touch temptation You aim to crush Pull over I got lost again Can’t fight this feeling You’re a perfect friend I hope this don’t come off too desperate Just roll over Call my bluff I can’t touch temptation You aim to crush Pull over I got lost again Can’t fight this feeling You’re a perfect friend
7.
Chain wrapped tight around your hand Flung it deadly like a shuriken Aimed it right at the middle of my chest Drop me to my knees down on this finished floor Dear lord, I heard you look like a smoker I bet you keep it cool while shooting straight liquor Nothing compares to seeing it first hand I wish I came in here with any type of plan Ain’t got no patience or time for the recluse You’re slowly pulling them closer to reckless You’re a cleaver in the hands of a maniac Cut them down swifter than a heart attack Dear lord, I heard you look like a smoker I bet you keep it cool while shooting straight liquor Nothing compares to seeing it first hand I wish I came in here with any type of plan Ain’t got no patience or time for the recluse You’re slowly pulling them closer to reckless I can’t defy All the notions that we’re suffering Living the wrong lives I can’t deny All the emotion-ipulation, tell me There’s more to this life than just pain and strife Ain’t got no patience or time for the recluse You’re slowly pulling them closer to reckless I can’t defy All the notions that we’re suffering Living the wrong lives I can’t deny All the emotion-ipulation, tell me There’s more to this life than just pain and strife
8.
My teeth grind hard My teeth grind faster Than they’ve ever moved before The dust it tastes like air that’s been Trapped inside too long These fingers work themselves to the bone Nail beds are receding Eyes that never have misguided You find misleading I’ve worked so hard At avoiding me I’ve worked so hard At avoiding me I’ve worked so hard At avoiding me I’ve worked My teeth grind faster Than they’ve ever moved before The taste of blood is ever present It’s something I can’t ignore I sense failure and I see failure In everything I shouldn’t believe It all feels possible during this bleached daydream I don’t follow through I don’t ever do I don’t I don’t I don’t I don’t I don’t mean to be a martyr all the time Nobody likes a martyr all the time I ain’t asking you to form a line Nobody likes a martyr all the time Selfless selfish sob I am I don’t follow through I don’t ever do I don’t
9.
Fallen victim to the same old follies I’ve been thinking that someday you’ll call me It’s like I am waiting, for a painful catalyst A close call, an untimely end just missed Stubbornly opposed but, I could use your guidance Why’s it in our nature to fight this It’s like I am waiting for a painful catalyst A close call, an untimely end just missed You’re not living the part Keep on playing by the rules Nobody said it was a painless start A rod for the backs of fools What will it take to motivate Your serious concern My friend I can’t relate Some of us just never learn I won’t risk it all, in fact Prefer you make that call What’s the tell you about me and my Perpetual stalling I’d rather have it all threatened away Before I’m picking up a fight That’s as hollow a commitment as you’re ever going to hear And you know that I’m damn right Keep on waiting, for a painful catalyst A close call, an untimely end just missed You’re not living the part Keep on playing by the rules Nobody said it was a painless start A rod for the backs of fools
10.
Paperbag Kid 04:46
I was a paper bag bound book kid Scribbling stories in the pages where I hid I used to believe that ray guns were possible Secret languages we spoke were inaudible To anyone but us, to anyone but us Measure twice, cut and tape A fitted jacket with canvas linings for ink You trade it all in for a cool kid book sock, don’t think You’re not making a sacrifice, when one size fits all I was a paper bag bound book kid Better caught day dreaming no matter the period Lack of cope-ability, it’s a symptom of growing fast Naïve fascinations are the casualty they don’t ever last But I hope you’ll last Measure twice, cut and tape A fitted jacket with canvas linings for ink You trade it all in for a cool kid book sock, don’t think You’re not making a sacrifice, when one size fits all I can feel it Pulling like never before I’ve never felt so sure A self-doubting nature Conditioned for reward Measure twice, cut and tape A fitted jacket with canvas linings for ink You trade it all in for a cool kid book sock, don’t think You’re not making a sacrifice, when one size fits all

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released November 24, 2017

All songs were written and recorded by Tough Guy Soda in warehouse spaces, apartment living rooms and bedroom closets across the suburbs and in the city of Philadelphia.

All songs mixed by Jon Urban.

Album artwork by Shaylyn Berlew.

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Warehouse Rock in the Keystone State.

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