less talk, more rokk
(k. crooker, j.gamache)

the basement scene is dark and dusty
the musty smell of stale air
cobwebs dangle overhead
people stumble down the stairs
let’s get this party started, yo
the band are in the corner of the floor
their songs are pretty kick-ass
we're dancing like we've never danced before

the music is loud
the kids are so young
all over the world
they wanna have fun
the music is so loud
it drowns out the talk
all over the world
just give us more rokk
the music is loud
the night is so young
all over the world
we wanna have fun
the music gets louder
please don’t call the cops
all over the world
we just wanna rokk

the kitchen scene is damp and sticky
they're lined up at the keg of PBR
we're yelling conversations
thru the floor you hear the keyboards and guitar
I’m getting kind of antsy
I just came up here to get some air
This isn’t where the music’s at
I guess I’m going back down there

the music is loud
the kids are so young
all over the world
they wanna have fun
the music is so loud
it drowns out the talk
all over the world
just give us more rokk
the music is loud
the night is so young
all over the world
we wanna have fun
the music gets louder
please don’t call the cops
all over the world
we just wanna rokk

the basement scene is hot and sweaty
bodies packed from wall to wall
the band are tearing thru their set
the encore is the best of all
let’s keep this party going, yo
we’ve got nowhere else to be
someone yells, “less talk more rokk”
mostly unironically

the music is loud
the kids are so young
all over the world
they wanna have fun
the music is so loud
it drowns out the talk
all over the world
just give us more rokk
the music is loud
the night is so young
all over the world
we wanna have fun
the music gets louder
please don’t call the cops
all over the world
we just wanna rokk
we just wanna rokk
we just wanna rokk
we just wanna rokk
we just wanna rokk

pop music is not a crime
(k. crooker, j.gamache)

another song about dancing
what is it that you want from me?
if i wrote a song about more serious things
would you take me seriously?
it’s just that i really like to dance
do you feel the same way that i do?
would you dance to a song about dancing?
if so, i’d like to dance with you

pop music, pop music is not a crime
pop music, pop music, we write it all the time
pop music, pop music is not a crime
pop music, pop music, dancing to my stupid rhymes

another song about dancing
i know you’ve heard it all before
if i wrote a song about more serious things
would you want to hear some more?
it’s just that i really like to dance
i guess that sounds pretty trite
would you dance to a song about dancing?
guilty pleasures feel so right

pop music, pop music is not a crime
pop music, pop music, we write it all the time
pop music, pop music is not a crime
pop music, pop music, dancing to my stupid rhymes

pop music, pop music is not a crime
pop music, pop music, dancing to my stupid rhymes

listen to me
give me a minute of your time
listen to me
and sing along with what you know
listen to me
pop music is not a crime
listen to me
now i'm on the radio

listen to me
the drumbeat makes us starry-eyed
listen to me
and dance along at our next show
listen to me
pop music is not a crime
listen to me
now i'm on the radio

come dance with me
we’ve got a beat you can’t deny
come dance with me
and you just can’t tell me no
come dance with me
pop music is not a crime
come dance with me, now i'm on the radio


frontload
(s. drinkwater, k. crooker, j.gamache)

got me feeling incredible
got control over me
you got me feeling insatiable
feel the need to be seen
you got me feeling incredible
got control over me
you got me feeling insatiable
i just need to be seen
you got me feeling incredible
got control over me
got control over me

take me to your party
take me through the ice and the streets
take me to the awesomeness
and this is the night we’ll be free
take my hand i‘ll follow
take me anywhere that you please
take me til tomorrow
and this is the night we’ll be free
take me to the city
let me hear the crowds and the screams
all the flashes all that noise
and this is the night we’ll be free
take me to the cosmos
take me to the place on the screen
dreaming of this moment
and this is the night we’ll be free

something random is happening
i hope that i am prepared
something’s suddenly different
there’s nothing left to compare
something random is happening
future perfect prepare
something’s suddenly different
there’s nothing left to compare
something random is happening
i hope that i am prepared
i hope that we are prepared

take me to your party
take me through the ice and the streets
take me to the awesomeness
and this is the night we’ll be free
take my hand i‘ll follow
take me anywhere that you please
take me til tomorrow
and this is the night we’ll be free
take me to the city
let me hear the crowds and the screams
all the flashes all that noise
and this is the night we’ll be free
take me to the cosmos
take me to the place on the screen
dreaming of this moment
and this is the night we’ll be free


thought balloon
(k. crooker, j.gamache)

such a pretty thing
a white balloon on a string
it floats above my head
filled with stuff i should have said
need to tell you how i feel
say it out loud & make it real
could've told you what i knew
that i'm just so amazed by you

you're the coolest boy i know
but it's so hard to just say so
don't mean to keep it all inside
sometimes i get so tongue-tied
thoughts can weigh me down
my balloon dips closer to the ground
i'm hoping that you catch my drift
give my balloon a little lift

thought balloon - above my head
thought balloon - the things i should have said
my thought balloon - I’ll set it free
my thought balloon - and lead you here to me…

I’ve been quiet for too long
And I’m gonna take the dare
Find a way to let you know, la la la
Time to let my secrets go, la la la
I’ll pull the words out of thin air

thought balloon - above my head
thought balloon - the things i should have said
my thought balloon - I’ll set it free
my thought balloon - and lead you here to me…
and finally I’ll have my say and then my thought balloon can float away


get drunk with milk (bonus track)
(k. crooker)

i’m just like you, we’re all the same
we sing and play, our funny games
now a mistake, it all went wrong
everything’s changed, and now i don’t belong

are you afraid of me?
i'm not like you
i'm full of jealousy
what can i do?
no one to purchase me
i've had my fill
and then it dawned on me
get drunk with milk

i ran away, no one is there
so far away, no one to care
i miss my friends, but do they know?
i should return, to them in hokkaido

are you afraid of me?
i'm not like you
i'm full of jealousy
what can i do?
no one to purchase me
i've had my fill
and then it dawned on me
get drunk with milk

i dont act like them
no self esteem
i dont look like them
i often dream
i'm on my own
and that's ok
they all get sold
while i can sing and play

i'm not afraid of me - i'm not like you
there's no more jealousy
nothing to prove
i sit here thirstily
and wait until
the time is right for me
get drunk with milk

Ninja of love
(s. drinkwater, j.gamache)

i didn’t see him coming
under cover of the night
i didn’t know what hit me
he did everything so right
quiet as a whisper
he’s a shadow dressed in black
he crept up right behind me
with his secret love attack

he’s the ninja of love
he snuck into my heart
my defenses were down
i was doomed from the start
he’s the ninja of love
he’s the one you can’t see
he’s the one in control
through the dark he found me

he’s got special powers
caught completely off my guard
i wanted to resist him
but he’s making it so hard
a glance in my direction
all he needs to see thru me
i cannot understand it
he remains a mystery

he’s the ninja of love
he snuck into my heart
my defenses were down
i was doomed from the start
he’s the ninja of love
he’s the one you can’t see
he’s the one in control
through the dark he found me

he’s the ninja of love
through the dark he found me...


brainpower
(s. drinkwater, j.gamache)

had a good idea the other day
gonna start a new band and we’ll learn to play
yeahhhhhh
we’ll be the best
if you’re looking for our record at the mall
well here’s the thing, we’ll be called….
braaaainpower

brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!

did i mention i was drunk
when i thought it up
it was pretty dumb
nooooooooooooo
maybe not the best
it is not a good band name
no, i should have used that very same
braaaaainpower that i'd mentioned before

brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
brainpower!
BRAINPOWER!


do you like my wang?

(k. crooker)

you whisper in my ear, “it’s time to go”
i grabbed you by the hand and wouldnt let it go
you wanna see it, and know the truth
but you hesitate a moment so your advances dont seem uncouth
your breath is hottt, caresses slow
my heart begins to race, i cannot let it show
you’ve heard about it, the rumor’s true
it’s 2 by 2 by 3 feet and it’s on the desk in front of you

do you like my wang?
you know you want to use it
do you like my wang?
please be gentle, dont abuse it
do you like my wang?
i took it out for you to see
do you like my wang?
8bit plastic love machine

your train of thought derailed, nothing to say
you cant believe i’ve kept this secret locked away
you wanna touch it, and turn it on
so i quote you sexxxy lyrics from a classic 80’s journey song
“burning desire, feeding the fire”
i’ve sunk to new lows lyrically and things are dire
but you dont care, and make your move
i can see you’re blushing madly and your swooning means that you approve

do you like my wang?
you know you want to use it
do you like my wang?
please be gentle, dont abuse it
do you like my wang?
i took it out for you to see
do you like my wang?
8bit plastic love machine

your touch is soft, you aim to please
you trace your fingers over worn qwerty keys
with tenderness, i touch your face
you look distracted while i hunger for your warm embrace
you’ve waited long enough, i cant say no
who am i to stop the infomation flow
the data flickers across the amber screen
my very own electric 8bit plastic love machine

do you like my wang?
you know you want to use it
do you like my wang?
please be gentle, dont abuse it
do you like my wang?
i took it out for you to see
do you like my wang?
8bit plastic love machine


he says, she says
(k. crooker, j.gamache)

he looks at her and feels the static
she's trying not to catch his eye
lots of words but little meaning
all he gets when he asks why
on the phone, the tension's building
staring blankly at the floor
apologies and accusations
they've both been thru this before

he says i miss the way you looked at me
she says i'm sorry but i don't agree
he says it's not the way this has to be
she says what happened to our symmetry

she's gotten good at dodging questions
and he's been covering his tracks
like a train wreck in slow motion
now it's too late to turn back
they’re so tired of pretending
it’s the same thing ever day
late at night they lie together
but their minds are far away

he says i miss the way you looked at me
she says i'm sorry but i don't agree
he says it's not the way this has to be
she says what happened to our symmetry

it’s easy to lose sight of things
they had it once, but now it's gone
resentment builds up over time
forget about who's right or wrong
how did it ever come to this
when did the line get crossed
things just fell apart so fast
and now their love is lost

he says i miss the way you looked at me
she says i'm sorry but i don't agree
he says it's not the way this has to be
she says what happened to our symmetry
what happened to our symmetry

do you like boys?
(jakob thygesen)

i once had a lover
who said that he could not love just one girl
but he could not love at all
and now you're saying
that you're not sure if you want him or me
so i guess i must choose for you

tell me baby, do you like boys?
or do you prefer us sweet little girls?
i want to know now
do you like boys?

do you remember
we used to play with anna-mette and tom
i was quite fond of him
so were you
now we're together
and you say that i'm your only love
but i think you wish i was a he

tell me baby, do you like boys?
or do you prefer us sweet little girls?
i want to know now
do you like boys?
tell me baby, do you like boys?
or do you prefer us sweet little girls?
i want to know now
do you like boys?

tell me baby, do you like boys?
or do you prefer us sweet little girls?
i want to know now
do you like boys?
hey hey hey
tell me baby, do you like boys?
or do you prefer us sweet little girls?
do you like boys?
i want to know now
do you like boys?
i want to know now
do you like boys?
i want to know now
do you like boys?


retired tennis pro (bonus track)

(k. crooker, j.gamache)

tell me, retired tennis pro
was it actually so long ago
that you held aloft a shiny trophy cup
and waved to the crowds in the stands up above

There’s some stuff that I really wanna know
Some small piece of advice that you dont mind letting go
Tell me, tell me, retired tennis pro

you’re getting older and slower every day
it was best to quit while you still could play
so you took the cue and bowed out gracefully
and I see you ev ery now and then on the tv

there’s some stuff that I really wanna know
some small piece of advice that you dont mind letting go
there’s some stuff that I really have to know
tell me, tell me, tell me, retired tennis pro

the hot sun beats down upon the clay
do you think back and reminisce about those days?
is it a relief? are you cool with being done?
winning is a whole lot easier when you’re young
:
There’s some stuff that I really wanna know
Some small piece of advice that you dont mind letting go
There’s some stuff that I really have to know
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
There’s some stuff that I really wanna know
Some small piece of advice that you dont mind letting go
There’s some stuff that I really have to know
Tell me, tell me, tell me, retired tennis pro


swimming pool

(k. crooker, j.gamache)

late at nite, the air was cool
we snuck into the swimming pool
you dove headfirst, i waded in
the scent of chlorine upon our skin

the stars were bright, the water clear
i felt your heat as you swam near
i held my breath, you held my hand
moving away, further from land
the moon was full, everything blue
the water stilled, reflecting you
floating right here with you next to me
gazing at stars, we drift silently

late at nite, the air was cool
we snuck into the swimming pool
i went under and you followed
let's not think about tomorrow

everything is perfect now

everything is perfect now - i held my breath
everything is perfect now - you held my hand
everything is perfect now - moving away
everything is perfect now - further from land
everything is perfect now - the stars were bright
everything is perfect now - the water clear
everything is perfect now - i felt your heat
everything is perfect now - as you swam near
everything is perfect now


afterparty
(k. crooker, j.gamache)

one night he went out dancing
much too soon the night was done
so he asked some people over
they could keep on having fun
he said it's cool, invite some friends
a lot of people soon stopped by
the house was filled with strangers
he let everyone inside
then things got a little crazy
a few more hours quickly passed
slowly people started leaving
he was up until the last
standing in his living room
he surveyed all the mess
he gave up and went to bed
declared his party a success
getting ready the next morning
went to put some product in his hair
reached over to the bathroom shelf
but the bedhead wasn't there
he looked under the sink
blinked his eyes in disbelief
the bedhead was really gone
someone at the party was a thief
bedhead is expensive
that was a shitty thing to do
don't drink someone's elses beer
and then swipe their belongings too
i wrote a song about stealing bikes
you know it's not entirely true
theft's a lot less awesome
when it's happening to you