What A Piece Of Work!

by The Congregation Of Vapors

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Our August 2015 state-of-the-Congregation address! A FREE sampler of representative tracks from all seven of our component bands. This is what TCOV is all about.

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released August 2, 2015

Featuring:
Joe Abba, Mick Brin, Ralph Carney, Mike Casale, Jed Davis, John Delehanty, Chris de Rosa, Alex Dubovoy, Meg Duffy, Reeves Gabrels, Sean Gould, Jeff Hermanson, Tom Kaz, Mike Keaney, Mike Kearns, Dereck Knight, Stephanie Levay, Magnum Adam, Dom Maltempi, Jerry Marotta, Sean Nowell, Chuck Rainey, Sheridan Riley, George Rush, Travis Sullivan, Bryan Thomas, Avi Zahner-Isenberg

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The Congregation Of Vapors New York, New York

We work under a host of band and project names and in every genre, including a few we made up.

Prominent Congregants include Jed Davis, Mike Keaney, Alex Dubovoy, Joe Abba, Dom Maltempi, Reeves Gabrels, Sheridan Riley, Anton Fig, Avi Buffalo, Meg Duffy, Bryan Thomas and Mike Kearns.
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Track Name: Sevendys - Living In A Frame
The pinup poster on my wall
The shape and secret of it all:
Grow up
Put a frame around it and call it a work of art

Am I art now to your eye
After ten years’ life gone by
Come home
To the echoes of songs about waiting by the phone

Hey, this is living in a frame
Under the glass
Over and over
Hey, these are strangers on a train
Under the bridge
Over each other
And here we go again

Should we pretend that we don’t see
The stupid kids we used to be
Boxed in
By the black matte of time
And the white glare of might-have-been

Trash to art and boy to man
All framed up and here I hang
Alone
With this great new song about waiting by the phone

Hey, this is living in a frame
Under the glass
Over and over
Hey, these are strangers on a train
Under the bridge
Over each other
And here we go again

Where’ve I been?
It’s like I’m looking from the outside in
It’s like remembering what I really am
Had I forgotten or did I just never really know
Here we go again

Hey, this is living in a frame
Under the glass
Over and over
Hey, these are strangers on a train
Under the bridge
Over each other
And here we go again
Track Name: The Hanslick Rebellion - Big Hot Monday (live)
Sucked off on a big hot Monday
Gonna run you over, my dismal dear
Sucked off on a big hot Monday
Days of wine and roses are finally here.

Rob is on call, Chris is AWOL
Blow up a mall and maybe they'll learn
Paulie's all wired, the dog is on fire
That bitch is a liar and she's gonna burn

'Cause everything she says is all that matters
She's a trilobite
I am passive and resistant
She's a trilobite
'Cause everything she says is all that matters
She's a trilobite
I am passive and resistant
And I like you less with every instant, baby

Sucked off on a big hot Monday
Gonna run you over, my dismal dear
Sucked off on a big hot Monday
Days of wine and roses are finally here.

Well, we're sorry, it's true - we're smarter than you
We don't use a word unless we know what it means
Neal's smile is wry, he's lithesome and spry
He's wearing panties under his jeans

'Cause everything she says is all that matters
She's a trilobite
I am passive and resistant
She's a trilobite
'Cause everything she says is all that matters
She's a trilobite
I am passive and resistant
And I like you less with every instant, baby

Sucked off on a big hot Monday
Gonna run you over, my dismal dear
Sucked off on a big hot Monday
Days of wine and roses are finally here.
Track Name: Jeebus - 1991 (alternate mix)
We are the products of coincidence
Of non-events
Of 1991.
Rock the record stores and concert halls
We know it all
We rule
Forevermore.
Sing the ballads of the big-haired bands
Throw up your hands
And watch the world move on.
Say goodbye and become the past
The long-lost class
Of '91
Yeah
We were the first and the last and the only
Hearing in surround sound
Seeing in 3-D
We discovered shopping malls.
We invented rock and roll.
We perfected loneliness.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
And all the little emo kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
When the radio's on
But the passion is gone
When the music changes and leaves you
Wherever you are.
We're the fashion victims of coincidence
The consequence
Of 1991.
The pants shrank to microscopic size
Now vacant eyes
They mark us
Dead and gone.
You little fuckers get a few short years
Then check back here
We'll see how far you fell.
'Cause everybody ends up just like this
And no one listens
When you tell 'em
We were the first and the last and the only
Hearing in surround sound
Seeing in 3-D
We discovered cigarettes.
We invented loneliness.
We perfected rock and roll.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
And all the little indie kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
To be caught unawares
In a musical chairs
When the record stops and leaves you
Wherever you are.
Wherever you are.
In 1991 they put the first man on the moon.
In 1991 Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
In 1991 some monkeys learned to walk upright.
In 1991 God said, "LET THERE BE LIGHT"
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
And all the little emo kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
And all the little indie kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
And all the little scenester kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
But they'll learn
How it feels to be lost
Ten years out from your prime
Wondering was it the people?
The place?
Or the time?
In a hole like an outline
Of someone long gone
With a memory that grays to a haze
After '91.
Track Name: Skyscape - Swerve Griffin Moods
If you have to fly to Alexandria tonight
For a conference on King Bickwamhocsnoozer
I tell you don't go

You will be
Fellated with bombast!
Suborning your best friend!
You will face
Canceled subscriptions!
Sit-downs and sit-ins!
Gargamel's kitchen sink of stunts!
Fellated with bombast!

You will white out!
You will black out!

There will be
Flat-waxed odium!
You will never go back to
Work for Swerve Griffin!
Sit-downs and sit-ins!

Oh the interview beasts off the clock
Won't remember your bloated visage
Your dry addictions
The mock black turtleneck itching
A mythical bird back to stone
We need you home

You will white out!
You will black out!

There will be
Flat-waxed odium!
You will never go back to
Work for Swerve Griffin!
Sit-downs and sit-ins!

Oh the interview beasts off the clock
Won't remember your bloated visage
Your dry addictions
The mock black turtleneck itching
A mythical bird back to stone
We need you home
We need you home
We need you home
Track Name: Collider - Something For The Girl With Everything
Something for the girl with everything
See, the writings on the wall
You bought the girl a wall
Complete with matching ball point pen
You can breathe another day
Secure in knowing she won't break you yet

Something for the girl with everything
Have another sweet my dear
Don't try to talk my dear
Your tiny little mouth is full
Here's a flavor you ain't tried
You shouldn't try to talk, your mouth is full

Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Bearing gifts to aid amnesia
She knows everything
She knows everything
She knew way back when you weren't yourself

Something for the girl with everything
Here's a really pretty car
I hope it takes you far
I hope it takes you fast and far
Wow, the engine's really loud
Nobody's gonna hear a thing you say

Something for the girl with everything
Ohh, three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Where should they leave these imported gimmicks?
Leave them anywhere
Leave them anywhere
But make sure that there's a clear path to the door

Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything

Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here

Here's a partridge in a tree
A gardener for the tree
Complete with ornithologist
Careful, careful with that crate
You wouldn't want to dent Sinatra, no

Something for the girl who has got everything
Yes, everything
Hey, come out and say hello
Before your friends all go
But say no more than just hello

Ah, the little girl is shy
You see, of late she's been quite speechless
Very speechless
She's got everything
Track Name: Jed Davis - Yuppie Exodus From Dumbo
Behold the bitter exodus
From down beneath the bridge
As the yuppies and the hipsters
Quit their lofts and move away
Snap an auto-focused black-and-white
Of this heartbreaking scene
A heartbreaking scene of staggering genius -
If I may.

And they sing:
Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door
We're on craigslist searching for
Someplace new to gentrify
Till then, we can only hope
They've still got room down in the Slope
For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by

Now my girlfriend's typed her last
Paragraph for Conde Nast.
Who will pay her by the word
To holiday in Mexico?
And my next door neighbor cried
On the night his hedge fund died.
Anybody want a Ridgeback
Or a share in J Condo?

And we sing:
Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door
We're on craigslist searching for
Someplace new to gentrify
Till then, we can only hope
They've still got room down in the Slope
For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by

Oh Dumbo beach, we've run aground
No IT work to be found
No one buys my shit on Etsy
And my gal's name still ain't Plath
So we're hopping on our Vespas
Loading up and hauling out
In our precious shawls and hats
We look totally Grapes of Wrath
YAY!

Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door
We're on craigslist searching for
Someplace new to gentrify
Till then, we can only hope
They've still got room down in the Slope
For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by

Goodbye McSweeney's
Goodbye Grizzly Bear
Actually, we were just pretending
To like Grizzly Bear
But I'll sure miss being an artist
I'll sure miss being free
And I sure will miss my trust fund
And production company
Stroll the cobblestones reflecting
On these precious months we've spent
Down here at the intersection of This American Life and Rent

One day I will come back as a tourist
Take clever photos of the skyline
Juxtaposed with garbage trucks
I'll line up for Brooklyn Ice Cream in the winter
And wait two hours in the rain
For a pizza pie that sucks

Then I'll sing:
Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door
We're on craigslist searching for
Someplace new to gentrify
Till then, we can only hope
They've still got room down in the Slope
For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by
For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by
For the strollers we'll be pushing, bye-bye
Track Name: The Hanslick Rebellion - We Wait And We Wait (live @ WEXT)
She waits for a fable
For the start of a story
That she heard long ago
Too good not to come true

I can't compete, no way.

Because the man, the man in the moon
Is cooler than me, so constant and brightly smiling
Oh the man, the man in the moon
Cuts holes in the night and leaves me washed out by his light
Oh to be the man in the moon
Nothing to prove, swaddled in nonexistence
Oh and I'll be sick of this soon
But she'll remain
In love with the man in the moon.

I wait for a fable
For the start of a story
That I heard long ago
Too good not to come true
Track Name: Sevendys - So So Close
How unexpected
And sweet
And cool
To get a smile and a day with you
But it was nothing
It was nothing
I had to play everything just right
I was an island when you stayed the night
But it was nothing
It was nothing

And I will hold out my desperate hand
And I won't understand:
This was never close.
Hold out the rest of my days
I will go to my grave thinking:
So so close.

You said some nice shit about my eyes
While your hand brushed against my thigh
But it was nothing
It was nothing

And I will hold out my desperate hand
And I won't understand:
This was never close.
Hold out the rest of my days
I will go to my grave thinking:
So so close.

I let you go
And I begged you back
Then I let you go again
And I begged you back
Then I let you go again
And I begged you back
Then I let you go again
And you never came back.

And I will hold out my desperate hand
And I won't understand:
This was never close.
Hold out the rest of my days
I will go to my grave thinking:
So so close.
Track Name: Collider - God Bless Us Anyway (demo)
This is going out to my brothers in the new school
All the white boys with the dreads and the Korn tattoos
Because youth and friendship and Korn are forever

This is going out to my brothers in the old school
Rockin in their ratty denim jackets with the Kiss backpatches
Still drunk behind the bleachers nine years after the fact

God bless America.

God, God, God bless America
God, God, God bless America
God, God, God bless America now right now right NOW!

This is going out to my brothers in the small towns
Faces painted up for the big game, cheering in the pouring rain
This is for the kids mowing lawns and selling lemonade

This is going out to my brothers in the big, big city
Sipping tea at Barnes & Noble over deep conversation
Hoping all the hippie chicks don't notice that they're looking around

That's amore!

God, God, God bless America
God, God, God bless America
God, God, God bless America now right now right NOW!

This is for the single mothers sitting on their front porches
Chatting in the twilight, watching all the street lamps brighten
Over five little girls playing Double Dutch out in the street

This is for the waitresses slaving on the night shift at Denny's
And the off-duty cops sipping coffee at the counter
Next to the college freshman trying coffee for the very first time

Lots of milk and sugar, kid.

God, God, God bless America
God, God, God bless America
God, God, God bless America now right now right NOW!

This is for the big-haired ladies in the sports bars
Hitting on the Wall Street kids pimping like they've got expensive cars
Get her drunk enough and she won't notice it's a Nova

This is for the comic book girl that I once knew
Even though I never met another woman like you
I know it's a great big country and the odds are in my favor

This is going out to my brothers in the new school
All the white boys with the dreads and the Korn tattoos
Because youth is temporary, but the memory is forever

This is going out to my brothers in the old school
Rockin in their ratty denim jackets with the Kiss backpatches
Still drunk behind the bleachers nine years after the fact

God bless us anyway.

God, God, God bless us anyway
God, God, God bless us anyway
God, God, God bless us anyway now right now right now
That's an order!
God, God, God bless us anyway
God, God, God bless us anyway
God, God, God bless us anyway now right now right NOW NOW NOW NOW!

God bless America
God bless us, everyone
God bless us, anyone
God bless us anyway.
Track Name: Skyscape - Break Your Fuckin Balls
Your shoe kicked Sunday chores
Six-pack snores
Think my time is yours?
Showering with my crew
In my suit
They take a bath with you
Rub-a-dub my spleen
Salmonella in my coffee pot
Your coddled laxity
Brought this on
Now I'm throwin up

Break your fuckin balls
Break your balls
Break your fuckin balls

Gimlet-eyed and cross
Such a boss
A crunchy slug of first frosts
Toiled for your mom
Heard her yarns
Of the banes and balms
I guess your squealing nuts
Sang their last
A cankered end zone Icky dance
A filthy rag in your mouth
It's time to cheer this ballsy rout!

Break your fuckin balls
Break your balls
Break your fuckin balls

Your shoe kicked Sunday chores
Six-pack snores
Think my time is yours?
Showering with my crew?
In my suit
They take a bath with you
I'll never make it out
With a lout like you to move around
Rent-a-tux with Luke
Fuck you too
You drizzle piss runt stumpy fool!

Break your fuckin balls
Break your balls
Break your fuckin balls
Break your fuckin balls
How I annihilate your fuckin balls

Where's your fuckin balls?
He wants to know so's he can break 'em

Break your fuckin balls
Break your balls
Break your fuckin balls

What the fuck is this?
Track Name: Jeebus - Born Asking For It
Somebody tell me what I’m talking about
I open up my mouth and lots of shit comes out
Word after word after word after useless word
You want the truth? I’ll tell you what I heard
How much hot air to float a lead balloon?
And how much can you dig up with a silver spoon?
Scoop after scoop after scoop after scoop
I was born asking for it

I’m entitled to my future
I’m entitled to my fun
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a lawyer
I’m entitled to a gun
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to prescriptions
I’m entitled to straight As
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a roundhouse to my fuckin face
I was born asking for it

Smiling and nodding and squeezing us in
Like bloated happy cattle in designer pens
Right after left after right after left right left
But I’ll get over it in just 12 steps
Somebody tell me how my story ends
’Cause I don’t have the patience to go through it again
Friend after friend after friend after friend
I was born asking for it

I’m entitled to my future
I’m entitled to my fun
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a lawyer
I’m entitled to a gun
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a refund
I’m entitled to my space
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a roundhouse to my fuckin face
I was born asking for it

I can dump my trash and clothe the needy
I can act real dumb and get off easy
I can skip dessert and feed a nation
I can kill a cop on my Playstation
I can go online and cheat the answers
I can walk two miles and wipe out cancer
I can save the world but I’m still an asshole

I’m entitled to my future
I’m entitled to my fun
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a lawyer
I’m entitled to a gun
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a refund
I’m entitled to my space
I was born asking for it
I’m entitled to a roundhouse to my fat fuckin face

Back corner booth, let me tell you the truth:
I think I have enough to bring it all down
Back corner booth, I am pimping the truth
Until I have enough to bring it all down
Back corner booth, you can beg for the truth
And never have enough to bring it all down
Back corner booth, let me tell you the truth:
I was born asking for it
Track Name: Jed Davis - Denny's 3am (reprise)
Denny's 3am
Anybody down
For coffee
Dunkin' Donuts
Chinese takeout
Denny's 3am
Everybody in
Mix tape
Music sounds best
In my car to
Denny's 3am

Denny's 3am
Breakfast anytime
Pancakes
Bacon, OJ
Never too late
Denny's 3am
Everybody in
Flirting
With the waitress
Smoking section
Denny's 3am

Sun came up and I would drop you home
Until home was far away
And my car got old and died
Now it makes me sick to find
Our defiant shine
Trapped in
Photo albums
Love it
Miss it
Put it away and move on

Sun came up and I would drop you home
And I hope that you are home
When I ring you up and see
If you still remember me
Like I remember you
In my
Photo albums
Love it
Miss it
Denny's 3am
Breakfast anytime
Meet you
Hold you
Brother
Never too late
Denny's 3am.