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New Excuse

by The Gods Themselves

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1.
New Excuse 04:01
Turn it off I don’t listen to the news I get my thrills from a new pair of shoes I like drugs and sometimes I abuse I’m always looking for a new excuse I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out, and it’s almost over I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out, but I’m getting closer Don’t follow me I’m going the wrong way Don’t follow me I’ve got nothing to lose Don’t follow me This is the same mistake With a new excuse I lost count of the times I went astray Still suffering through till I get to payday I could find my way but I still refuse I’d rather look for a new excuse I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out, but I’m getting closer I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out I still can’t figure it out, and I’m getting older Don’t follow me I’m going the wrong way Don’t follow me I’ve got nothing to lose Don’t follow me This is the same mistake With a new excuse Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on Don't follow me Don't follow me Don't follow me With a new excuse Don’t follow me I’m going the wrong way Don’t follow me I’ve got nothing to lose Don’t follow me This is the same mistake With a new excuse
2.
Heartbeat 03:42
All the beautiful lips That you never get to kiss You go stumbling home Where it doesnʼt exist Poets muddy up the water Try to make it seem deeper Put the record on repeat Till they're rippin' up the concrete Everybody does time In civilian pantomime You go stumbling home From the scene of the crime Poets muddy up the water Try to make it seem deeper Put the record on repeat Keep me busy in the backseat I see it like a dream, a brass ring A feeling that shivers into focus like a ghost An oasis painted white, a dream alive Spinning dizzy, hot with blood A tribal beat A heartbeat Put the record on repeat You can feel it in your heartbeat
3.
Saved 04:20
Do you hear what I hear Something on that radio caught my ear Do you see what I see I canʼt find the real thing Just another shining screen I am the reason why you're breathing And you're standing upright Your eyes are open and Iʼm out of my head Itʼs been a long night I wonʼt save your life again This will be the last time Do you feel what I feel I canʼt stand to be myself Can you make me someone else Do you hear what I hear I can hear your voice so clear Melody inside my ear You are the reason that Iʼm breathing And Iʼm standing upright Your eyes are open and Iʼm out of my head Itʼs been a long night I wonʼt save your life again This will be the last time I wonʼt save your life again This is not a love thing This is not a love thing
4.
Talking 04:10
Talking is a waste of time I can tell you with my mind Spoken words are too defined Talking is a waste of time All these words before my eyes Strange things that I don’t recognize What a peculiar diagram I don’t believe I understand Talking is a waste of time Talking is a waste of time Strange sounds we make are all the same Escape our lips again in vain Don’t try to identify Fathom how, there is no why Don’t need no sound vibration Turn on the silent station Look up and see the stars Abandon conversation Talking is a waste of time I can tell you with my mind Spoken words are too defined Talking is a waste of time
5.
Walls 03:25
I hear the upstairs neighbors and their always falling down Stumbling cross the ceiling and I wake up to the sound Can you hear me, can you hear me Knocking on the walls Running voices, running voices, running thru my head Wide awake, Iʼm wide awake and laying in my bed Can you hear me, can you hear me Knocking on the walls Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Knocking on the walls
6.
Driving 05:01
Yeah we go driving Driving in your car tonight Headed to the county line Out to where the neon's bright Yeah we go riding Out to where we canʼt be seen Holding hands and breaking clean Riding out to a dream What will we do now What will we do What will we do when we run out of road Will you say something Say something to make me feel Feel like what we have is real Sing while you're behind the wheel Here comes our song I can feel the beat so strong Turn it up and sing along Road is going on and on What will we do now What will we do What will we do when we run out of road You're so tough Drinking from a broken cup Fucking up and sleeping rough Donʼt know when enoughʼs enough Yeah we go driving Driving in your car tonight Headed to the county line Out of sight and out of mind What will we do now What will we do What will we do when we run out of road
7.
There’s a loud noise I cannot hear Held up inside of my head Seducing my ego, inflating my fears Words that will never be said Whoa the white line Whoa It’s divine I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message My eyes they don’t see the flash On the TV But I know it’s a secret for me Whoa it’s so fine Whoa In my mind I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message Whoa the white line Whoa just in time I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message I’m getting a subliminal message
8.
Mixtape 03:52
Iʼm gonna close my eyes Iʼm gonna rewind time Iʼm gonna disappear Into the song I hear I put on your mixtape The one that you gave me The one that you made me Made me crazy All those years ago All those years ago Iʼve heard it all before I wanna hear some more I wanna sing along And get the words all wrong I put on your mixtape The one that you gave me The one that you made me Made me crazy All those years ago All those years ago Iʼm gonna close my eyes Iʼm gonna rewind time I wanna hear that track The one that brings you back I put on your mixtape The one that you gave me The one that you made me Made me crazy All those years ago All those years ago Gonna rewind Gonna rewind Gonna rewind, oooh oooh I put on your mixtape The one that you gave me The one that you made me Made me crazy All those years ago All those years ago
9.
Lovers 04:18
You take the drug I take the drug And we go down Down to street With all the faces all around We are higher than the hills High upon these pills Dressed up just to kill Killing just for thrills All these lovers look for lovers To be lovers yet another Moving tight together, moving undercover Lovers look for lovers To be lovers yet another SEND ANOTHER MESSAGE YEAH SEND IT TO ME I WANT TO SEE the LOVE ON my SHINING SCREEN IʼM LOOKING FOR LOVE IʼM LOOKING FOR LOVE They see our faces They can only tell us yes We get the digits, get the car We get undressed In a penthouse we are strangers We higher than the stars We take everything they have We take everything they are All these lovers look for lovers To be lovers yet another Moving tight together, moving undercover Lovers look for lovers To be lovers yet another SEND ANOTHER MESSAGE YEAH SEND IT TO ME I WANT TO SEE the LOVE ON my SHINING SCREEN IʼM LOOKING FOR LOVE IʼM LOOKING FOR LOVE I know what I want and I want it right now I donʼt feel it Until you feel it I donʼt see it Until you see it I donʼt want it Until you want it I donʼt feel it Until you feel it Isnʼt that right
10.
Magick 03:46
We are a banquet for the beast Devoured by our own progress Let the machines have their feast I have closed my eyes I have no regrets We share divine Space and time Let’s disappear Like magic One day they’ll look around From the point of no return To see us screwing on the ground While we watch the city burn We share divine Space and time Let’s disappear Like magic Tomorrow may never be As long as you’re here with me Watching it fade away Under the weeping tree Falling down on our knees Crazy for you today Baby let’s fade away

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For their upcoming full-length release, “New Excuse” the band teamed up with renowned producer Stephen Hague, legend for his work with Peter Gabriel, Pet Shop Boys, Pretenders, New Order, Sparks, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Public Image Ltd., Pere Ubu and many more. The bands fourth studio album will be out on May 1, 2020 and promises to impress with all the glamour and decadence TGT fans desire and deserve.

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released May 1, 2020

Produced by Stephen Hague and The Gods Themselves
Recorded at Earwig Studios by Don Farwell
Mastered by Glenn Schick

Guitar and Vocals - Astra Elane
Baritone and Vocals - Dustin Patterson
Bass - Cory Foster and Andrew Imanaka
Drums - Jeff Browne

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The Gods Themselves Seattle, Washington

TGT are a dance punk band from Seattle, WA. Songwriting duo Astra Elane and Dustin Patterson exude art-punk bravado with angular guitars and hungry vocals shimmering atop disco undertones. For their upcoming release, “New Excuse” they teamed up with producer Stephen Hague, legend for his work with Peter Gabriel, Pet Shop Boys, Pretenders, New Order and many more. ... more

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