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Cracking Up

by Weird Fiction

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1.
Verse 1 I'm up against it, Right at the limit. Why'd I wait so long? Guess I need a crisis That I can act in, But, hey, fuck off Alex Jones. Chorus 'Cause this one's on me. I always work, I work alone. And there's no conspiracy. I fucked it up all on my own. Verse 2 It'd be nice If I could blame you, Or someone somewhere. It was the Masons, The Illuminati, I wasn't sitting 'round in my underwear. Chorus Bridge I can't tell you what I'm thinking If I don't think at all. If I don't oh oh. Verse 3 If I get out Of this mess now, It's just a temporary reprieve. I'm like Fox Mulder, Just a fuckup Who really, really wants to believe. Chorus
2.
Verse 1 Give it a chance, they always say. Nothing risked, nothing gained - seize this stupid day. Forget the old places, the familiar faces, and everything you've known. But somehow I'm worried that I'll end up beneath the Planet of the Apes, freaking out in the forbidden zone. Chorus Just cut it out. There's so much new under the sun I think I'm burning out. Don't wanna give it a try. I've got a brain already, you can keep your open mind. Verse 2 Just let it go, that's what they say. Better to have loved and have lost. Hey, man, go away. You do the same things, has anything changed since you were sixteen years old? God, you make it sound like I'm a shut-in or some character in a bleak acoustic Springsteen song. Chorus Bridge Well, I guess sometimes they're right, like stopped clocks telling the time. I'll go out into the world tonight, but I reserve the right to be uptight. Verse 3 Hey, I don't mean to get in the way - watch Godard, smoke DMT, throw yourself a parade. Look, I'm not trying to be the killjoy on the scene, hey, I've stayed out 'til dawn. But how about you leave me out of this one, I'll be at the bar. You can tell me 'bout it later on. Chorus
3.
Uncle Jimmy 04:02
Verse 1 He's a rich kid, moved here from the Midwest. She's from the old neighborhood, now she's a big success. Her mother re-married into a West Side duplex, But when they moved on up somebody got left. Come on. Chorus Come spend the holidays, oh, with Uncle Jimmy. Come spend the holidays, oh, with Uncle Jimmy. Verse 2 Jimmy did a couple of years at some place upstate. Breaking and entering, they caught him on tape. He just got back in town last Tuesday, Saw that Ohio kid and got right in his face. Come on. Chorus Bridge Jimmy said, "Hey, kid, what you think you're doing here? We got a name for you where I come from." "Where's that? I heard cell block D or did you mean somewhere in the Bronx?" "Look out, smart ass, here comes a newsflash." Then Jimmy whispered in his ear. There was a crash when the kid dropped his glass. Later, she said, "What? My uncle's just a little weird." Verse 3 The kid was trying hard to keep an even keel. Said to the Stepdad, "Um, sir, what's the deal?" "When I first came around, Jimmy gave me the same spiel. Hey, don't worry, kid, he's not for real." Come on. Chorus
4.
Verse 1 Hiking on the Kazakhstani steppe, Ran into this joker I met At a bar in my hometown. Hey, it's a small world now and that's why No one is ever alone. Pre-chorus No one is ever alone. No one is ever alone. Well, I'm sorry to say the rules are written this way, And so no one is ever alone. Chorus I'm sorry, please, it's all coming out wrong. All I'm saying is that sometimes We've all got to be on our own For a little while, just for a little while. Verse 2 Found a spot on the Antarctic waste, Someone said, "Hey, man, I know your face. Aren't you a friend of a friend Of that guy from way back when?" And I almost said no one is ever alone. Pre-chorus Chorus Verse 3 Spent the winter in a Bengali sublet, Thought in a crowd I'd be anonymous. Until someone screamed so loud, "Hey, look at who I found!" That's 'cause no one is ever alone. Pre-chorus Chorus Talk to me now.
5.
Verse 1 The future thought leaders' Future thoughts Make me wanna roll a hand grenade Into a TED talk. Chorus There's no problem That they won't crack With a just-so story And a killer app. Verse 2 Here comes an eight minute messiah, Says he's found a way To cure cancer and depression, world hunger, joint pain, And even get himself laid. Chorus Bridge It's the denial of shit, oh woah, It's the kitsch that makes me sick. You see it's just new and improved For the twenty-first century, century. Verse 3 I wish it could be so easy, Be so cut and dry, But some questions don't have answers or at least not ones That'll satisfy. Chorus
6.
Verse 1 Klonopin and Paxil get me in to work on time, or not. It's so much less stressful. Whether I'm an hour late or still in bed, I can't relate to People packing into the 4 train at 8 o'clock. I stopped feeling like I had to do everything or anything. I'm so chilled out, I guess I'm sane. Chorus Now I'm so mellow That I might rot. I used to worry, Now I just sleep a lot. But I remember before, Man, I was a wreck. Klonopin and Paxil, that's the secret to my success. Verse 2 It's crazy what I'll sleep through. A bomb could be going off on my block, And later search and rescue would find that I was sound asleep unharmed beneath a rubble heap. And even when I'm working it's like I'm floating above the room. By noon, have five cups of coffee. By three I'll crash, Just clear my cache, and zone out 'til the boss comes past. Chorus Now I'm so mellow That I might rot. I used to worry, Now I just sleep a lot. But I remember before, Man, I was a wreck. Klonopin and Paxil, should've read up on the side effects. Bridge Say it's brain chemistry, But they don't even know what the fuck that means. Guess God sentenced me To the next fifty years in line at the pharmacy. Verse 3 Maybe if I moved to a cabin in the woods I could deal with all my issues, But suddenly I start to think that I'd die alone choking on a grape. Oh, what else is there to do? I could try to meditate or paint some watercolor landscapes, Then in the end, yeah, I could send unwanted gifts to all my friends. Chorus Now I'm so mellow That I might rot. I used to worry, Now I just sleep a lot. But I remember before, Man, I was a wreck. Klonopin and Paxil, hey, at least I quit cigarettes.
7.
Verse 1 When they had lost their grip, You ran to it. When they had lost their minds, You didn't toe the line. Chorus 'Cause if it takes four hundred years for it all to decay, Oh, neither you or I will be there to see it wash away. We're all just doing damage control, trying to measure up. Well, you weren't a saint I heard, but you did enough. You did enough. Verse 2 They had offered you fame, Instead you took the blame. If that moment ever came, Hope that I would do the same. Chorus Bridge They're lucky they had you to take care of it. Seems like no one's coming to take care of this. Out of sight, out of mind - playing that old trick, But if it hasn't started yet, it's coming quick. It's coming quick. Verse 1 Chorus
8.
Chorus If God is dead, well, I don't care. It's not all shit if you're somewhere out there. If there's no exit coming up soon, I'll just try to think of you. Verse 1 Hey, I'll push a boulder up a hill, Or live the same life a thousand times, Eat the same thing for every meal - I already kind of do that, and it's not that bad. Chorus Verse 2 I'll commit some inexplicable crime, Walk 'round the city for days on end, Drive to the West Coast and lose my mind - I've never been actually, so it might be nice. Chorus Bridge No nightmare they can offer, all kidding aside, Could keep me up now that you've got her, at least most of the time. Maybe I'm just getting softer? Hey, just get in line. Unironically listening to Mark Knopfler doing the Walk of Life. Verse 3 I'll spend every morning just staring at the sun, And every evening I'll go underground, Run to you all the way from Marathon - I have been jogging lately, so who knows? Chorus

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released August 1, 2023

Weird Fiction is...

Andrew Steinkuehler: vocals, rhythm guitar
John Miranda: lead guitar
Matt Hassenfeld: bass
Cameron Escovedo: drums

Engineered by Ken Rich and Jake Lummus at Grand Street Recording
Mixed by Ken Rich
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian

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Incorporating elements of grindcore into our sound, while remaining true to our hardcore roots. Dad Rock.

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