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Gilded Rats

by Ghost Atlantic

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1.
Driver 77 04:45
You’re just another misfit Streets have never been so, so loud This could be the wrong time Now the bubble has burst We may have to cut our losses Let them go We can’t bet on long-dead horses Never show Troubles will arrive one by one You’ve been staring at the sun Sober love needs one more drug You’ve been building a secret Fortress made for one Your mother is on fire Ground to dust, blown away by the wind Rain is falling right on time Seven seas will rise Troubles will arrive one by one You’ve been staring at the sun Sober love needs one more drug You’ve been building a secret Fortress made for one Watch what you write Turn down that light You’re either in this Or you’re out Watch what you write Don’t burn too bright We can’t escape these Moments of doubt Troubles will arrive one by one You’ve been staring at the sun Sober love needs one more drug You’ve been building a secret Fortress made for one
2.
Siren 03:40
Will you please call me soon With your best fake emergency Give me an exit From this conversation Feeling just shy of faithless now Drifting down Venetian streets One more king has bought the crown We nearly drowned ourselves I can hear the voice of a killer Inviting me to dinner Read me my last rites Stay with me tonight That sound out there Might not be thunder Close your eyes You’ll see aurora once again I’ve been the wrong man One too many times Screaming has become a whisper now Everyone is made of glass Lovers and foes casting their stones This all goes by so fast I can hear the voice of a killer Inviting me to dinner Read me my last rites Stay with me tonight That sound out there Might not be thunder They were lying to us They were lying to us They’ll be lying face down In the blood, in the dust I can hear the voice of a killer Inviting me to dinner Read me my last rites Stay with me tonight That sound out there Might not be thunder
3.
Marcy Avenue 04:14
My one and only, lost and lonely Taste of old Brooklyn A knock on the door, a season before The upper crust moved in Lottery billboards, rebel guitar chords Songs of fire and teeth Living a new life, subway at midnight A tourist in the world around me This could take a whole lot longer This could take a year or two I wish I was so much stronger I wish I had less to prove This could take a whole lot longer This could take a year or two I wish I was so much stronger I wish I had less to prove Before you begin, let’s call this a win Let’s call this a victory We found a place where we can escape their Hillbilly history Some are winners, some beginners We all move underground Surrounded by fine wine, one-percent swine Tell me where the gold is now This could take a whole lot longer This could take a year or two I wish I was so much stronger I wish I had less to prove This could take a whole lot longer This could take a year or two I wish I was so much stronger I wish I had less to prove They know what’s best Overtures of unrest Feel your walls start crumbling Dressed to impress Methods have their madness Vain displays are humbling This could take a whole lot longer This could take a year or two I wish I was so much stronger I wish I had less to prove They can say whatever they want to They can say whatever they please I wish I was so much stronger To stay there when you leave
4.
You were the one with the paler skin I always seemed to pale in comparison We lost our accents and maybe our souls A modern alchemy, lead to gold New Year’s Eve memories Of you and your best friend Reinventing the Charleston Rolling through living rooms Of the well-adjusted So many years of holding our breath After too many drinks Maybe too much fun Morning returns with that one-two punch We are tangled in We are mangled in These bad intentions We’ll meet up again every year or so For a hazy weekend of cards and cigar smoke There’s an odd-shaped maple tree with lightning scars If you drive past it, you’ll know you’ve gone too far New Year’s Eve memories Of you and your best friend Reinventing the Charleston Rolling through living rooms Of the well-adjusted So many years of holding our breath After too many drinks Maybe too much fun Morning returns with that one-two punch We are tangled in We are mangled in These bad intentions A night at home A pool of wine We’re singing songs To raise the dead A night at home A pool of wine We’re singing songs To raise the dead New Year’s Eve memories Of you and your best friend Reinventing the Charleston Rolling through living rooms Of the well-adjusted So many years of holding our breath After too many drinks Maybe too much fun Morning returns with that one-two punch We are tangled in We are mangled in These bad intentions
5.
Tourmaline 04:21
There’s more to this state than a red marine insect Far more cold that the summer crowd would expect Depression sets in when the February sun drops Remain strong and finish indoor projects I saw the world back then And I see it all right now Pushed into a corner with no window But we have the know-how Let’s run away, my friend A quiet town calls again There’s honesty among pine trees Standing tall until the end This old town was a well-kept secret Overthrown by Williamsburg rejects Number twenty-three in a line of born winners Your home in this world will always be suspect I saw the world back then And I see it all right now Pushed into a corner with no window But we have the know-how Let’s run away, my friend A quiet town calls again There’s honesty among pine trees Standing tall until the end Tourmaline And evergreen Drive-in screens And gasoline Tourmaline And evergreen Drive-in screens And gasoline Let’s run away, my friend A quiet town calls again There’s honesty among pine trees Standing tall until the end
6.
Where will you be hiding when Good times have run out Another summer ends in vain Bleached white by the sun Waiting for my chance Let’s ruin tomorrow tonight No matter what side of the war you’re standing on We all need our own place in the sun All we ever wanted was A piece of happiness All they ever told us was Good luck with that If I hold out long enough I’ll end up right as rain No matter what side of the war you’re standing on We all need our own place in the sun This could be our scene Let’s make it mean something Write it all down Write it all down I can barely see you now With blue and broken eyes The story will be over Before the credits roll Waves of bright white roses Rolling past cathedral doors No matter what side of the war you’re standing on We all need our own place in the sun
7.
Royal Furs 04:37
Maybe what they say is true We’re all born beautiful But what would that ever prove? We knew you’d be the last to know Secrets we all now know Bridges are made for burning Wake up, wake up Salt of the earth You’ve been mistaken Winding roads will humble us all Conspiracies fill your ear Drowning in lies You’ll be forgotten The band will play into the night You’re the king around here now Safe inside your golden house Will it save you from the cold rain? Is it time for us to walk that road? It must be time to go Tables are clearly turning Wake up, wake up Salt of the earth You’ve been mistaken Winding roads will humble us all Conspiracies fill your ear Drowning in lies You’ll be forgotten The band will play into the night Catacombs Cask of Amontillado Catacombs Cask of Amontillado Catacombs Cask of Amontillado [Fortunato] Catacombs Cask of Amontillado [Fortunato] Wake up, wake up Salt of the earth You’ve been mistaken Winding roads will humble us all Conspiracies fill your ear Drowning in lies You’ll be forgotten The band will play into the night
8.
Blue Houses 04:53
I’m unsteady Far off-center Patient as a man can be More than ready So temporary Houses painted white turn blue Will I find my way? Through the snow, into the rain Can you hear alarm bells now? Lashing out at shadows Ravens and rooks I’m stranded Red-handed again Headlines shout we’re falling fast A nosedive to hell Past Nixon Beyond infidels You should have known by now it would end like this Crowd behavior Empty saviors Rising tide will lift or drown Do us all a favor Step aside Keep your wisdom to yourself Will we find a way? One more round, another day Can you hear alarm bells now? Lashing out at shadows Ravens and rooks I’m stranded Red-handed again Headlines shout we’re falling fast A nosedive to hell Past Nixon Beyond infidels You should have known by now it would end like this History changes Depends who you ask Your finest moments Will slip by so fast History changes Depends who you ask Your finest moments Will slip by so fast
9.
Around we spin As we begin To burn We will burn Pale blue lights Blind your eyes For good No return We’ve all been too blazed We’ve been lazy We are difficult to define Blue, blue blood Will soon be running red hot Spilling down, filling your dinner plate Sounds like rain Now it’s far too soon To know what this will mean to you Immature daydreams will have to wait Lay them straight Another year ends You need new friends Around You never learn We all wait too long We’ll go crazy Will November come toe the line? Blue, blue blood Will soon be running red hot Spilling down, filling your dinner plate Sounds like rain Now it’s far too soon To know what this will mean to you Immature daydreams will have to wait Lay them straight There was a time when you were young Now you’ve grown cold and mean Was there ever anything in between? Tell me what happened in between Blue, blue blood Will soon be running red hot Spilling down, filling your dinner plate Sounds like rain Now it’s far too soon To know what this will mean to you Immature daydreams will have to wait Lay them straight
10.
Gilded Rats 05:32
We travel down a road far too low Free speech became a china shop bull A new sheriff’s badge on rebel grey We shot the moon, they won the game Tell me what we’ve learned From those who left us here Who will feel the blade In a kingdom built on fear? Gilded rats in cages Hamsters spin on wheels You say this is only love But that’s not how it feels Sleeping dog lies, a paper trail grows You’ve always been a wonderful host It’s death or it’s love, loud and clear Don’t be so coy and insincere Tell me what we’ve learned From those who left us here Who will feel the blade In a kingdom built on fear? Gilded rats in cages Hamsters spin on wheels You say this is only love But that’s not how it feels Drifting on copper waves Drifting on copper waves Drifting on copper waves Drifting Drifting on copper waves Drifting on copper waves Drifting on copper waves Drifting Drifting Drifting Drifting Drifting

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Recorded over 26 days between June 2021 and April 2022

Acadia Recording Company - Portland, Maine
Engineered and mixed by Todd Hutchisen

Mastered by Pat Keane at PKM - Portland, Maine


All music and lyrics written by Trevor Elliott Smith
Album photography and layout by Trevor Elliott Smith
©2022 Ten Pounds of Hits in a Five Pound Bag Music (BMI)

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released July 1, 2022

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