There's too much time for doing it small
Better do it big or don't do it at all
Be seven feet tall and not like me
I've got holes in the soul of my physical being
When you get old the pressure goes
Feel it unwind
That or you die
There is a vacuum that pulls out every inch of my genes
Until the excess is pooled and then released in my dreams
The irony of me telling you this confidently
Is that you are the I in our story
When you get old the pressure goes
You can unwind
As you die
Well I want to be your musical friend
I am pacing my life to be here until the end
The type of life it takes to ascend
To get to the level where I don't have to defend
My love to bend the rules
When you get old the pressure goes
Feel it unwind
As you die
A bonafide New Jersey garage rock ripper from Francie Moon plunges fearlessly into the murky depths of psychedelia and blues. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 14, 2022