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Third Child Makes Hits

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1.
Lockpick 06:06
Pay attention Take it serious Stay awake and be polite Keep the kids away from kryptonite (If she want it then she got it if she need it, use a lockpick don't believe it so she fought it don't receive it, change the topic) Stand up straight Stay out of trouble You best behave and shine your light Don't take pieces from another man's puzzle Stop seeing double Say your prayers Please, and Thank You Firm handshakes and eye contact Call her back I had a dream hours back I forget the details there was a mountain I was lost in love with you The Devil appeared to me in human form he was bald and lured me in with a thriftshop throwback coat and I got the joke Oh, there can be no doubt She is a cave-mouth (you hope so) Oh, move like a bandit so underhanded but it gets results though
2.
My mind's my nemesis it get mischievous “why does your clever endeavour exist?” We could be intricate Try being talkative “your clever endeavour, call it quits" Call me your battle-scar Call me your battle-scar I won't mind if you call me your battle-scar To be called your battle-scar how could I not mind? Don't be so sensible all of the time Don't be so sensible all of the time Let's see if your eyes can meet mine Don't be so sensible all of the time My mind's my nemesis it get mischievous We could be intricate Try being talkative “your clever endeavour” Once i'm your battle-scar once i'm your battle-scar it'll be fine Bear your battle-scar Is bearing this battle-scar a good time? Conversate for heavens sake Alleviate all the pressure that your silence makes
3.
Danny Kaye 04:54
There are dreams that I've half remembered halfway through the night who knows their relevancy? I'm more posed than stripped down prose that Hemingway could write who knows my relevancy? My neighbour told me that his uncle was descended from a family of slavers selling African fruit The lived in Florida who knew that the old folks and the palm trees and the beaches could hide more than a button down suit But you're just complaing cause your friends are non-existent No one knows your name you're just a generalization And you know I heard you say "don't blame me if I wish I had written a doo-wop doo-wop doobie doobie doo-wop song I've been writing with a pencil and pad don't get mad at me" Don't make it so personal Doo-wop Doo-wop Doobie doobie doo-wop song I've been writing with a pencil and pad don't get mad at me (yelle)
4.
It's typical you made a mess you and your best friends you drew a number of pictures on the wall you scattered your stuffed animals And when will you learn to behave? Sit down and drink your lemonade The prodigal is full of regrets as he passes drinks out to the guests Amongst the handshakes and chatter he hearkens back to the plates he's chipped and the cups he's cracked But you have to keep the guests entertained So smile wide and drink your lemonade In another life I'm still the same If your throat is dry than drink some lemonade
5.
Oh Welle 06:15
Didn't I know you in highschool weren't we some kind of friends? Didn't we hold up our hands for our holy recompense? Didn't we walk the same hallways and you hugged whoever wasn't me? Your mother wrote me into her novel but killed me off by chapter three Weren't there forests full of footfalls where our hands were frozen still and we saw a ghostly taxi at the top of the hill? Didn't I try to kiss you there early in the month? But you covered up your mouth with all the tact of a punch We laughed about TV shows though I hated all your favourite bands I mean, you didn't even like the Beatles but I still wanna'd to hold your hand I wanna hold your hand I thought I'd lost you in the balcony the truth was you were already gone and I sang "plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'un moment" What a miserable opera the stage was white and red and I could smell your saliva on the curse of your breath The meanest of incantations what pride do I have left? If I've known you at your worst does that mean I know you best? Maybe we could have been compadres but it doesn't help to dwell Said the singer without an ounce of irony Oh God Oh well Maybe forgiveness can be my vengeance and loss be how I win Maybe this is how I love you by being indifferent So I knew you in highschool but I doubt you knew me But the chalk is off the blackboards and the halls are emptying I'm forgetting how to I'm forgetting how to I'm forgetting how to hate you it's freaking me out I'm forgiving you I'm for forgiving you I'm for forgiving you For giving you a way out
6.
It's a haunted summer kicked off by chucking cigars into the centennial flood and breaking of relational hugs It's a messy business I'm sober at heart this is how it ends but I'm ready to start over again It's the spirit of the child at the end of coaster I miss your voices So much more than I bargained for it was a powerful antidote for the heart I choked Keep your cape on and strike an heroic pose is it kryptonite? I refuse ot ever say die It's a constant cycle bring on the next wave As the tide coarses in I'm measuring gace vs sin Spirit of the child End of the coaster I miss your voices I could shove into a metaphor all the sentiments I'm searching for or speak plainly less is more I miss my friends (it's all there is) At the end of a precipice or the bottom of the deepest kiss Just speak plainly and admit I miss my friends it's all there is IT'S ALL THERE IS I'm a lonesome polecat singing at the moon Cause I aint got no feminine polecat to exchange my tune Can't get no sleep when you sleep with sheep
7.
Final Boss 01:48
8.
Pontius 04:05
Blow your bubbles, do your dance Two venetian lights burning brighter than simply best friends Drawing cages in the sand tunnel my way towards much bigger things You stabbed me in a dream Culimate, and Populate, and Propagate, and Pollinate There are fears growing in the no man's land between my head and hands Between my head and hands there is a heart There are fears growing in the no man's land between my head and hands Between my head and hands there is a heart beating to off-kilter tones poly-rhythmic bones Never alone Always apart Pull your head back and I'll avoid your eyes Thomas and Pontius were both immortalized Sacred doubter with many middle names it's all changing, it's all the same Venice was easily sunk by our footsteps and we named it again Recited poems in the temples of gods and we know they've always been dead
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God look at this hatred that I've created aren't You proud? You dish out forgiveness like it was Christmas I don't know if I can Brokenhearted don't get me started Though of course You know You've been wronged and I'm the culprit I'm the culprit Never let me forget Am I only skin? Look at the shape I'm in You said leave her to heaven don't get even as if you could That's a concession That's a tribute Is that a threat? That's a threat Am I only skin? Look at the shape I'm in Praise God through whom all blessing flow Praise Him creatures here below Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost
10.
Kandern 06:28
Here is a gown that you'll never wear Three cheers throw your caps in the air Now you live out of boxes and bags Now you live out of the memories you have so take out the photographs of fading smiles and frozen laughs (there is no substitute) So you broke the ceramic pot and you watched me as my hair was cut Tell me again how I'll meet my wife and pour glitter on the letters you write As economics is explained to me and the rest of the Gang I feel indebted too You try to speak but your throat feels choked He cried and held you til your shoulder was soaked You walked with her along the railroad tracks You talked of running off and not coming back And there's an aching kind of void that separates Mac and the Boys "Let's absorb happiness" They're just mocktails but you play along he's telling tales and reading palms it's getting late Guys and gals dance in a line say the first word that comes to mind don't hesitate Your rhythms off, you're half awake I wrote you a note by the fireplace as you agreed to chat I wanted to go back Can we continue to be friends? meet me back here at three am we'll toast the rising sun with a champagne hole-in-one This is the town that you lived in This is the happiest you've ever been Now you take all the love you had and you trade it in for boxes and bags They call it growing up but I don't know if that's good enough

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Recorded at home.
Avouzon, France.

2011-2013.
All songs written by Ryan Lloyd.

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released January 1, 2014

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