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Sometimes

by Sometimes the Cat

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1.
Opening Band 01:20
I'm not here to see you I'm only waiting 'til you get off of the stage now So play through your songs and let's get this over with You can sing me a story Tell me all about your life, now No, I don't even care, but that don't mean you shouldn't try I'm gonna rock some common sense and pop my earplugs in 'Cause I'm not gonna lose my hearing for the opening band I ain't gonna get all in it, and sing my heart out then 'Cause I'm not gonna waste my vocal cords on the opening band Oh, no, I can't
2.
Fly sits in the drink Sipping drips of water down from the sink And it knows there's just a few days left of its life That's what it chooses to do But how about you? There comes a time when you need to learn to decide Someday maybe I'll show you how to decide But where's your working-class skeleton, your working-class skeleton? Where's your working-class skeleton now? Crawling from its coffin, is it in the basement room? In your tomb, where's your skeleton now? Kid sits on the hill Sipping drips of water down from the sill And she knows there's no more time for complaining But she's got no other choice And her throat swallows her voice There comes a time when you need to learn to decide Someday maybe I'll show you how to decide But where's your working-class skeleton, your working-class skeleton? Where's your working-class skeleton now? Crawling from its coffin, is it in the basement room? In your tomb, where's your skeleton now? And you know your bones are somewhere inside (know your bones are somewhere inside) You know your bones fell out when you died And you know your bones are somewhere outside (know your bones are somewhere outside) And your bones put themselves on the line And you know your bones are somewhere inside (know your bones are somewhere inside) You know your bones fell out when you died And you know your bones are somewhere outside (know your bones are somewhere outside) And your bones put themselves on the line And you know your bones are somewhere inside (know your bones are somewhere inside) You know your bones fell out when you died And you know your bones are somewhere outside (know your bones are somewhere outside) And your bones put themselves on the line And you know your bones are somewhere inside (know your bones are somewhere inside) You know your bones fell out when you died And you know your bones are somewhere
3.
Cast Iron 03:21
Metallurgy was never my strong suit in school I never got good grades in trying to make this shit Just happened naturally, woke up and one day it was there It's not a problem, I kinda like it Even if you don't I'm cast iron Not even your vorpal blade pierce my exoskeleton I'd really have to want to let you in But I don't Yeah, I'm cast iron Not even tactical strikes could break the hold I have on the harbour, the ships are trapped No nautical or ground route in or out We'll starve to death between these walls Before we let you in Something about it was forgettable Something about it was forgetting, regretting, you know Something about it was immutable It's in the past, it'll never last, I was open I'm not open no more I'm not open no more (This is it, kids) I'm cast iron Not even your vorpal blade pierce my exoskeleton I'd really have to want to let you in But I don't Yeah, I'm cast iron Not even tactical strikes could break the hold I have on the harbour, the ships are trapped No nautical or ground route in or out We'll starve to death between these walls I'm adamantium Something like unobtanium I'm a ten-foot thick sheet of stainless steel And I'm not gonna let you in No, I'm never gonna let you in Stand at the door, wait for a thousand years No, kid, I'll never ever let you in I'll never ever let you in I'll live a life of debauchery, of sin And look you in the eye on the day that I die And I'll still never let you in No, no, I'll never let you in I couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't, didn't let you in Clap my hands and my cast iron pots and pans together Never ever let you in
4.
I woke up lost inside my head Thirty-nine past ten And I rolled the body out from my bed And I remembered something it said Well, I looked around and found the light The switch flicked up, and right Took a moment to adjust my sight Then I looked down at my hands and my hands, they weren't mine Well, I looked up and down the body In the full-size mirror on my bedroom door And I didn't quite know what to think then Maybe already too far gone I can't remember the last night my hands were mine All I remember is the morning after When I stared at my fingers in the light through the blinds And I knew that my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands, they weren't mine I'm never ever ever gonna do it again Yeah, that's what I said, what I thought that I meant But you know I'm just gonna do it again I forget, I don't care, unimpressed, I'm a wreck When you set yourself up for failure, you'll find it's hard to succeed When the walls start closing in on you, it's hard to know what you need And whenever someone asked me, I'd always say I'm fine I couldn't bring myself to tell you: I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands, they weren't mine Oh, the nails aren't cracked and bleeding At least not most of the time It's like gloves of skin my fingers are in When I look at these hands of mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands weren't mine I looked down at my hands, and my hands, they weren't mine
5.
I can't remember a year ago I can't remember last night Somewhere in the furniture I swear I had myself But I lost it with the crumbs between the cracks Take less here for granted Take yourself away You don't need the things you have The silk pajamas, the leather jacket You don't need the anorak Your mama's socks, dad's knife collection Think about your bedtime Hat hair's in the past You don't need your silver spoon Your mixtapes and Gorilla Glue I never was in love with you I only loved your hat (I only, only, only loved your hat) You'll throw out all your nice knit caps And all that's left is the stack of other hats You'll toss out all the baseball caps And all that's left is a rack that's full of hats You'll chuck out every pillbox hat And all that's left is your Jimmy Carter hat And all that's left is your Jimmy Carter hat And all that's left is your Jimmy Carter hat And all you'll wear is your Jimmy Carter hat
6.
Skin & Bones 01:52
I can feel my skin and bones They're moving all around and changing up my geometry Mountains turn to molehills, molehills turn to mountains Sittin' sippin' Kool-Aid pouring down from the fountain, no no There has got to be a catch I know better than to hold my breath There has got to be a catch There's no one this cool on the internet I'm feeling green and I don't know why Blowing kisses up to the sky It's not the happiest day But I'll take what I can get There has got to be a catch Not the deadliest but some kind of do-not-pass There has got to be a catch No matter how you do the math, do the math
7.
IRL 03:41
The me you see on TV Well, that's not me It's a girl with the same name and the same face No, I'm not replaced, we take up the same space And the time and the place and the means and the ways Are akimbo, displaced, and you still don't know me The kid who lives on websites Well, she's alight When you get her on something, another poor forum Or chatroom, or wiki, Tumblr, Twitter's delight And her posts, they aren't humble, they boast and they bite And I tremble in fright 'cause I still don't know me I stand in front of the mirror and I see her Anonymous alibi, the people's façade Bathroom in a hotel, up near the top Dissociate off the balcony, right out the window IRL? No, I've never heard of her That bitch you met on the net Well, you know she's a mess Lives without regrets, don't say you're impressed It's easy enough if you get what's important And the rest of the book is just omens and portents Climb west, raise your sail, you'll net fish by the morning I stand in front of the mirror and I see her Anonymous alibi, the people's façade Bathroom in a hotel, up near the top Dissociate off the balcony, right out the window IRL? No, I've never heard of her Never really thought about how to log out If I reject my reality and substitute unknowns I'll stand here alone and I don't know where I'm goin' And if I press eject, then what will happen next? Sometimes when I stand up and walk away I leave a part of myself there, in the room God loves the way that I move She tells me her secrets when I lie awake every night In my life, in my real life The me you see on your screen Well, that's just me I've been taking a break from my life as my face But I'm back in my place and I'm here in my way If you ask me to stay, I won't know what to say I persist, yeah, I'll always be here I stand in front of the mirror and I see her...
8.
I'm going off the deep end, my friend Live life a little crazier Do things I wouldn't do They'll be like, "That was you?" And I'll say, "Yeah, I've given up" I'm going off the deep end, my friend Since now I've nothing left to lose I'll take up morning jogs Find out just what I want I guess I don't give a fuck But I could be your deep end girlfriend Settle down in the bottom of the pool Your deep end girlfriend And you could be my deep end girlfriend Deep end girlfriend Deep end girlfriend too I'm going off the deep end, my friend And I'm taking shit more seriously My collar buttons up No, don't give me that guff We all gotta do what we gotta do I'm going off the deep end, incensed At where decisions I make lead me Oh, yeah, I'm diving down To where the fishes drown And I'm crushed, and I'm crushed, and I'm crushed But I could be your deep end girlfriend Settle down in the bottom of the pool Your deep end girlfriend And you could be my deep end girlfriend Deep end girlfriend Deep end boyfriend Deep end girlfriend Love, love, lovely, please don't forgive me I've got to be held accountable for the batshit things I do Don't, don't, don't tell me that you love me 'Cause I know, but that won't fix the problem When I'm hanging over the deep It's been so long since I've taken a dip in the memory pool My head goes down underwater, and the water's fresh and cool I wait a moment or two, yeah, I've got nothing to lose Well, until I see you, and then I'm up, up, gasping for air I didn't realise you'd be there So I'm going off the deep end, my friend And I've never felt better Do things I might not like I still don't, but that's fine But I can say that I know what's up I'm going off the deep end, intending To get a little smarter To go a little farther I'd like to think I've wisened up But of course that's just what I want But I could be your deep end girlfriend Settle down in the bottom of the pool Your deep end girlfriend And you could be my deep end girlfriend Deep end girlfriend Deep end boyfriend Deep end girlfriend too
9.
All Tried Up 02:26
Life's a phenom who doesn't know her purpose Arraigned, arrived alone Holes in her sneakers, a kettle on the burner And she's thinking about Bushwick Boulevard And time sits still for her again Her pocketbook and a fountain pen Unwilling but not overly upset She likes girls, hates Percocet She sits on the bleachers, watch the sun go down A Happy Cleaners business card Overreaching could be her greatest fear But she's gotta make some new friends here somehow And space breathes out around her again Her collar's short and her cuffs are trim Thinking over her earthly place She's in love, but she hides her face But she's given all she's got Every why to every what And she don't know what she's done When she's all tried up
10.
Rectangle the cat, rectangle the cat She knows where all her corners are at People say she's a square but she knows that they're wrong And they're only jealous of her songs Rectangle the cat, rectangle the cat You could beat her up if you need someone else on the mat Or some other line from a song If the chorus is strong and the verses aren't wrong Well, she'll tug at our heartstrings all night long Rectangle the cat, Jimmy Carter hat Alucard, I swear, thought you were better than that Always the dog, nevertheless the frog ¿Cuántos años tienes, y tú me quieres aprovechar? A la-la-la-la, I swear, I swear to God I swear, I swear to frog I'm shaping up to be somebody important Take a number, take a seat, ¡derretir, derretir, derretir, derretir!
11.
First quarter sits on the sill, tells me all about myself How it was for a decade or more, how it flipped from tails to heads Through a thin layer of dust, the sun beams down, the sun beams down Look at where we are now Second quarter is somewhere in the bowl, stand up high Pointed north, more prepared than you would ever realise Hold it to the incandescence, watch it glow, watch it glow Outdoing so and so Third and final quarter comes from dollar short Perhaps the brightest future with result after result Dotting edges nickel patterns, light reflects, light reflects Don't you ever forget you're the best And one by one they triangulate through the slot And one by one they give it what they got Reverberate elastic, cut through the age of plastic Together, apart, take the world by storm
12.
Mythologized 02:15
My face encased in amber My teeth are showing, hair not growing, stopped in time My hands bent back, palms are open Looks like I'm wanting something, and I can't believe my hands were mine And there's little I want less Than the grim prospect of legacy, for your children's children to know me And I'm thinking of a way to put this best But maybe I just don't wanna be remembered My guts encased in wood All I used to hide is there for all to see and all to judge My brain in formaldehyde on the table Watch as the neurons fire, but we don't know what they mean And there's little I want more Than the bitter truths of living rotting away under the sun And I'd like to settle the score By running the numbers down My arms, encased in stone Reach out to nothing now, my fossil's in this shape My chest stuck out, chin to the sky Don't know what took me out but we know from whence it came And there's little I'd have known Than the crushing weight of heartsick suckers, press me into the mud And I wouldn't ask for a throne Just a glass cage away from the windows I, no, I Live, and then I'll I'm surprised I'm surprised
13.
Kill & Eat 05:22
God gave me teeth for a reason But he can't make me want to use them My hunger's at the back of my throat But I can't, no I can't, no I can't, please I can't God gave me teeth for a reason But he can't make me want to use them My hunger's at the back of my throat But I can't, no I can't, no I can't, please I can't I don't want God to know my name I just want to put my head down But I want to see this whole green Earth before I die So I've got to stand exposed on the bluffs of Iowa If He sees me, I don't know what'll happen God make me kill, I don't want to Gotta grab a rabbit, vole, or shrew My hands wrapped around its throat But I can't, no I can't, no I can't, please I can't God make me kill, I don't want to Gotta grab a rabbit, vole, or shrew My hands wrapped around its throat But I can't, no I can't, no I can't, please I can't Maybe it's just my fault Maybe I'm just an evil person And God looks down from Heaven on Hell and He tells me That nothing really matters, just turned out that way And I say, "What the Hell?" "Lord Whom for Sing the Angels" This is the song that people sing in church, I think (This is the song of God:) I don't know, never been there Praise Be To God He Gave Us Teeth Get Up From Your Knees And Then Kill & Eat God, I'll do anything for you God, I'll do whatever you need me to God, I'm so sorry I don't believe But God, if I kill & eat, please don't punish me 'Cause that's what God told me He told me to kill & eat anything I like, long as it's clean God, I don't love you But I could learn to, I could learn to God, I didn't plan for this God, I couldn't help myself God, the end comes too soon God? God? God, salt in the open wound God, under the blood moon God, I don't believe in you God, I don't believe in you God, I'll do anything for you Praise Be To God He Gave Us Teeth Get Up From Your Knees And Then Kill & Eat
14.
TFW 01:50
Cut your losses: When you awake, get out of bed and walk away and close that door Unaccosted, and don't leave yourself a possibility for more Don't leave yourself time to regret it 'Cause the morning after is how they get ya Salad days, they let you forgive your mistakes Feel no shame, girl, even though I guess you one-night-stood her up Open book, you know, you don't need to have all the answers You're young yet, and you've got so much to learn Eight o'clock it's, and her breathing next to you It shifts the blankets, and you can't get away unless you wake her Brace for impact, prepare for an awkward conversation Soon it's over but for now you must endure It's the morning after you can't forget, yeah It's the awful moments that linger on It's the kickback you pay on your Judgment Day But hey, what's done is done And now you know for now on

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This is the kind of album where I feel like the album description should have a definition for the word "sometimes", which is exactly why it doesn't have that. Thank you for your support.

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released November 18, 2018

SOMETIMES THE CAT features APRIL FRIEDMAN on the INSTRUMENTS AND VOCALS.

ALSO APPEARING ON THIS RECORD:
Lesley Price - bass on "My Hands Weren't Mine", "IRL", "Deep End Girlfriend", "All Tried Up"

ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY APRIL. NO EXCEPTIONS THIS TIME.
RECORDED, PRODUCED, MIXED, AND MASTERED BY APRIL
IN EUGENE & MISSOULA, APRIL–OCTOBER 2018.

ARTWORK AND DESIGN BY APRIL.
EVERYTHING BY APRIL, OK?

SWEET THANKS TO:
Charlie, Floyd, Alyssa, Autumn, Lesley, Haley, Joe, Noah, Naomi, Badgie, Lily, Nonnie, all you cool kids and cadets.

LOVE & REGRET:
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