To Live and Die in West Central Scotland

by The Kimberly Steaks

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1.
Last week I went out and I drank myself sick every night But I don't feel remorse at all And something tells something's not quite right But all I know is that it's better than staring at the walls Another wasted day Another shit month spent dreaming away Last night I had a dream, I was a millionaire I didn't have to think or use my brain at all I just lay on the beach all day smoking cigarettes But then I woke up once again I woke up once again to sweet fuck all
2.
Spend most days staring into space Zoned out, a million miles away You probably think I'm lazy but I'm not My mind's just numb Ten cups of coffee until I'm awake Itching for my next cigarette break And she’s the only thing that gets me through I swear it's true And I love her silly little mind that thinks the world's ok And something nice might be around the corner But her optimism doesn't rub off on me I'll remain a realist, I'll just get high instead I can't get no mental stimulation So I bide my time with procrastination, and turn the autopilot on Can’t take the monotony Think I need a fucking lobotomy But drugging myself stupid seems a lot more fun And it takes less time And I know I'm going fucking nowhere I'm just getting older and more cynical I spend more time alone than I do with my friends Who all think I’m a bore, and I can’t agree more And I’m so miserable that even Paul Rodgers would agree that I'm bad fucking company *Lookout! 1993 breakdown* Now that there's nothing more to lose I might as well come clean I think about you every day And I'm being sincere And I'm not even drunk yet, just overdosed on apathy Deep down I know that you’ll never want me I don't want to dream about you anymore.
3.
On My Mind 01:05
When I realised you were moving on I didn't have anything to say I'll have to find a new distraction now To keep the boredom at bay I've got you on my mind When you left the other day I felt empty as the beer cans on my floor And though you don't feel the same way I feel like I should tell you this once more: I've got you on my mind
4.
Wrong Exit 01:56
There's no cash in the bank and no beer in the fridge Seems my luck's running dry I'm convinced that I took the wrong exit And got overtaken by time And I'm trying to be more social than before But I end up isolating myself even more I should be out tonight but I'm home watching Die Hard on ITV2 In this state of arrested development I'd laugh if it wasn't true So I shut myself in my room and lock the door And write songs about watching TV and being bored But I don't think I can live like this anymore Sitting up drinking alone til' half past four Watching re-runs of Father Ted and The World at War And I don't think I can live like this anymore No I don't think I can live like this anymore
5.
I know I'm losing touch And the funny thing about it is that I think I like it that way But I don't care so much I just sit back and don't let it get to me But I'm still stuck here Running out of options fast I need to make some plans Then I’ll get out of here at last The future's not so bright Seems this disposition stems from bad choices made long ago There's no end in sight Twenty five years without a fucking thing to show Telling myself every night I'll get out of this rut With dreams so fucked up I'm still scared when I wake up It seems there no point in trying There's no way out I can see So I'm packing it in and it's early retirement for me
6.
Another week, another waste Another weekend out my face This fucking place is killing me I need a change of scenery And every night I dream Either that my teeth are falling out Or that I'm falling to the ground And I guess it's supposed to mean something But I'm too lazy to look it up So I guess I'll deal with it another day Listening to President Yo La Tengo Wishing I was high Maybe if my coupon comes up this week I'll go out and buy myself some happiness Albeit only temporary Anxiety can take a back seat for now. I say my drinking’s recreational But it's starting to become habitual But I guess I'll deal with it another day *Ravi Shankar bass interlude* Feels like my best years are behind me now, Pretty sad when you're only twenty-five years old I'm not coping well at all And my drinking isn’t habitual It's fucking perpetual But I guess I'll deal with it another day Yeah, well, I guess I'll deal with it another day
7.
Found out I was self-sufficient When I started living on my own Doctor Who marathons and marijuana Kill the pain of being alone But I'm not living man, I'm just killing my time Domestic life (x 6000) *CCR-on-speed bluegrass instrumental* Who needs companionship When you’ve got video games to play Going into the outside world is overrated anyway But I’m getting better, man I swear I’m not losing my mind Domestic life That’s the life for me
8.
It suddenly occurred to me That I’ve been struggling recently To force myself to get out of bed at all And the only real relationships I’ve had In the past five years Have been with loneliness and alcohol Sitting zoned out playing Streets of Rage all day Jeff Stelling tells me that my coupon’s been fucked again By Sheffield Wednesday And I'm all wound up in my feral thoughts and apathy And this gradual but steady detachment Is what’s really killing me It seems it’s my own fault that things don't go my way And I now can't go to the gig tonight 'Cos I got kicked out of The Bay Smoking more cigarettes than Don Draper now But it’s not enough And I’m fast becoming adept in the art of fucking up *Blazing guitar solo for the ladies* This sense of complete utmost senselessness Should really bother me But I'm completely indifferent
9.
Sick and tired of having nothing to my name Going nowhere like a reference frame Zero motivation, every day’s the same Headed for the masturbation hall of fame And I guess that I’m never going to make it I’ve got something in my head and I’m never going to shake it I know there's help out there, but I'm not willing to take it So I'll probably just self-medicate and fake it I’ve been looking for a girl but she's been hard to find I'm not looking for a new New Lanark I'm trying not to lose my mind Sick and tired of waking up cold and alone Feeling half dead with my money all blown The girl from last night’s not going to phone Give me a beer, I’m getting fucked up on my own *Second chorus different than the first... chorus* And I guess that I’m never going to make it I’ve got something in my head and I’m never going to shake it I’d make myself a promise but I know I’m going to break it So again, I’ll go ahead, I’ll self-medicate and fake it
10.
She told me it was over So I guess now I’m alone again And I haven’t been sober For more weeks than I care to remember now So I’ll resign myself to a lifetime of daytime TV And torture myself thinking about how things could have been But I know that nobody else is to blame but me Now it’s pissing down outside There’s no chance I’m getting out of here I’m running low on cigarettes I already scraped the grinder now I’m out of beer So I brace myself for crash landing, and coming back down And there’s no safety net to stop me from hitting the ground Or the impending moment of clarity, and here it comes now And what I’m trying to say Is that I think about you every day And how I wish you would stay To keep me from wasting away And I’m just trying to say That I think about you every day And when I’m lying in bed With no thoughts in my head Just a feeling of dread Every night it’s the same Half the time I can’t remember my own name But one thing’s for sure When I turn out the light I’ll be dreaming of you by my side
11.
Fix My Head 01:20
Don't bother firing me, I quit I’m tired of all the same old shit And I completely understand I've only got myself to blame But I feel I'm going insane And I just need a little time to fix my head Every day is just the same Fried the electrodes in my brain And I've just finished watching the office for the millionth time I think I'm finally losing my mind And I just need a little time to fix my head
12.
"A way-way-way-off-Broadway musical by The Kimberly Steaks" "Still on my mind" I still can’t get you off my mind so I guess I’ll get out of it tonight I know there’s no hope left for us this time But I’d rather stare at your walls than mine And I know it’s goodbye And now it’s snowing outside And there’s nothing on TV I’m just waiting for the amnesia to kick in Then at least one of us will get out of my head And I know it's goodbye I find it hard to find the will To write a song about how much I miss you When you probably don’t even think of me at all And I know you won’t listen "Face the world" And now for something completely depressing I’m losing the plot and my ability to differentiate Between my dreams and reality And I can’t pinpoint the moment when things got So out of hand I couldn’t stop mine from shaking I’ll be ok, but I can’t face the world today I can’t face the world today "Not listening" I’m wound up tighter than Frank Grimes I’m talking to myself when no one else is around And I’m ignoring the stop signs My brain is telling me I need to slow down But I’m not listening And I’m overthinking everything To the point that it’s making me sick And it sucks that life’s a lot harder When you’re not an arrogant dick I need propranolol, Prozac or rum Or maybe just a weekend in bed Or maybe I should cut my losses And drill a fucking hole in my head "Scunnered" I’m getting tired of being tired all the time This indoor living suits an outsider like me But I’m drifting further out And I’m struggling to keep track of what’s going on I have to remind myself that my mind still functions now But I’m getting used to being useless now Senses dulled so much I’m senseless now I’m bored past the point of the boredom now I’ve got to get out of this rut somehow I don’t want to wake up today Nothing to get up for anyway So I’ll just lie here and vegetate "Last train" I’ve had enough Of talking for the sake of conversation And the deflating sensation Of being constantly let down But as I watch the last train As it pulls into the station A smile crosses my face and I know I’m getting out of town And whatever awaits me It can’t be worse than facing Another year in this place And whenever I feel down I remind myself I’m not bound To live and die in this town "Terminal Boredom (Reprise)" Guess I’m lonelier than I thought Unrequited doesn’t do the way I feel justice at all My brain got tired, packed up and left me So now I’m left here on my own And I’m bored to the nth degree Nothing seems to bother me much I haven’t seen the sun for three days now But I don’t really care And I’m too lazy to make a difference So I’ll just sit here smoking cigarettes And watching Breaking Bad all day Thank You Mario, But Our Princess is in Another Castle

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The debut full-length from west coast pop-punks The Kimberly Steaks.

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released March 8, 2014

All songs written/ripped off by Greig Steak

Recorded in Cambuslang by Boab (punkrockrammy.com) in a couple of days in early January 2014

Art by Wolf Mask – wolfmaskart.co.uk

Available on CD from 15/3/2014. Released with help from Make That a Take Records - makethatatakerecords.bandcamp.com

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