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Tall Tales​.​.​.​Fallacies​.​.​.​and farts

by The Elephant

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1.
Tall Tales 04:24
There's a light on the horizon Predictable start to every day Followed swiftly by the nightfall Then big surprise it happens again We saw what we wanted And took a step farther from the truth With our hands in our pockets We forged a tall tall fallacy Now everything is gonna be fine Yeah everything is gonna be just fine Take your faith and believe in me Just say these words and I'll guarantee A vague and confusing plot Well hands up any questions please? I can answer anything you need But who, what, where, or how. We saw what we wanted And took a step farther from the truth With our hands in our pockets We forged a tall tall fallacy Now everything is gonna be fine Yeah everything is gonna be just fine Slowly filled with doubt Can't trust word of mouth We wanted more Created technology And tools for us to see We're all alone Still we fight our wars Over who's god loves us more I'm tired I'm so damn tired We saw what we wanted And took a step farther from the truth With our hands in our pockets We forged a tall tall fallacy Now everything is gonna be fine Yeah everything is gonna be just fine Yeah everything is gonna be fine Yeah everything is gonna be ok I guess I hope I doubt it will
2.
Proctology 03:12
Let's go back to day one When I thought I was someone With a purpose, a destiny, and a heart Then one day I had a thought I'm just a damn man-made robot With cognitive functions, emotional responses, and farts How can you tell If you've gone crazy A nut inside a shell Or just lazy I’m talking to myself More often than not And I’m getting exhausting I guess I’ll stay Wide awake in my bed I’m a slave To this state I’m never gonna sleep Without a fight I’ll go kicking and screaming out I swear I’ve seen your face In magazine someplace On table at the doctors Or the dentist, proctologist Yeah him How can you tell If you've gone crazy A nut with inside a shell Or just lazy I’m talking to myself More often than not And I’m fuckin' obnoxious I guess I’ll stay Wide awake in my bed I’m a slave To this state I’m never gonna sleep Without a fight I’ll go kicking and screaming While I act naturally I'll go kicking and screaming While I act naturally Kicking and screaming out
3.
I thought I was in Olde Towne But I'm not I'm seeing with my eyes closed When everyone had halos I thought twice This can't be where I've started Just be calm Take a breath Stay strong Hell I've got this all under control I just need some time by myself To find what I'm looking for Or at least some stupid metaphor I've got a lot of voices in my head It's full of backseat thinkers All trying to persuade me of their truths All full of disillusion Just be calm Take a breath Stay strong Hell I've got this all under control I just need some time by myself To find what I'm looking for Or at least some stupid metaphor Well like it or not I am stuck in a rut I don't get it Well, maybe that's the point credits
4.
AA 03:09
Stand back and Hold your drink You’re living a life of little significance This reflections getting old The man in the mirror has let himself go Bored with confidence I relent Keeping my standards low I trusted once before But nevermore Is my only stock and store I can’t conjure up a thought that will keep me clean So just pour another shot and let it slowly soak in me I have lost my clarity Yet it’s never been so clear to me My tongue is cheap My conscience peaked With slurred speech I’m getting dizzy I can’t conjure up a thought that will keep me clean So just pour another shot....maybe two or three I can’t mold a single soul to be just like me But I can drink and think relief just you wait and see I have lost my clarity Yet it’s never been so clear to me
5.
Have you heard the story of a boy named Jason? He slept in late and woke up without a soul It wasn't long until he found procrastination Now he’s lost without control Now he’s falling apart at the seams He’s failing to succeed His dreams are shattering A tragedy it seems Well I don't wanna be like the boy named Jason It haunts my dreams and keeps me up at night To think that we’re all capable of such temptations Is enough to loose your mind Cause he’s falling apart at the seams He’s failing to succeed His dreams are shattering A tragedy it seems I’m craving something cold and something sweet and savory To wet my lips and keep my body warm This downward spiral through this rabbit hole won't phase me Until I’ve lost control of time He’s falling apart at the seams He’s failing to succeed His dreams are shattering A tragedy it seems You best not forget about the boy named Jason He slept in late and woke up without a soul
6.
The 22nd 04:33
So you're a man now? Go sign your name on the line Up above the lines on highlighted paper So you're a soldier now Put you're life on the line and fight for US tonight They shaved my head and stuck me on a plane Way over seas Gave me a gun and told me what to hit And how not to miss Just leave your girl home I miss her so much I've sketched her face in my mind like a stencil This battle cry is scratching At my throat I can barely speak One last hoorah Fuckin bring it on Unlike my buddy, I guess I had better luck And I've got a couple of medals to prove it I should be grateful now, but I know that I'm not I can't get their screams out of my head I love the world but hate the way it's been I'm desensitized There was 21...I'll make it 22 My time to shine So you're a man now? Go sign your name on the line
7.
If I had a couple dreams I’d have something left to show But I packed them in boxes Then I took them out the door And left them in the road Lost and forgotten now I gotta get outa here some how I’m fucking exhausted And can’t wait no I gotta get outa here somehow But the clock stopped ticking’ I don’t know why All that’s left is in my head That I can’t seem to let go But they only come at night When I fall asleep I know That I’m gonna get a show Hold on here we go Will I be peaches and cream Will I be peaches and cream Maybe I’ll be peaches and cream Maybe I’ll be peaches and cream I gotta get outa here some how I’m fucking exhausted And can’t wait no I gotta get outa here somehow But the clock stopped ticking’ I don’t know why If I had a couple dreams I’d have something left to show But I packed them in boxes Then I took them out the door And left them in the road Hold on here we go Will I’ll be peaches and cream Maybe I’ll be peaches and cream Finally peaches and cream I am me peaches and cream

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Welcome to Tall Tales...Fallacies...and farts!

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released June 21, 2023

Joel Tefteller: Guitar, Keys, Drums, Vocals
Daniel King: Guitar, Bass, Ukelele, Mandoline

Art: Matt Tate
Recorded: In The Room Studios

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Forgetting is forgivable. But I won't forget...because I am The Elephant.

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