The Little Guy Inside (Demo EP)

by The Brooklyn Players Reading Society

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Performed and recorded by The Brooklyn Players Reading Society with David Fine-Firesheets on drums and Becky Fine-Firesheets on keys and vox.

Mixed by David Fine-Firesheets.

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released June 5, 2016

All music written by The Brooklyn Players Reading Society.

Words for "What Obligation" written by P.K. Harmon. Read more of his poetry at www.servinghousebooks.com/harmon.html.

All other words written by Becky Fine-Firesheets.

Original artwork by Letisia Cruz. View more of her art at www.lesinfin.com.

Logo created by Aviva Buivid. Learn more about her at designbyaviva.com.

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The Brooklyn Players Reading Society Brooklyn, New York

David and Becky Fine-Firesheets set stories, poems and other forms of words to rock and pop music. They enjoy exploring new sounds and playing with traditional forms of songwriting. They also enjoy dogs, pizza, biking, the beach, and hangin' with their little dude, Lew. ... more

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Track Name: One Day
One day I’ll grow up
Maybe someday soon
And when I do I will come over and say hello to you
But for now I’m young
And a bit strung out
Sometimes I sit and think and worry and then I just pout

One day when we’re old
I will pat your head
And I will say aren’t you so glad that we are not yet dead
You I’m sure will nod
And smile your quiet smile
Then say my dear you always worry, death lasts just for awhile

Oh, oh
Oh, wa-oh
La la la la
La la la la
(x2)
Track Name: What Obligation / Anthem for the Millenials
What Obligation by P.K. Harmon

To read Harmon's poetry and learn more about him, please visit http://www.servinghousebooks.com/harmon.html.

Anthem for the Millenials

Middle school popcorn bowl and penny candy
The Willy Wonka art dealer is coming after me
I try to hide in the forest but all the trees are glass
I kick a trunk and watch it shatter all over the grass

Jaded junkies always say yes to more icing
They smear it on a broken mess and then they laugh and sing
While bigwig bosses drink inside their bullet-proof gardens
And I argue with old spirits trying to make amends

Ambivalence is my boyfriend
He wraps himself around everything that I touch
Apathy is my lover
Cause sometimes I think it’s all just a little too much
Yes he helps me not care that it’s all a little too much

The bank came into my home and took all of my stuff
It really wasn’t that much artists are paid near enough
I sat alone in my room and stared at the empty space
In the end we’re all figurines living on borrowed grace
I called out to my luck dragon and she came right away
She blew fire on my life and then I knew I couldn’t stay

Ambivalence is my boyfriend
He wraps himself around everything that I touch
Apathy is my lover
Cause sometimes I think it’s all just a little too much
Yes he helps me not care that it’s all a little too much

The bank came into my home and they took all of my stuff
But that’s okay cause in the end we’re all just figurines
Yeah we’re all just figurines
Yeah we’re all just figurines
Like G.I. Joe and Barbie and American Girl Dolls
So I called out to my luck dragon
I called out to my luck dragon
I called out to my luck dragon
Yeah I called out

And she blew fire!
And she blew fire!
And she blew fire on my life.

Ambivalence is my boyfriend
Track Name: Two Deer Stake Out My Tree
Two deer stake out my tree

A tree with limbs that cross and curve,
weave a basket seat for basket cases
to sit in and save the world.

Let’s share, we can make symmetry.

But muscular mama raises her hoof,
shows me her square of collagen and bone.
I will kick you in the head and
let my fawn eat your flesh
‘cause we don’t let the human bring us down.

In a bar under the Williamsburg bridge
filled with baby mamas and hoochie mamas
and your mama’s so big! I thrust out
my hands in response to a shove.

Wildcat sidekick pounces from behind,
collects my skin under her beauty parlor nails,
growling with the wrath of woman done wrong
by a man she can’t let bring her down.
Track Name: The Laundromat
A very crazy man met me today
Stumbled into the laundromat and raved
He said, What an interesting mix of people in here, kinda makes me wanna reminisce, reminisce

Told me 'bout his life as a scientist
Claimed he traveled in time, met an alien
He said, The human race is stuck in limbo, we don’t know when or how to let go, to let go
To let go-o
To let go

His mania somehow seeped into me
I wanted to know about his encounter
I said, If the human race is stuck in time then that means we aren’t responsible for the future?

You have it all wrong, my child
Don't get lost at sea then expect to float home
It’s important to feel, to faith, to find your way among all that meat on a stick
All that meat on a stick

Like I said, A very crazy man met me today