Four Songs for Sad Bastards

by The Synthetic Blues

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released April 14, 2015

Songs by DAVE NEFF
Arrangements by NATE JASENSKY
Produced by FEN IKNER

Dave Neff -- guitar, vocals
Nate Jasensky -- banjo, ukulele
Evan Runyon -- bass
Lizzy Gaston -- cello
Zara Ahmad-Post -- viola
Anna Sheldon -- violin

Mastered by ALEXANDER DETURK
Album Design by ALEX ITALICS

Recorded at TTO Studios by Fen Ikner, Greenpoint, Brooklyn; April 18-20, 2014.

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Track Name: Smiles
Your smile makes stars shine brighter than mars
On a clear and moonless night
Your smile makes men agnostic born again
But my smile only makes me blind

And you'd be perfect
You'd be perfect
You'd be perfect if you only made me cry

Your smile says "kiss these longing, lonely lips,"
And I am lucky I'm that guy
This would be bliss if I weren't such a masochist
'Cause my smile makes me want to die

And you'd be perfect
You'd be perfect
You'd be perfect if you only made me cry

'Cause when you smile it only makes me happy
And being happy's really not my style
You want to convert me, but pleasure only hurts me
Is it really all that hard to reconcile

That you'd be perfect
You'd be perfect
You'd be perfect if you only made me cry

If you only made me cry
If you only made me cry
Track Name: You Don't Call Me Crazy Anymore
The first night that we fell in love we drove until the dawn
And drunkenly we fucked atop my parents' neighbors' lawn
And when I stopped you asked me if you'd done something wrong
Then I painted the bermuda with a technicolor yawn

You'd say that I was crazy and that's just what you adored
But you don't call me crazy anymore

The first time that I held you it was pure as the cocaine
My temporal lobe was bleeding but my heart beat just the same
But now we just watch box sets of yesterday's TV
We used to go for broke, but now we just go for Chinese

You'd claim I was insane and what a change from such a bore
But you don't call me crazy anymore

I miss the jealousy and envy, I miss the bruises and the bites
I miss the yelling in the morning, my love,
Only to make up for it in bed at night

So someday again, maybe, you'll be amorous or angry
Or just learn to love to hate me
But you don't call me crazy anymore
Track Name: I'm Your Guy
I don't like fun, I don't like drinkin'
Out with my buds on the weekend
I don't like clubs, I don't like dancin'
I don't like drugs or dressin' up or nothin' fancy

But if you want a man who always listens
Or always tries
Then I'm your guy

I don't like love, I don't like kissin'
I don't like hugs or gettin' touched or shown affection

But if you want a man who sticks to his convictions
At least, some of the time
Then I'm your guy
I'm your guy
Track Name: Maybe in Brooklyn
Jesus Christ, I've been in my twenties for a while
I can't say I'm old but I can't say that I'm still young and wild
If time won't take my side
Maybe in Brooklyn time will change its mind

I keep building empires out of desert sand
Every hour the wind blows, I rake up the grains and start again
If the wind can't be confined
Maybe in Brooklyn it will change its mind

I'm not getting younger, I'm not getting younger
I'm not getting younger, I'm not getting younger
But there's a place older than I

Maybe in Brooklyn, maybe in Brooklyn
Maybe in Brooklyn time will change its
I will change my mind