Alive From Vegas

by The Echo Bombs

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The Echo Bombs First Release through Rubber Brother Records.

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released 28 September 2013
Recorded, mixed and mastered by The Echo Bombs
Cassette Art by Meghan Bowling

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The Echo Bombs Phoenix, Arizona

We are The Echo Bombs.

Eddie sings and plays guitar

Daniel plays bass.

Michael keeps the beat

We are a surfy garage rock band from Phoenix, Arizona. We are best friends with and signed to Rubber Brother Records, the coolest dudes ever.
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Track Name: Born to Give Up
You got shifty eyes
I can see you peeking in
Your brain can't understand
and you don't got the guts to ask
You got nervous hands
I can see you shaking now
Your brain can't understand
and you don't got the guts to ask

Born to give up, repeat

You got pale skin
and you start to disappear
Your heart can't comprehend
Oh, catch your breath and count to ten
You got fragile bones
I can see you quiver now
Your heart can't comprehend
Oh, catch your breath and count to ten

Born to give up, repeat

I don't give a fuck
what you think is lady-like
You never cared before
Clean yourself up, get off the floor
I don't got the time
to play pretend with you
You never cared before
Clean yourself up, get off the floor

Born to give up, repeat
Track Name: Disconnect
I can’t be your crutch
I like you too much
I know that you care,
But it’s not enough

I am doing what you said
Getting you out of my head
You can deal with regret,
But I’m sick of the secrets

Disconnect
Disconnect

I was only someone new
Didn’t think it’d leave a bruise
Although I am half to blame
I made a big mistake

Disconnect
Disconnect

I can’t be your crutch
I like you too much
I know that you care,
But it’s not enough

I know something’s a bit off
I can hear it when I talk
Wash it down with alcohol
I don’t want to feel at all

I should’ve listened when you warned me
You don’t have to tell me that you’re sorry
You want to know, but it doesn’t matter what I think
You want to know, but it doesn’t matter what I think
You want to know, but it doesn’t matter what I think
You want to know, but it doesn’t matter what I think

You’re wrong I am not afraid,
But it’s just no fun for me
I know nothing’s gonna change,
But the feeling’s still pending

I don’t want to play along
I just want to play the song
Disconnect
Disconnect
Track Name: PSO
I don't know why you look so smug
We all know that you're playing dumb
Sure, the ice has begun to melt
Oh, but I'm still getting the chills

You've so many lights in your eyes
I suggest you run for your life
You can barely make out my face
Oh my god, you're such a headcase

I see you're getting closer
I read it on a poster
It's everywhere, but it's still pretty good
and you know it a bit too well
I see you're getting bolder
You give me the cold shoulder

You dived into the shallow end
Don't expect us to make amends
Just because you look fresh to death,
You won't be winning any bets

I see you're getting closer
I read it on a poster
It's everywhere, but it's still pretty good
and you know it a bit too well
I see you're getting bolder
You give me the cold shoulder
Track Name: Fuck Vegas / Dark Surf
I got this one thing and the rest is a mystery
You got a theory, but it ain’t ever happening
I play this dumb sport; you can call it self-sabotage
You said it’s real; you’re nothing but a mirage

I keep on standing then collapse when you leave the room
I can’t imagine what you’d do if you ever knew

I got myself a problem
I got myself an excuse
I don’t really got a clue
For so long been confused
I got myself a problem
I got myself an excuse
I don’t really got a clue
For so long been confused

It’s all going dark my dear
It’s all going dark
It’s all going dark my dear
It’s all going dark
Track Name: IRL
I don't think you're nice
not even polite
Got work in the morning
because trends aren't cheap
I don't think it's cute
I don't mean to brood,
but it's such a bummer,
You lazy fucker...

I heard you yelling in the bathroom baby
I saw you crying on the dance floor
I caught you drinking at the bar next door

You can call it art
We know who's the star
Dressed up like 80s
They say you're so indie
Yeah you had me fooled
I thought you were cool
But now that I know you
Well, I don't like you

I heard you yelling in the bathroom
I saw you crying on the dance floor
I caught you drinking at the bar next door
I saw you sneaking in this morning
You got so many places to be, don't you?
You got so many places to be!