Lyrics: Lost in Light Rotation

 

 

1. Agincourt

Francine / the finer points careen / on a second hand drum machine / still I never minded

I misspoke / to start a fire without much smoke / if you can take, you can take a joke / till the words ignited

I always waved from the window when you walked past

I used to be clever but it didn’t last

The late crowd’s up all night

And they heard us singing

Oh – oh – oh / you don’t know when to stop

I keep finding all my records at the charity shop

Now I’m waiting

Agincourt

God save / God save the Queen’s allure / and these thoughts are not so pure / as to be reminded

That this Love / this love it bangs a drum / and you can take it –take it –take it down some / for the uninvited

I always waved from the window when you walked past

I used to be clever but it didn’t last

The late crowd’s up all night

And they heard us singing

Oh – oh – oh / you don’t know when to stop

I keep finding all my records at the charity shop

Now I’m waiting

Agincourt

 

2. Queenie Co.

And now everybody’s tongue-tied

And we may never be….

I love my music and I’m tired of my fake friends

I’ve watched the sun come up in Memphis and I can’t pretend

I tripped and fell and fell in love with the perfect sound

It took the stabs of near regret to turn me back around

White flags go up

Decidedly but…

This time, This time

You wrote the letters that I found

White flags go up

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be here again

We wrote our names but for the ink and found the chapel wall

Sometimes I miss you and I hate you when you finally call

I’ve built this heart of precious metal and it’s not for sale

My friends back home don’t know me they still call me Abigail

White flags go up

Decidedly but…

This time, This time

You wrote the letters that I found

White flags go up

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be

And now everybody’s tongue-tied and we may never be here again

 

 

3. Lost in Light Rotation

Modern saints hear themselves on the radio

Bulletproof till the girls say they gotta go

Drawn the line from the Minks to the Maginot

Trade the myth for the truth and tend to overrate

A working knowledge of the rock-n-roll your parents hate

turn it up, turn it up on the solid state

Sew the patches on your sleeve and claim the artifact

Bowery boys love you once they don’t want you back

Count the names you replaced in the photograph

Never took the time to learn the slang that we speak or the slogans on the t-shirts

Never took the time to read the map to avoid all the fake diy traps

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station when you’re lost in light rotation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station when you’re lost in light rotation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station with your broken reputation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the girls.

We’d seen enough to be done in Nevadaville

But now you’ve taken-taken-taken to the bitter pill

A vacant need to be a part of something bigger still

The second time on the line you were overheard

We caught you singing, heard you singing almost every word

Skip it once, skip it twice, then you skip the third

Never took the time to learn the slang that we speak or the slogans on the t-shirts.

Never took the time to read the map to avoid all the fake diy traps

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station when you’re lost in light rotation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station when you’re lost in light rotation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station with your broken reputation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the girls.

Got the taste of attention now you’re not the same

They caught you giving now you’re giving up your given name

Candy floss sit across in the parlor game

Sew the patches on your sleeve and claim the artifact

Bowery boys love you once they don’t want you back

Count the names you replaced in the photograph

Never took the time to learn the slang that we speak or the slogans on the t-shirts.

Never took the time to read the map to avoid all the fake diy traps

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station when you’re lost in light rotation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station when you’re lost in light rotation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the

Raygun – Raygun!

We just change the station with your broken reputation you’re not fast enough to keep up with the girls.

 

 

4. Westchester Turnabouts

Hanging up the phone with the fliers / at the bus stop waiting patiently as patience expires

Standing still with toes on the line / your co-dependant zine relationship affords you the time

The Terry town bell doesn’t ring anymore / unpolished slogan reads that punk love has finally lost / mistakes & letters tossed / you’re standing with your ankles crossed

Tiptoes and tailored doubts / Westchester turnabouts

Still you keep holding out for too much the same

Six years and mixed regrets / Westchester minuets

Stuck on the day you left I’m too much the same

Saving up the words for the few / replaced the subtlety of irony with songs no one knew

The truancy of love we had known / I’d dance with anyone to keep myself from being alone

The muted post horn doesn’t sing anymore / unpolished slogan reads that punk love has finally lost / mistakes & letters tossed / you’re standing with your ankles crossed

Tiptoes and tailored doubts / Westchester turnabouts

Still you keep holding out for too much the same

Six years and mixed regrets / Westchester minuets

Stuck on the day you left I’m too much the same

 

 

5. From Wichita with Love

The cliques and the codes were universal

The rain set the tone at the rehearsal

Still the years had worn

A simple conversation might remove the thorn

The months and mistakes would sit between us

A plan poised to fail less than ingenious

But who could know the band would play so sudden

Your skirt was made from curtains

While your bangs showed off your buttons

It’s too precise for some

You asked me if I wanted

Too precise for some

You asked me if I wanted

It’s too precise for some

You asked me if I wanted to dance with you

Do you wanna dance

The fits and the breaks weren’t worth regretting

Three years, four proms, and then a wedding

But some time had passed

The swans that ruled the lunchroom they wouldn’t last

The rules we ignored were understated

In a wave of contempt we’d both created

Taking tempered risk and a borrowed blank aesthetic

From Wichita with love we’d woken up to apathetic

 

 

6. Elks Lodge Riot

We counted cracks on the ceiling as the moonlight split the pines

We hadn’t paid much attention as the car crossed county lines

Tuned the dial to the station on the outpost radio

It wouldn’t make much difference if the viceroy hadn’t known

Between the moonlight and the door

It didn’t feel right anymore

We counted cracks on the ceiling as the moonlight split the pines

Despite the vows we had taken for the first time there was doubt

We took the bombs to the basement and the dancehall records out

I doubt we’ll leave on this train, this train

I don’t believe a word you say

I doubt we’ll leave on this train, this train

Too Quite / Too Quite

We’re thowin’ pebbles at the Elks Lodge Riot

Make a promise to me next time we’ll get out

We counted cracks on the ceiling as the moonlight split the pines

We may collide for attention if we lose sight of the lines

I watched the rain run behind us and the cracks form in the mirror

In a rich pool of neon we were both faced with the fear

Between the moonlight and the door

It didn’t feel right anymore

We counted cracks on the ceiling as the moonlight split the pines

Despite the vows we had taken for the first time there was doubt

We took the bombs to the basement and the dancehall records out

I doubt we’ll leave on this train, this train

I don’t believe a word you say

I doubt we’ll leave on this train, this train

Too Quiet / Too Quiet

We’re thowin’ pebbles at the Elks Lodge Riot

Make a promise to me next time we’ll get out

We hadn’t been downtown since the lights went out and the darkness owned the street /And you may not recognize me when we meet

 

 

7. No Tic, All Tac

Once upon a plasticana red letter “V” / Chelsea broke her cousins out of C.C. D. / They bought the last four tickets up to 383 / And they waited

Vicky’s home from holiday with three weeks to go / She caught the flat fare bus and let her tan lines show / Looks like a top-notch line-up but the answer was no / still she waited

There’s no tic / It’s all tac

Every single one she’s got her hair dyed black

Chelsea kept the keys and now she’s fed up with boys / She wrote the first four digits in the back of McCoys / Attended Secondary Modern till she quit for The Noise / And she waited

Underlining phrases and circling love / Vicky says they’ll gonna blow-up at the Laurel Tree Pub /She’d make ‘em p – p – practice it in the attic above / Till they’ve made it

There’s no tic / It’s all tac

Every single one she’s got her hair dyed black

Eileen wants to play guitar in Reno / Chelsea needs to pay the rent on time / Allie’s heart’s not in it (and) Maureen wants to quit it / Vicky’s out to save the perfect rhyme

No one’s blamin’ Chelsea and it’s not Vicky’s fault / She’d written songs that paid attention (and) they shook for the salt / Too many t- t- tigers spun the band to a halt / and they faded

Allie was the first to go she quit with Maureen / They never played a proper show outside of Glasgow Green / we hear that Vicky‘s goin’ solo, Chelsea stuck with routine / And she waited

There’s no tic

It’s all tac

Every single one she’s got her hair dyed black

 

 

8. Dig Up the Graves

It started early and we stayed out late / the rings of Saturn would decide our fate

A dozen things that you never told me / The weeks and the months still you never told me

Divided up between the ones we know / we only wanna hear the ones we know

A dozen things that you never told me / The weeks and the months still you never told me

We’re staying up all night / They’ve seen us up all night / There’s just enough time left / Dig up the Graves! X2

The doubts / The beats / The punks / They follow you home

The days / The weeks / The months / They follow you home

Graves digging into your past / Convinced the days would last / Josie’s seen us up all night / We’re staying up all night

We pledge allegiance to the one we’ve known / This fear has held us like a sinking stone

A dozen things that you never told me / The weeks and the months still you never told me

Discount the reasons when the reasons rhyme / You couldn’t be a rebel not this time

A dozen things that you never told me / The weeks and the months still you never told me

We’re staying up all night / They’ve seen us up all night / There’s just enough time left / Dig up the Graves! X2

The doubts / The beats / The punks / They follow you home

The days / The weeks / The months / They follow you home

Graves digging into your past / Convinced the days would last / Josie’s seen us up all night / We’re staying up all night

Dig up the graves / I gave you fixed replies

Dig up the graves / I told you lies, lies, lies

Dig up the graves / As we embrace the light

And there will be no peace tonight… Dig up the graves

 

 

9. Wake up, Wake up

You seem resigned to find a frequency / Somehow I still believed in alchemy / The secrets we were told / they never turned to gold / Untie – untwist – until the brake lights blind us

The radio they called it Caroline / From ship to shore can we g-get a crime / We sank ‘With Sympathy’ / in 1983 / A heavy handed touch of symbolism finds us

Near the road / whose great fame was owed / to pending coronation
Near the road / in absence we’re told

We’re gonna wake up too soon

And I don’t wanna be the one who loved you

We’re gonna wake up too soon

We fell asleep without a sound / turn around

Turn around and finally brave the night /A single moon a single satellite /Picked up a souvenir / to prove that we were here / We trade nostalgia from the comfort of the bar stool.

I’ve seen your friends / I hear you’re married now /With every single dare / I dare avow / Somehow I made it worse / and simplified the verse /We lied awake with thoughts we’d pilfered from the art school

Still you know / the breakwaters slow / the waves of California

Still you know / there’s nowhere to go

We’re gonna wake up too soon

And I don’t wanna be the one who loved you

We’re gonna wake up too soon

We fell asleep without a sound / turn around

 

 

10. We Knew Your Name Until Your Heart Stopped

Listen up Dixie cup / We knew your name until your heart stopped

Heart stopped!

Handwritten quotes in red and blue / The saddest song they sang for you

Listen up dixie cup / We knew your name until your heart stopped

Heart stopped!/ The poignant words unworthy of / Our only currency was love

And you were sick of hiding / mistakes and riding rails

Trading tokens for the knock-offs / Selling t-shirts stuck with Voxtrot

Counting days with a dead end boy left me lonely

Not so stupid as to blame us / Nearly certain he’d be famous

An arrow straight from a North Star state if I only

You started as a coat check girl in Ephrata / The kerosene we watched drip to the ground / You clouded your decision with a gunshot /Shout it out! shout it out!
from the rooftop / Come Saturday night you’re gonna burn it all down

Listen up Dixie cup / We knew your name until your heart stopped

Heart stopped!

Ticonderoga raise the oar / Not sure I loved you anymore

Listen up dixie cup / We knew your name until your heart stopped

Heart stopped!

You pressed your lips with no reply / To test the ends and say goodbye

And you were sick of hiding / mistakes and riding rails

Trading tokens for the knock-offs / Selling t-shirts stuck with Voxtrot

Counting days with a dead end boy left me lonely

Not so stupid as to blame us / Nearly certain he’d be famous

An arrow straight from a North Star state if I only

You started as a coat check girl in Ephrata / The kerosene we watched drip to the ground / You clouded your decision with a gunshot /Shout it out! shout it out!
from the rooftop / Come Saturday night you’re gonna burn it all down

 

 

11. Anacortes

I used to know all of your secrets and your girlfriends too

I’d memorized the words to “Up The Junction” backwards

Your smile had faded still I held on to our best ideas

I never knew that I’d be paralyzed by your words

You keep skipping stones at my heart

The conversation turns and I don’t feel smart

When everyone around us chooses sides

The tiny moments linger and I just realized

Despite the fleeting fame you may afford us

I won’t miss you Anacortes

I cut the emblem from the Pennsylvania first state flag

And now it’s looking like a heavy metal t-shirt

I’m not saying heavy metal was a bad idea

I’m just thinking bout when you and I would fake flirt

Your coat was lined with fleece and promises

A checklist of the exits and the fire escapes you missed

The hesitation grew and split the seams

Too early for the queue but still it’s later than it seems

Despite the fleeting fame you may afford us

I won’t miss you Anacortes

The air around us it was frozen with the night’s kiss curl

Words were missing and we hadn’t thought to fake them

The radio was playing ‘Honesty’ and ‘Uptown Girl’

You never knew the rules enough to even break them

You always chose the lens and found the scratch

The caption and the photo we agreed would never match

I’d seen the grave indifference in your eyes

I hope you’re still remembered when the death of glitter dies

Despite the fleeting fame you may afford us

I won’t miss you Anacortes