CMF (Radio Single)

by The Singular

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1.
We walked down roads where we'd never been before And we'd never go again if we could help it We looked each other directly in the eye As if to apologize for the 100,000th time We counted one Mississippi but the girls were so pretty That we thought we never would go home We told those crass mother (YEAH!!!) Not to raise such a ruckus Running laughing all the way back home We met in secret under bleachers at the game Cause the other kids were lame and we could tell that They didn't care if we never did return But our parents they were firm We would have to live and learn We counted one Mississippi but the girls were so pretty That we thought we never would go home We told those crass mother (YEAH!!!) Not to raise such a ruckus Running laughing all the way back home
2.
We sang our hallelujahs We closed our eyes Stared at the television It's no surprise We left our bodies floating Away up high We all got tunnel vision It's no surprise We flick the lights off and on again... Nothing shakes us Surrounded and alone Handcuffed to the phone An endless stream of information No one cares to know Surrounded by the phone Handcuffed and alone An endless line of perforation Infinitely flows
3.
Put your lips on mine It feels allright Swing your hips in time The planets will align to every little move you make Align to every little move So do your best not to make a mistake Can I back-track? Can I take back every pretty word I spoke of you You don't deserve such poetry And symphonies can not express What it must be like inside your head To exist is to be lost in space
4.
We walked down roads where we'd never been before And we'd never go again if we could help it We looked each other directly in the eye As if to apologize for the 100,000th time We counted one Mississippi but the girls were so pretty That we thought we never would go home We told those crass mother fuckers Not to raise such a ruckus Running laughing all the way back home We met in secret under bleachers at the game Cause the other kids were lame and we could tell that They didn't care if we never did return But our parents they were firm We would have to live and learn We counted one Mississippi but the girls were so pretty That we thought we never would go home We told those crass mother fuckers Not to raise such a ruckus Running laughing all the way back home

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This single includes two songs that were cut from The Singular's album, The Sad Machine.

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released July 27, 2010

Jordan: Drums
Nichole: Keyboards
Terry: Bass
James: Guitar/Vocals

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The Singular Akron, Ohio

The Singular is a band that holds high the value of music as an experience and strives to make a good one for anyone who cares to listen. As a modest four piece rock band they produce a sound that can be described as cavernous and overwhelming. They triumph the art of storytelling through song, and always invite their audience along with them on a musical journey. ... more

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