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Four People in an Elevator and One of Them is the Devil

by Mister Goblin

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1.
The Elevator 02:58
I'm sorry for how, I'm sorry for why I'm sorry for all the cigs I dropped on 95 I'm sorry for where, I'm sorry for when and I know that you don't want to see my face again Guess that'd be a start, and so it begins Somebody better fetch me some kind of bucket to purge my sins There are four people now inside this elevator One of us is the devil, which of us is the devil? No one's sure that it's not them I'm checking for hooves, I'm checking for horns I'm checking for things that might have been there That I might have ignored I'll say I regret, but you'll be the judge 'Cuz sorry is as sorry does There are three people now inside this elevator One of us is the devil or maybe three of us are the devil No one's sure that it's not them What's this bouquet composed of? Arrangement of bones in an optic cup How do I earn their trust back? How do I fix what I fucked up? This is just my first draft so please Don't put the screws on too tightly This is just first thought best thought Coming off the top I can make it just as bad as I want Wannabe
2.
Clock in at the office and pick up the phone now The boss found a target and throws me a bone so, I'll bite An octogenarian living alone in the suburbs outside of Washington There's no compensation for no execution I've written a script unlike ones I've been using so far Told you your grandson has been in a car wreck Got the info to your bank account Live, laugh, and love then you die You caught a hook in the eye Hey, hey, watch me name you a price Slide me the Pulitzer prize, 'cause I coaxed tears from your eyes It's just acting you know and besides I've gotta make a living some way Picked up the phone and we made a connection Could tell you were elderly picked my direction And goddamned if it didn't work well I might be a genius But we will never know if I do this forever to keep making ends meet Destined for greater and "Be all you can be" they say But this is my theater your landline my stage now Somebody cut the spotlight
3.
We'll have your mom drive us out to Largo And stop by the popeyes With the anticipation like paging through the book of Revelations Just waiting for the end of preceding days We'll read the rules of the rollercoaster Heads down, hands in We've collected cans and packed the van up with everything we could Ever need As tight as we could stand Tight as we could I've got a pair of season tickets to Six Flags America just for me and you I understand why we couldn't go But there's just one thing that I know That it hurts to hear you say "the Joker's not so great anyway" The edicts of the swinging ship say Hold tight, don't barf We'll have waited in line so many times With adrenaline like medicine to ward the boredom off To will it all away I've got a pair of season tickets to Six Flags America just for me and you Guess I understand now why we couldn't go But there's just one thing that I know And it's killing me, can we work out a deal here to break the lease On the life that we have right now 'cause it's not how I wanted this to all work out I guess it's cool
4.
Loss of a word Loss of a phrase A failure of imagination takes place Moment to moment you're trickling out But I won't be afraid If my container holds shape The things that I know won't pour over the gate Moment to moment it's all coming true So I've got a riddle for you, friend: What do you call fright without solution? The love that you gave is not abating Just 'cause you are decompensating I didn't get the answer just yet Just thought I'd ask You
5.
6.
Get Gone 03:55
There is no log of what you took You kept your name off of the books The most heinous leaks start cheek to cheek a good one Good one So keep those words out of your mouth And suck back in those shameless shouts 'Cause if you think you've got it bad right now well good one Good one Take it outside, if you aren't ready to be cruel Then I don't need to know you On second thought How about we take this back in, so that we can be alone Somewhere nice and dark Guess I should say, I miss you like I miss my naivete Guess I should warn you all about the coming storm Get your shit gone, I'm not the one to ask How that's supposed to work Reeling in the silhouette of a monster from the bay You didn't have to do it like that, but you did it anyway Let's take it to the lab If you aren't ready to be cruel Then I don't need to know you How about we take this back in So that we can be alone Guess I should say, I miss you like I miss my naivete Guess I should warn you all about the coming storm Get your shit gone, I'm not the one to ask How that's supposed to work Where you're supposed to live Where your life went
7.
At Least 04:38
If I lose it all on a stickball game Then at least somebody will know my name If an aerosol can resolves in flames Then I'll take a little mark for every time I strayed I know that I can't cut it, but I can't quit So at least somebody will have given a shit If I can't repent for every time I lied Then at least somebody will know I tried Just don't work too hard Not on my account I'll do one thing right So we know I didn't waste my whole life So I've heard the speech about a million times Still I can't remember any one highlight And I've played the tape both forwards and back So whoever gets it next will know I lost track And if it falls into place and I don't see why Well at least somebody will know I tried That's all Just a familiar face, and a symptom starts So you can take it light or take it hard It's like night and day since you've been in here It's a miracle what they can do these days Seen the progress on your prognosis and it's looking like a cinch The nurse is blushing big The doctor's smiling stupidly Using his hands to not tell you what all it is you need to know Put something on the calendar for next week Until then, just try to keep it up and put the pressure on If I can't repent for every time I lied Then at least somebody will know I tried
8.
Cover Song 02:35
If I didn't know it any better then I'd say that that was you Running in the letters at the bottom in the waistline of the news Made me wanna get the phone to call your mother But I wouldn't want to be wrong so I'm Covering a song now that everybody knows 'Cause I don't want to think about us dead and decomposing There's a tiny audience in front of me they'll never know your name I wanna tell them everything about you but it's not the time or the place And anyway there's nothing less interesting than describing a dream About what a tedious apocalypse it's been (Blackbird, Freebird, In My Life, Blackbird, Freebird, Sweet Home Alabama) So you can sing along if you know the words There's a chorus somewhere that's bound to reoccur You can sing along if you know the words 'Cause there's a chorus somewhere and here it comes again Covering a song now that everybody likes 'Cause there was something I was gonna say But you know what? Fuck it, never mind. Never mind.
9.
Light as a feather Stiff as a carcass Lying prostrate in a cardboard box We only just met I wouldn't say that I totally did right by you my friend You'd try and perch and you'd plummet down There was no wound so maybe just worn out And I couldn't say that I could blame you for that Who could, these days Oh my goodness there's a rattle in your skull That just took hold I can tell you I don't think it's gonna live Light as a feather Stiff as a carcass Lying prostrate in a cardboard box We only just met I couldn't say that I totally did right by you my friend Died in the parking lot of the wildlife rescue As if you knew you would be saved And wanted to go out on your own terms A middle finger to the vet and the wings all Stretched out to the worms you ate That eat you At the same time There's no punchline Lying prostrate in a cardboard box

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released February 19, 2021

This album was recorded at Pallet Sound Studios in August by Seth Engel and Russell Harrison in September 2020. All instruments played by Sam Goblin except:

Seth Engel: Drums and percussion, Bass on "Cardboard Box"
Matt Gatwood: Cello on "Six Flags America" and Piano on "Decompensating
Sadie Dupuis: Vocals on "Six Flags America"

Mastered by Dan Coutant. Art by Laura Brady.

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