Solid Gold Oldies

by The Pizza Thieves

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released October 1, 2014

Tracks 1,3,4 recorded at Hook Echo Sound - Norman, OK by Chris Harris
Track 2 recorded at Wasted Space - Oklahoma City, OK by Gian Archiniaco

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Track Name: Far Away
I'd like to go far away from here.
Don't take me home, just hold me near.


Worn out, worn down, worn thin
Can’t hear above the din
In my head - train wreck, neurotic kid
I’ve changed the tracks, feelin’ flat, never comin’ back.

I’ve been stuck like bones in the ground
Now I’m movin’, I won’t ever come around

I’ll take the first train outta town.

I wanna go far away from here
Don’t take me home, just hold me near

I wanna go far away from here
Don’t take me home, just leave me here
Track Name: Getting In
I've spent 10,000 hours trying to calm down
Just wasting time cause I can't come down.

I'm always getting in my own way,
Tripping right over myself
I'm always getting in my own way
Cause I'm stuck inside of myself

I've spent 10,000 hours trying to calm down
Just wasting time cause I can't come down.

I'm always getting in my own way,
Tripping right over myself
I'm always getting in my own way
Cause I'm always by myself

Why don't I leave my house?

Up, down, spin around, everybody's watching me
Up, down, spin around, turn around stop watching me
Up, down, spin around, everybody's watching me
Up, down, spin around, turn around stop watching me
Ice-pick lobotomy, now free-range decapitee
So run around, spin around, spurt all of the life out of me.
Now, up, down, spin around, everybody's watching me
Up, down, spin around, turn around stop watching me

I'm always getting in my own way,
Tripping right over myself
I'm always getting in my own way
Cause I'm stuck inside of myself

I'm always getting in my own way,
Tripping right over myself
I'm always getting in my own way
Cause I'm always by myself
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Track Name: Too Cool To Spit
Everyone gets down, but we’re not all out.
Everyone gets dead, but we don’t all live.
Everyone gets misread, but we’re not all hip.
Everyone gets ditched, for a king of shit.

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.

I’ve lost my mind again, I’ve turned black.

I’m too bent up, to straighten me out.
I’m out of luck, so hand me the gun.
Gonna get fucked up, so I can have some fun.
But I can’t get a grip on the trigger.

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.


I’ve lost my mind again, I’ve turned black.

Have you felt the drip of black blood drop
Out from your brain to your heart below
Have you been so alone? Have you been so unknown?
Have you felt so alone? So alone?

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.
Track Name: Closer
Closer. Further away.
The feeling remains the same.

Nowhere, and nothing,
I see the same thing.

Sinking, sobbing,
nothing will stop this throbbing in me.

Shaking, to my bones,
she is so pretty, but I’m all alone.

Tear me to shreds
and spit out the rest, I won’t need it.

Where I’m going.

Closer, where I can feel your grace,
Seeing the soft lines of your face.

Brittle bones collapsing
I need you to put their jagged edges in place

Turn, turn your burning eyes upon me,
Show me that I’m not alone tonight.

Looking up, 100 feet up this hole,
It’s hard to tell what’s real, impossible to heal.

Is it any use to give a dying fish a drop of water,
Or just cruelty in disguise?

So writhe, wretch, writhe, writhe, wretch writhe.
You won’t die... tonight.



Hold me. Hold me.
Closer than you ever have before.

Please, dear, please don’t ever close your door.