Get Buried!

by The Creepy Crawlies

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released April 10, 2012

performed by
Chris Donlon - Vocals, Guitars, Drum Programing on tracks 1 and 6,
Bass on tracks 1, 2, 4, 5, and 6
Kate McLean - Vocals, Keys, Hammond
Anthony Donlon - Bass on tracks 3, 8, 9, 10, and 11
Mollie Hagar - Drums on tracks 2 , 3, 8, 9, and 11
Justin Riner - Drums on tracks 2, 4, 5, and 10

Written by Chris Donlon
Recorded in bedrooms, living rooms and rehearsal spaces of
Los Angeles and San Francisco between 2008 and 2011
Arranged and Mixed by the Creepy Crawlies
Mastered by Joe Lambert at JLM in Brooklyn, NY
Artwork and Design by Chris Donlon

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The Creepy Crawlies Los Angeles, California

The Creepy Crawlies are a humble attempt to transform psychic pain into pop pleasure, turn feeling small into a wall of sound, and celebrate the tiny triumphs amidst tragedy (even if the triumph is solely one of denial).

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Track Name: Get Buried!
Billions of stars in the galaxy
only one shines down on me
Millions of babies born everyday still
one and only one ever held any sway with me

A tidal wave and a broken jaw
it's okay I'll just walk it off
Leave my body here on the shore
could be worse could be nuclear war okay

Let's let those bad feelings get buried again
Let's let those bad feelings get buried again
and we'll never ever let 'em back in
no we'll never (ever) ever (ever) let 'em back in
Let's let those bad bad feelings get buried again

I don't know my heart anymore
it slipped away it was getting bored
and I don't know my mind anymore
it fell apart so I put it in a drawer

Did that ship sail in the night?
Did you fuck up in your life?
Are you worried? (are you worried?)
Are you blurry? (are you blurry?)
All the time

Let's let those bad feelings get buried again
Let's let those bad feelings get buried again
and we'll never ever let 'em back in
no we'll never (ever) ever (ever) let 'em back in
Let's let those bad bad feelings get buried again

Get Buried! Get Buried again!
Track Name: Not Thinking
When the darkness falls on you
what will you do?
what will you do?
when the holidays are through
what will you do?
what will you do?

I'm not thinking
I'm not thinking about it
(not not thinking, I'm not not thinking)
I'm not thinking
I'm not thinking about it
(not not thinking, I'm not not thinking)

When the poison starts to flow
will you panic? Will you let it show?
When the procession fades away
will you linger oh will you stay?

I'm not thinking
I'm not thinking about it
I'm not thinking
I'm not thinking about it

When the solitude you sought
leaves you only lonely
when the structure to the plot
is predictably safe it's okay it's okay
cause caution is a coffin you've come to respect
oh yeah caution is a coffin it's all you've got left
my home is wrecked my car is wrecked my bike is wrecked my life is

I'm not thinking I'm not thinking about it
I'm not thinking and I know you're not thinking about it
(I never was)

Every morning and every afternoon too
I get this feeling of impending doom
like a bomb's gonna drop
like my heart's just gonna stop
I can't sleep I can't sleep
when I can hear my heartbeat
Track Name: Arrows
An arrow strung lightly misses its mark
I have no regrets just a weak arm

you can count me out
you can leave me behind
you can count me out
you can leave me behind

I'm just sneaker fodder a slug to the slaughter
I ain't going anywhere oh no my soul already skipped town

and if you see it please tell it
I'll be around
yeah I'll be around