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Hear Boys Talk

by Teen Girl Scientist Monthly

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Chris Rediske
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Chris Rediske Hot damn why didn't I buy this sooner. Both b-sides are great, but "Bite Size" is a perfect early example of what makes this band amazing. Favorite track: Bite Size.
Aleksandar Arsovski
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Aleksandar Arsovski Got me through more than a few all-nighters Favorite track: Bite Size.
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1.
High country side won’t you lie in the summer with me? Sleep with the sting of rocks they sling in heat They think they’re wild but not like I And each dull smile is all it hides My mother caught me laying so Lord has got a saying for me Boy the country fields will do you ill To the sister city chapel, get your proper fill, he say Dark lost trip, but my bags inside And I’m out the door, then I realize, that You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk The saints got an eye, say you never can hide from they But I’m sweeping pews beneath their view all day And they never pay a thing to say Bout who I talk to, anyway- If they did it was hid with a smirk and a showing of faith And all my family and all my friends Must think I’m some sort of alien to stay Well, I’m homesick and I tell ‘em so But God’s got work for an adventurous boy and I can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk Hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk The summer’s hot but it’s getting dark What you say about Central Park? Smells like home in just about a hundred ways. Well, I’m homesick and I tell ‘em so But God’s got work for an adventurous boy and You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk Hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk Hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk Hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk You can hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk hear boys talk
2.
I don’t see what they’re saying ‘cept I know that they’re right And that they’re singing through their teeth with an envious eye Cuz the kindness in their signs doesn’t bleed from the heart And every kid has got good reason for his passionate scars They got a letter to editor – They’re begging a better her But they never sever ties – they got the eyes of a predator Only try’n’ to get next to her, endeavor to tether her And she’s warning me about their aims! She say. She got a taste like an anthrax outbreak mismatched Body like a battle-ax, blinding like a cataract So try to get your facts straight, send em off to Christ Camp Come home for the Holidays, won’t look you in the eye again I don’t see what the point is – I’m incredibly fine Like a pencil or a suit And the terrible parable isn’t half as unbearable As their chorus of disheartened abuse: Why do you bother? Why? Why do you bother to be in love? Why do you bother to try? She got a voice like a shark bite, sugar-covered knife fight Molotov cock tease, aching for a spit shine The science of her kindness doesn’t bleed from her heart She got a hundred open credit lines in passionate arms And the terrible terrible terrible terrible terrible Terrible terrible terrible truth Is that I’m honest to a fault line digging at a grave site Hanging by a trip wire tapping on a landmine Why do you bother? Why? Why do you bother to be in love? Why do you bother to try? Oh my God. Why do you bother? Why? Why do you bother to be in love? Why do you bother to try?
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Bite Size 04:56
Sick sense but I’m numb to see That there’s a present hesitation in the coming feed So I pull my teeth Left flexed, but she feels the fool And that’s another paragraph that she’s swallowed whole She got a long ride home to get to eat You gotta lift right, Bite Size; Get set, get tight. So sell yourself a little clearance, come on You swing a left-right, chest height Split lip, red light You’re sick of spitting just what it mean Undone, but it only eats When you serve it like setting on a nightly beat So, oh, no, get yourself to sleep You gotta lift right, Bite Size; Get set, get tight. So sell yourself a little clearance, come on You swing a left-right, chest height Split lip, red light You’re sick of hearing just what I think But, oh, Sister, sister, no. A fitter picture, oh Stay close to me Oh, Sister, sister, no. A little self-control Stay on your feet

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released September 16, 2011

teen girl scientist monthly is
matt roi berger - guitars, vox
matt gliva - bass, backing vox
anne hartung - violin
morgan lynch - vox
hiroyuki matsuura - drums
cathy thomas - keys, backing vox

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Teen Girl Scientist Monthly is a 6-piece rock group from Brooklyn. They sound like Ra Ra Riot and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah making out in the bathroom.

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