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Stuck in New York City

by The Vansaders

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1.
Ask yourself one more question About the life you live I’ll give you a half-assed answer brother What else could you expect from this Been a while now since we’ve braved the weather On the summit monument Now we're struggling and frustrated What else could you expect from this End of the line boy end of the line Standing in the dark where your left bored and blind End of the line boy end of the line Where all your hopes and dreams they leave you behind You're all messed up hungover as hell Worries and rage fill your mind Well you better brush up cause it don’t get no better at the end of the line End of the line boy end of the line Standing in the dark where your left bored and blind End of the line boy end of the line Where all your hopes and dreams they leave you behind
2.
In Revelry 02:30
Here again out in the streets alone walking home I don’t know how I ever make it back alive “Just one more”, turns into three or four “What the hell, I’ll stay out drowning with you all night” We’ll sing our drinking songs Laugh till we break our lungs We will forget consequences tonight And in this revelry we live until the end No compromise this time the world meets our demands Pull the covers over anchor eyes It’s no surprise that I feel like a train wreck tumbling’ once again Nights like these never cease I’m amazed I could ever... ever breathe again We will sleep when we’re dead Right now we’re rallying’ We will forget consequences tonight And in this revelry we live until the end No compromise this time the world meets our demands We will sleep when we’re dead Right now we’re rallying’ We will forget consequences tonight And in this revelry we live until the end
3.
It's been ten long years since I've eased my mind Every time I come up, I just can't unwind I wake up with only two short hours of sleep and no rewards for us to reap Just another endless cycle I find myself in Can't hold it together without crashing in The world is closing around my soul I just need to find a little escape I just need to stop staying out late Drivin' down the east coast Lookin' for something couldn't get at home I hope to find it down along the road On the highway to the sun I've been talkin' to a good friend of mine We've been shooting the shit, workin' out every line Plotting our course to free, every dime taken into account We've been hittin' the road, committing our souls to a weeks respite tonight We're gunna pull our weight, we're breaking out of this city you best your ass we're gunna do it right. Drivin' down the east coast Lookin' for something couldn't get at home I hope to find it down along the road On the highway to the sun With plans to take us far from home Bags packed and a radio Foot on the pedal and its go go go On the highway to the sun And we go and leave it all behind we're going our own way, so we can find just a little bit of something that could keep us around for another day, just another week I'm really damn tired and I need my sleep Justa little break, just a little flight Is gunna take me through the night Drivin' down the east coast Lookin' for something couldn't get at home I hope to find it down along the road On the highway to the sun With plans to take us far from home Bags packed and a radio Foot on the pedal and its go go go On the highway to the sun
4.
I was born in the city No one could take that from me but I found some comfort by the beach I grew up by the water I began to adore her But now I’m dragged back to the street I’ve been around for a long long time playing clubs and filling up my head With learned facts from righteous men who’d probably be better off dead Now I’m stuck here in the city and it ain’t looking pretty on my own alone without a friend These towers are erasing the life anticipated full of melancholy cigarettes Been growing for a long time with all those lessons in my mind I’m finding it hard to keep steady My hands are shaking My nerves are quaking and I was born ready Told by a wise one one day that I’d find one A home in this jungle of sin Man you're a liar, my only desire is to find my way again Now I’m stuck here in the city and it ain’t looking pretty on my own alone without a friend These towers are erasing the life anticipated full of melancholy cigarettes Because This town is full of hypocrites who are bleeding at the seams running loop around your head and leave you drunk and shouting blasphemy You try to stand above it all like one of those enlightened but you're tied down by chains and realize that’s just how it goes
5.
Pour Another Shot Fill my beer up to the top tonight we're going out My boss is a creep and you spent all week on your feet But we're not thinking about work tonight We storm through this weather (woah-oh) And now we're free to do anything want Stay out all night together And we'll celebrate everything we're not (We're no longer) 22 and my gray hair stands as proof We've lived through ups and downs You look perfect in that dress, and I can't wait to see what's next We’re gonna’ paint this town in Red We storm through this weather And now we're free to do anything want Stay out all night together And we'll celebrate everything we're not We storm through this weather And now we're free to do anything want Stay out all night together And we'll celebrate everything we're not
6.
Bullet 01:28
I got a bullet and it's engraved with a name He's gunna feel it Ya! With all that he's taken there's no feeling in my heart just one thought left in my head This ends today he's human wreckage Broken dead inside and he deserves no grace Grace from me I'll make the difference You hurt the wrong man's kid there's no forgiveness in my heart just one thought left in my head He made his choices and I can live with mine knowing he can never do it again cuz he's six feet under
7.
File this under treason handshake and a stab in the back I know these days are killing me too slow So sick of the season cold air rips through my bones again I feelthat the sun's been out of site for weeks so get me out where I don't have to be Around no one who is gunna bring me down surround myself with my drunk and loyal crowd because tonight we'll measure success by the good times we spend drinking with our friends in the morning I'll be hurting but I'm on my feet again A long walk back to the station eyes down with a song stuck on repeat I know there's no real pint to going home so I don't I walk the streets with no reason There's nothing out here for me to find but I feel this night could end in revelry so get me out where I don't have to be Around no one who is gunna bring me down surround myself with my drunk and loyal crowd because tonight we'll measure success by the good times we spend drinking with our friends in the morning I'll be hurting but I'm on my feet again Cuz I don't wanna be round no one who is gunna bring me down surround myself with my drunk and loyal crowd because tonight we'll measure success tonight we'll measure success tonight we'll measure success by the good times we spend drinking with our friends in the morning I'll be hurting but I'm on my feet again
8.
No Plans 02:30
Flip through old pictures of the past Blackout nights and acid laughs when nothing slowed us down at all Always more trouble to get in we celebrated all our sins with no consequence or regret No plans for tomorrow no schedules to follow a soundtrack to simpler times we set fire to our fears and toast up more beers and burn out into the night like a dead street light Would it be a crime if I left without warning, goodbye just packed my bags and hit the door cuz I've been drinkin' for a week I'm so damn tired but I can't sleep I'm lost in thought of when things were easier No plans for tomorrow no schedules to follow a soundtrack to simpler times we set fire to our fears and toast up more beers and burn out into the night like a dead street light I raise my glass up to the ones a toast of things to come for us No plans for tomorrow no schedules to follow a soundtrack to simpler times we set fire to our fears and toast up more beers and burn out into the night yeah we burn out into the night yeah we burn out into the night
9.
It was another late night the bars were all closed we shuffled into the street planned up our next meet then separate ways back home But what I wanted to say is you should come home with me it was the first time we met knew you weren't like that so I smiled and watched you leave I knew you'd be with me You moved in that fall but then came the dog just two kids playing house messing around without a care in the world Except that your dog ruined everything shits everywhere, pissed in my chair loves to bite little kids now the only time we speak is to fight about that beast I'm telling you for the last time it's Roxy or me Your demon dog likes to bark from dusk till' dawn two times last week we got visits from the police darling, we're out of time I caught the neighbors digging a grave just it's size for the last time Jeny it's your devil dog or me
10.
Try not to wake, the alarm keeps going off another late night, harsh consequence take for aspirin, coffee by the gallon I'm out the door, I'm out of breathe Because last night we went out my friends showed up to through it down booze and stories Mark was dancing by himself all these headaches are the price we pay to play Extended lunch then back to getting nothing done I count the minutes till' I get some sleep then the phone rings it's always something I'm out the door for just one drink We went out my friends show up to throw it down booze and stories Mike D was passed out on the ground all these headaches are the price we pay to play Chris and Aki's place Zack's industrial space or just some dive bar it's been a long week so I'm having too much to drink We go out my friends show up to throw it down booze and stories rooftop alarms are gunna sound all these headaches are the price we pay to play the price we pay to play
11.
In The Park 01:48
We just met we had a long night but we did it right we didi it right I'm not afraid of danger not afraid of strangers cuz I just wanna love you I wanna love you In the park, in the street in the back of my friend's Jeep anywhere I don't care as long as you're there In the bathroom of your bar in a dim lit subway car let 'em stare cuz I don't care if anybody else is there You told me to come back and you'd buy me a drink we ripped through the night yeah, we got ripped at the seams Drunken eyes and hazy yeah, we made our goodbyes I promise to you babe I'm gunna love you one more time In a cab, on the beach to hell with all those cops we meet anywhere, I don't care as long as you're there In a public bathroom stall in the food court of the mall let em' stare cuz I don't care if anybody else is there
12.
Moving Home 03:06
Late at night when I’m on my own I wonder what my future holds I’m on borrowed time and i owe it all to you I think about my history the wasted days and hurt feelings take another hit and blow it all away Mother says don’t become like your father please Son tries his best to let her down This city’s got him dropping to his knees as does the thought of moving Home Moving home.... I heard him say I am dying from the cure Like father like son, we were over before we begun It’s too late for apologies boy you can’t go living a memory Let go of it son, let go... Mother says don’t become like your father please Son tries his best to make her proud This city’s got him dropping to his knees as does the thought of moving Home moving home He ran away,swore he’d never come back Cutting his teeth on words of regret tied to the floor, just trying to stand all of this talk of moving Home Moving home... This city’s got him dropping to his knees as does the thought of moving.

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released January 20, 2014

Recorded, Mixed & Produced by Stacy O'Dell
Mastered by Chris Muth @ Taloowa Mastering
Keys written & performed by Marie Kim
All music written & performed by The Vansaders
Be A Primitive Records

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