Something Strange is Happening

by Not The Bees!



released June 14, 2011

All songs by Not the Bees!.
Some lyrics inspired by Tiltwheel, Harlan Ellison, & Charles Bukowski.
Not the Bees! is Joe Allocco, Jon Barnes, Steve Fusco, and Mike Pushkin.

Recorded and mixed by Joe Dell'Aquila at Exeter Recordings on 6/11/2011.

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering.

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Track Name: So It Goes...and So On...
i’ll take this life in moderation for whatever that’s worth you and i will merge with earth and sky and find out what’s in worth i found out that giving up isn’t half as hard as giving in i’ll consider our salvation a work in progress so much for classy forms of drowning we left instinct at the door because we’re afraid we’ll kill ourselves the way our parents did before and if I fall from grace with you bow your head and laugh as hard as you can into the dark of new jersey’s empty night
Track Name: Behold a Pale Kid
try not to forget those left up on the shelf kerouac and the break’s self-titled lp do it like dylan self-mythologize and fall apart tonight “i want you all to myself” and it’s plain to see that we don’t believe in every word they sing breaking free from reason letting go of truth to find out just what i’m supposed to be not like you more like me i want you to be sore like me something strange is happening
Track Name: Pretty Maggie Money-Eyes
never thought we fell so far away until today you proved me wrong i’m breaking out of what I thought was true when i was with you couldn’t find the words to say “this happens every day” took it an hour to set an hour to breathe wrote it down and i know it’s true couldn’t find the words to say “this happens every day” and we’re letting go with all this conversation you’d think we’d find a thread something to connect with and this is what she said
Track Name: A Tale of Ordinary Madness
he said to pull no punches but she did anyway took a shot of whiskey and slapped him in the face and if i could be there you know that I would stay sheltered in my dreams sheltered by my dreams in this hole wordplay is swordplay in bars like this he broke a neon lantern and sang another song about the passaic river then threw up in the street am i whole am i home