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Mark Strelecky (keys, rhythm guitar, vocals)
Justin Moon (lead guitar, bass, vocals)
Matt Moon (bass, vocals)
Andrew Miller (lead guitar)
Mark Rodgers (drums, vocals)

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This recording of BOPL's original songs occurred in January of 2013.

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released March 1, 2013

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Track Name: After-School Special
Another night I stay at home
I wait alone
Just waiting for you to call
(no chance at all)

All along I should've known
But I could not read the writing on the wall
How hard I fall for you
Come back to these arms of mine
That good good loving's hard to find

Saw you with another guy
But he's a waste of time
That ain't where you belong
(same old song)
Darling, did I do something wrong
Or were we just ill-fated all along
Oh how I long for you
Come back to these arms of mine
That good good loving's hard to find

[interlude]

I wanna see you, girl
I wanna see you after school
I wanna talk to your mama
And I'm gonna tell her the truth
Gonna tell her that I love you
But I got to show her the proof
Gonna talk to your father
So he trust me to go into your bedroom

You're the only one who's ever touched me before
Papa said we can be alone, we just gotta leave open the door

So we climb the fire escape
And we're going up to the roof
I'm going to lay there in your arms
While we waste away our youth
While we waste away
While we waste away...

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Track Name: The Freaks
Hot and sweaty
Just hanging in the sunshine
Your slipping loin cloth is so divine
(he's so fine)

I'm reading all about you loving all my brothers
all night long, underneath the covers
I'm a freak

A freak for Jesus
I'm a freak for Jesus
I'm a freak for Jesus
He's a freak for Jesus
Yeah we'd all freak for Jesus
We're the freaks for Jesus
I need to freak Jesus, baby

So you wanna get with me? (hmmm...)
Well, that depends
I only get down with those who've
died, died for my sins
But you look so good
hanging up on that cross
and you know it gives me (oh!)
the most dirtiest of thoughts
'cause I'm a freak

A freak for Jesus
I'm a freak for Jesus
I'm a freak for Jesus
He's a freak for Jesus
Yeah we'd all freak for Jesus
We're the freaks for Jesus
Wouldn't you freak Jesus, baby?

I don't care what the pope says
The scene keeps running through my head
Sipping on the wine that you bled
before I take your body in my mouth so open

Every night, I've been dreaming of you
Since that moment, when I came anew, so
Come on mighty lord and fulfill my fantasies
Come on mighty lord and fulfill my fantasies
Come on mighty lord and fulfill my fantasies

My lord
(doo-dalang doo-dalang-dalang)
Oh my lord
(doo-dalang doo-dalang-dalang)
My sweet lord
(doo-dalang doo-dalang-dalang)
My good lord
(doo-dalang doo-dalang)

I really wanna touch you
I really wanna feel you (feel inside of you, Lord)
I really wanna show you, Lord, my love
but you never come

(doo-dalang doo-dalang-dalang)
Why won't you come?
(doo-dalang doo-dalang-dalang)
I try so hard
(doo-dalang doo-dalang-dalang)
Oh my lord
(doo-dalang doo-dalang)
He's all mine

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Track Name: Doo Doo La La
Oh doo doo la la
You evil voodoo woman
You came into my life
and you ruined my home
You’re the most evil thing that a man
that a man could ever know

Oh doo doo la la
Got a dark evil soul
Your heart is made of stone
And your blood it runs cold
But when she lay her gaze upon you
It make you believe every lie that she told

Oh doo doo la la
Can’t break you spell
Oh doo doo la la
You made my life hell
And the only way to be rid of you
is to throw you
is to throw you down the well
down the well (oh lord)
down the well (not now)
down the well (oh lord)
down the well (not now)
down the well
Track Name: Let Your Hair Down
It’s Friday night without your boyfriend
and my mind is in the basement
thinking what we should be doing
‘cause it’s getting hard
for me to keep my poker face
my heart is like a good hand
and I’m going all in
(all in now baby)

Let’s shift this night into another gear
I wanna stick my tongue into your ear

But we’re on the couch
Just sitting straight up
Watching sitcoms
about southern California
You let your hair down
like you Rapunzel
Your body’s like a castle
And I’m climbing straight up
(straight up now baby)

I want to stick my tongue into your ear
Lord knows that I’ve been wanting this all year

But it’s all a dream
that you cooked up in your
imagination
that could be torn apart
by a single impulse
of your mind
(your mind your mind your mind)

and it’s all a game
so you should take your ball
and go home
(go home go home go home)
And remember (remember)
to remember (remember)
Go home go home go home
And remember (remember)
To remember (remember)
Your mind
Track Name: Goddamn Rambling Blues
Ping pong hot dog volleyball grandpa
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
Talk show no clothes you're actin’ like a big ho
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
Upswing downturn get your guns and butter churned
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t really care about it
Goddamn Rambling Blues

Big arms muscle cars belly full of power bars
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
Tie and shirt network I'll tell you what a man’s worth
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
Dad and Mom senior prom how they like to get it on
I don’t wanna know about it
I don’t wanna think about it
Goddamn Rambling Blues

(on and on the boy kept a-talkin’
turning every subject right back to himself
with his big ideas and his highfalutin plans
and you know he wants me to be part of all them
he wants me to be a part of his big scam
and I say:)

Bug poo raw food won’t eat it if it moves
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
I’m a war vet and a big mess gimme a dollar god bless
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
big conquest out west destiny manifest
You better get your bullet vest!
I’ll get the treasure chest!
Goddamn Godamn Godamn
Rambling Blues
Rambling Blues
Track Name: The Needle
I got a hole in my arm
and now the world’s leaking in
oh I’ve been trying to quit
(doo wop doo wop
Don’t know where to begin
(begin the end)

‘cause every time you cross my mind
my heart rate spikes and I’m
back on the needle again

I’ve got a crack in my brain
Where I crawled up to hide (die)
(what was that?)
I couldn’t find any peace (oh no)
So I turned to the pipe
(the crack pipe)

Now you might think I lost my mind
but that’s not right i’m just
getting high again (again and again)

[interlude]

I’m taking adhesive advice (real good advice)
Just trying to hold it all together
I’ve been dusting all the time (why why why)
You know when I’m broke I’ll do whatever
(and I mean whatever)

But next month I’m gonna get me a job
First paycheck comes and I’m
back on the needle again
Track Name: You're Dead
You are the only thing to exist
The only thing in the universe
You don’t know what you think you know
(you’re all alone) And ready to go

‘cause God never dies and he always was
And it don’t matter how or why or whatever
Because…

You’re dead
You’ve always been
It’s all in your head
(take a look around you)
Even the bread that you eat
is fake (so have some more cake)

You can go to disney land if you want to
disney world if that’s what you want
(it’s whatever, man) (whatever)

You’re dead (dead)
It’s in your head (dead)
Already dead (dead)
It’s in your head (dead)

No you don’t remember your real life
So you don’t know what it’s like to be alive
No you don’t remember your real life
So you don’t know what it’s like to be alive

I’m happy to clear up the confusion
about this whole thing you’ve been doing

you’re dead
you’re dead
you’ve always been
it’s in your head
your head
it’s always been
you know you’re dead
you’re dead
you’ve always been
it’s in your head
your head

you know you’re dead (you’re dead)
you’re dead (you’re dead)
you’re dead (you’re dead)
you’re dead (you’re dead)
you’re dead