Flexible Archetectures

by Pocket Aristotle

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The debut EP from local vagabonds Pocket Aristotle. Feast your ears upon its sweet melodies as you download it for FREE.

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released January 19, 2011

This album was recorded courtesy of Studio Sam. Production, Engineering, and Mixing was done by the beautiful and talented SAM THIES, blessings and peace be upon him.

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Pocket Aristotle Des Moines, Iowa

Pocket Aristotle is a band from Des Moines, IA inspired by such bands as Pavement, The Poison Control Center, Archers of Loaf, WHY?, Modest Mouse, etc.

Wil Foley- Vocals, Guitar
Dylan Davis- Guitar, Vocals
PJ Mullen- Bass, Vocals
Aaron Paul Homard- Drums, Vocals
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Track Name: Stegosaurus Boy
Ride stegosaurus boy with a broken back
And when I walk all the elders laugh
I bit off more than I could chew
And when I choked I had dreams of you
I threw up more than I could spit
All my friends died when the comet hit
Went down to the doctor and all he said was
"Open your mouth and pass red"

The music never lasts long enough
The music never lasts for long enough
The music never lasts until you lessen its value

Ride stegosaurus boy with a bent up spine
You need liquid joy just to think you're mine
I can't even steal; can't afford to buy
A set of clothes for this naked eye
Took a bus to heaven and I came right back
Counted all my blessings and I just lost track
Went down to the doctor and all he said was
"Open your mouth and pass red"

The music never lasts long enough
The music never lasts for long enough
The music never lasts until you lessen its value
Track Name: Answers
Like a wave that is not one with the ocean
All I crave is an inch from my grasp
Like a slave when I reach my chains pull me
Though I tried to blame someone else
I had put these chains on myself
Dressed in blue my self pity is foaming

And I can't count the steps that it takes
I'm an ant who repeats his mistakes
But I am not the kind of ant
Who goes looking for answers
Someone's gonna feed me when I'm down
They'll say they've got the formula
And sell me all the answers
I'm not even sure
Don't stop me now

Let the faults of my father
Serve as poor cannon fodder for excuses
Dip the truth in the water leaves bruises
I won't swim with the shallow
I won't swim with the shallow
I won't swim with the shallow

And I can't count the steps that it takes
I'm an ant who repeats his mistakes
But I am not the kind of ant
Who goes looking for answers
Someone's gonna feed me when I'm down
They'll say they've got the formula
And sell me all the answers
I'm not even sure
Don't stop me now

I am not the kind of guy
That goes looking for answers
I am not the kind of man
That goes looking for answers
I am not the kind ant
That goes looking for anwers

Answers
Answers
Answers
Track Name: Point In Being Happy
Whenever whenever you come in my range
I hope you don't notice how much I have changed
Whenever, whenever you look in my eye
You dig in my brain and spot all my lies
And now that I know that you know who I am
And what I can be it makes me ashamed that
If ever if ever I were to get lost
You'd build me a home and I would still stray
But I never see your point until it's digging in me
There's rubber in my bones
As thick as insects in my belly
There seems to be no point in being happy anymore

Trivial things don't mean a thing to the few
You try to treat them better than the way that they treat you
You give up all your hope and live a lowlife all alone
And you keep on a smile as long as you remain stoned
Trivial things don't mean a motherfucking thing
You'll try to make a promise and then seal it with a ring
But little did you know that shit was just a ring of lies
You'll try to make a profit and use it to disguise
I'm sick of everybody being unsensing
It's left me self reliant with no one to envy
There seems to be no point in being happy anymore

La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
La-la-la-lick the blood off my hands
Track Name: Bedwetter
I am a hypocrite
A nervous klutz
A condescending sack of shit
Too eager to get out of a rut
That he dug for himself
Gave up on climbing up
'Cuz he just figured out
It was easier falling down

In the night I'm pissing on the same damn reason
In the night stop easy to admit self treason
And the night grow bitter as a bedwetter
I almost had the best rest ever
The best rest ever
The best rest ever
The best rest ever

I popped open the ibuprofen and drank with pop
And still all I hear is my ears pop
It goes to fast to change a thing
But I'm to slow to care
I taste it spinning in the thin air

In the night I'm pissing on the same damn reason
In the night stop easy to admit self treason
And the night grow bitter as a bedwetter
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had

Waking up cold I gotta brand new stain
Flip over the mattress and I won't complain
This bed I unmade I have to lie in it
And double the dosage on my vitamins
Waking up cold I gotta brand new stain
Flip over the mattress and I won't complain
This bed I unmade I have to lie in it
And double the dosage
Double the dosage

In the night I'm pissing on the same damn reason
In the night stop easy to admit self treason
And the night grow bitter as a bedwetter
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest
I almost had the best rest ever