Fill it 'til it Spills EP

by Broken Bay Coalition

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Recorded by Phil Douglas, Summer 2015

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released November 10, 2015

Chris and Rich bent some strings, sang their songs, and added backup vox
Smanny handled the lower end and harmonized like a mutha
Tony provided the pa rum pum pum pum

Cover art by Kurt Fagerland

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Broken Bay Coalition Sayville, New York

Chris Lynam - vocals, Fender guitars

Rich Ferrara - vocals, Gibson guitars

Mike Seaman - bottom end

Tony Coleman - drums

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Track Name: All Sixes
Verse 1
This dynamic
I can’t erase it
Pull me open, try to get by with my bones
That old panic
Minus patience
Down the tonic, stare at the eye of the storm

Reeling in this feeling that I had
No anchor for the symptoms I’m dealt
Reeling in this feeling that I had
No anchor for the symptoms I’m dealt
I know I might get it right
I know I might, give it time…….

This dynamic
A temptation
Pull me open, play with the strings of my heart
Beating static
and weak elation
Down the tonic: try to get back to the start
Track Name: Standing on the Shoulders of Giants leaves me Cold
Six day scruff again
I'm in your shadow looms so large
Can't get up again.
'Cause gravity's got prison arms
Dial in again
Over the top and underwhelmed, it spells (nothing)

Chewing nails again
Down to the cuticle it bleeds
Your health it fails again
My worry presages the need
Bedside prayers again
Oblivion just take me to the end

You're off and I'm running
Jealousy consumes
Blood binds us two
Loyal to the two before

All torn up again
It's justice served with blinding speed
No offense my friend
Please take warning
Please take heed
Limb by limb again
Don't climb so high you can't get down
No feet, no ground

And we're fighting for our fill...
Track Name: The Catch
(When) your fractured innocence leads to decadence,
and all of this is too much to stand,
I'll take it off your hands (you know I will).
The harm it does, in the flesh and blood,
looks real enough but is missing something that controls the flood.
Disarmed again, by some weird sin, with which to contend.

All your disaster dreams aren't what they seem.
If I'm gone again you won't wait for me (that much I know).
Just a frail old man,
can't you understand that I'm lost in your dark stare, predictably?
Now I can't go home (2X) or run away.

Lonely ray shines, marks the way out, such a long way down
(to keep it steady).

What first began as a crooked plan is now somehow admirable.
Why won't you let me in?
Delirious, I hope.

Just a frail old man.
can't you understand that I'm lost in your dark stare, predictably?
Now I can't go home (2X) or run away.

Lonely ray shines, marks the way out, such a long way down
(keep it steady).
Track Name: Like a Prince
Give in and give out and give up
Lucid when the thrill is enough
And I’m famous, I’ll take my time
Holy like the battered in the streets
Losing’s not the same as defeat
And we’re changing again and again and again

You’re mine
Caught it in the back of the head like a prince
The foil or the picket fence
Cold until the warmth of the glow by the fire
Decadent and rewired
Felt it in the back of the head on descent
Ignition from the sixth sense
No spine, hive mind
Fill it till it spills over, pantomime

We’ve got miles to go
And nowhere left to hide
All those crimes we wrote
They were justified
Hold out and Hold on and Hold up
Gruesome like the devil in your cup
But I’m famous, so I’ll take my time
Stoic when he loads another round
Posing while he takes you down
And we're praying again and again and again

You’re Mine
Track Name: Paddlehands
This fiction future’s become way too real
We’ve gone beyond the scope and sequence
We’ve bathed in blood, now we begin to heal
And can we count this as our penance?

We know they know, we unearth our hopes, we’ll build our home and watch it grow
And your stomach turns and your stomach turns and your stomach turns

If time goes by so slowly
Why can’t I keep up?
These sins of mine come calling
And demanding I pay up

Intended consequence of DNA
Been burning books since the beginning
This once, we named it, then flushed it away
We’re crossing chasms so fleet-footed

We know they know, we’ll watch it grow, unearth our hopes, and stay afloat
And your stomach turns and your stomach turns and your stomach turns

If time flies by so slowly
Why can’t I keep up?
These sins of mine come calling
Demand that I pay up

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