Champagne Babycakes

by The Sexy Accident

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World's first album released as a card game

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released September 23, 2016

All songs written by Jesse Kates / Halaster Music [ASCAP] except You’ve Got To Ride Your Bicycle Ha Ha Ha by Jonas Kates

Arranged by The Sexy Accident: Jesse Kates, Dan Diamond, Ramone Hall, Kyle Dahlquist and Jamie Lin

Produced, engineered and mixed by Steve Fisk
Mastering by Ed Brooks

Additional engineering by Jesse Kates, Justin Mantooth and Justin Skinner

Recorded at Westend, Kansas City
Mixed at Steve’s house in Seattle

Illustrated by Gavin Snider

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Mercurial pop of brains and heart "driven by catchy melodies and smart, real-life lyric writing." (The Big Takeover)

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Track Name: I'm Going To Love Your New Boyfriend
now I fear I'm doomed
to ricochet around
like that squash ball
you just hammered

you serve up your news
I duck and clench a smile
windows shatter

he's your new boyfriend
you're gonna love him
so I'm gonna love him
‘cuz he's your new boyfriend
I'm gonna love him
'cuz you're gonna love him
'cuz he's your new boyfriend

winter wafting in
when once we were so warm
in a way we’re still not speaking

as his hands touch you
I flinch away from harm
oh you're beaming

he's your new boyfriend
you're gonna love him
so I'm gonna love him
'cuz he's your new boyfriend
I'm gonna love him
'cuz you're gonna love him
'cuz he's your new boyfriend

at your dinner party
our eyes locking as he
says he doesn’t like Scrabble
then he's washing dishes
you’re laughing from the kitchen
my resistance unravels

he's your new boyfriend
you're gonna love him
so I'm gonna love him
'cuz he's your new boyfriend
I'm gonna love him
'cuz you're gonna love him
'cuz he's your new boyfriend
Track Name: Goats, Biscuits, Bees
autumn night we wander arm in arm
laugh and cry in our specs
slip off my gloves to touch your tears and we embrace
you softly ask in my neck

can we have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
I know you’ve gotta leave
but we’ll have goats, biscuits, bees

you’re called to walk the crowd wherever voices shout
you wonder can it be fair
to leave a love to tune and worry to your sound
dear heart, you're already there

can we have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
I know you’ve gotta leave
but we’ve got goats, biscuits, bees

waves and noise
spinning into space
bring your voice
to me as I age
still sunbeams
coffee in the air
are you home?
I'll meet you there

and we’ll have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
I know you’ve gotta leave
but we've got goats, biscuits, bees

we’ll have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
our plans are twirling leaves
but we'll have goats, biscuits, bees
Track Name: I Do Or Adieu
all my life
is folding to this minute
in your pretty hands

with this box
I harbor in my pocket
like a secret plan

when we drink
we teeter near the topic
but you change the tune

now your glass of wine
is streaked with empty
I’m running outta soon

“I do” or “adieu”
I need “I do” or “adieu”

took a walk alone
as the sidewalk simmered
on that balmy night

in this urban orb
churning on and ever
we’re just fireflies

“I do” or “adieu”
I need “I do” or “adieu”

your dress blinding white
like a seaside in July
pictures burning in my mind's eye

“I do” or “adieu”
it was “I do” or “adieu”
Track Name: Not About Girls
when I was ten I’d BMX for the win
a bitchin’ power slide and a mag rim grin

later flashlight on a paperback
I’d thrill to cracks in time or galactic attack

I’ll just go back like Doc
gimmie a gigawatt
she will be soon forgot

this song is not about girls
this song is not about girls

I’m at a party and I feel like Spock
caught up in human ways that he cannot grok

is her glance a signal sent without a word?
ten anthropologists would take a year to concur

or maybe I’m just dumb
so let me suck my thumb
and hum a childish tune

this song is not about girls
this song is not about girls

you say some play’s the thing
“the protagonist doth protest too much, methinks”
but I don't want another game
one more mislaid peg and my battleship will sink

this song is not about girls
this song is not about girls
Track Name: Shadow Of Doubt
I pull up at home, autumn afternoon
a strange car in the drive. I’m early, dear
the purse in the hall surely isn’t yours
I silently sink in a chair as your footsteps hit the stairs

I’m waiting for the film to play out
I can’t leave under a shadow of doubt

when your mother asked I said it was a phase
from the dark you call just to ask me how I've been
on the cobblestones you're just a pair of girls
as you hold her hand I wanna see how hard you squeeze

I’m waiting for the film to play out
I can’t leave under a shadow of doubt

The credits roll
I’ve got no control
How can I believe this turn?

I’m waiting for the film to play out
I can’t leave under a shadow of doubt
Track Name: Drill To The Hull
1am
they took away my girl

she should be nestled
in her covers

the aftermath
broken fan blade spinnin’

the thick of august heat
sweats the label off my beer


I’m on a sinking ship
and I’m the one
with a drill to the hull

I reach at night
I find an empty bed

murmurs carry
from your study

in the morning you’ll
sunshine her facts again

I kneel on slippered feet
with an ear upon your door

I’m on a sinking ship
and I’m the one
with a drill to the hull

I’ll play my turn
a hand that’s full of nothing
every move
is sure to damage something
the ocean churns
the cliffs ahead are listing
the wheel won’t turn
now it’s time

monday drive, I’m burning down to fumes
metal beetles snake for miles
in the forecast it’s all record highs again
the gassing asphalt snugs
the tie around my neck

I’m on a sinking ship
and I’m the one
with a drill to the hull
Track Name: She's The Memory You Keep
when you chase for novelty
prep a page for tragedy
lens flare of a city night
freight train coming on your right
at speed with her on your arm
she blooms under all your charms
as you glide try not to think
of the ice underneath your feet

salt of tears
painted dawn
bitter tea
you’ll carry on
take a run
get some sleep
she's the memory you keep

to a song you seemed to know
love rose like a sourdough
a loom was soon entwined
she’d call late and you didn’t mind
the days got short and cold
twilight by the time you're home
her note flapping on your door
your love has flown its course

salt of tears
painted dawn
bitter tea
you’ll carry on
take a run
get some sleep
she's the memory you keep

at lakeside under a roiling sky
your bodies blurring in the night
you'll love her until the day you die

far away the crying's done
pale shore under whitewash sun
dip your toes in the cloudy bay
too cold to swim today
phone streaked with salt and sand
her name that you tap to send
not sure you can take what's next
as you wait for her to text
Track Name: Sneaky
by the fire we’re making up stories
about the couple slow dancing in their forties
we’re sipping wine unwinding time like tycoons

you and I are aromas from a kitchen
a slow-cooked meal we don't get to eat
now we gotta sift the seasoning from the stew

but Sneaky, Sneaky
I love you

Sneaky, Sneaky
I love you

summer drive, odometer rising
rolling through the hills, I’m improvising
seventeen twists to make the turns take more time

at a party you're keeping so quiet
alone in a loveseat I’ll swing by
I’d whisk us both away like a genie if I knew the lines

Sneaky, Sneaky
please be mine

Sneaky, Sneaky
please be mine

Sneaky, Sneaky
please be mine

Sneaky, Sneaky
please be mine

If I misapprehend that I’ll love you forever
the Dalai Lama can scold us together
‘cuz our sweaters are brushing arms right now

it’s been a while I’m starting to miss you
yeah a day so I’m making it an issue
let’s walk to Fric & Frac for a beer

Sneaky, Sneaky
you’re so near

Sneaky, Sneaky
you’re so near

Sneaky, Sneaky
you’re so near

Sneaky, Sneaky
you’re so near
Track Name: I Need You To Be Real
walked the block alone tonight
in the side of my sight
I still pass you

my sky is dust and Mars
I don’t know where you are
so I'll ask you

cold air cut with grief
too thin to breathe
I can’t grasp you

shards of a final scene
furrowed into me
oh my Matthew

can't take that you're a story
I need you to be real

can't take that you're a story
I need you to be real

our home a dusty shrine
only creaks are mine
brittle flowers

you taught me how to swim
I’m foundering
at this hour

out front we’d set the sun
loveseat for one
can I face this?

carve M into the floor
by the kitchen door
can’t erase us

can't take that you're a story
I need you to be real

can't take that you're a story
I need you to be real

I don't ask why you died
there’s just no reason for the way things go
hopes turn and cars collide
who am I to be now? I cannot know
Track Name: You're My All Creation
you are the weather
you are the heavens

you are the scarlet sky
that opens summer’s eyes

you are the solar spray
on a seaside day

you are the silken sheets
gliding my skin to sleep

fall on me
we'll burst in singularity
fall on me
you’re my all creation, honey

you are the quiet snow
the golden city glow

you are my tinsel town
undo that dressing gown

fall on me
we'll burst in singularity
fall on me
we’ll spiral like a galaxy
fall on me
you’re my all creation, honey

in Hubble’s field
it’s you revealed

fall on me
we'll burst in singularity
fall on me
we’ll spiral like a galaxy
fall on me
as preordained as gravity
fall on me
you’re my all creation, honey
Track Name: Like Petrichor
your home is glowing twilight gray
our knees are touching to your delicate wordplay

kisses come in little rounds
you say your roommate won't be bothered by our sound

we could have some fun ‘ere monday pulls
the curtain of the night down from the sun
such a pretty one

you can stay
I wanna go to bed
yeah I wanna go to bed
I wanna go to bed

curling fingers conjure thirst
as you clutch me we bear down until we burst

scent and sweat now intertwined
got your glasses on you can try on mine
are we out of time?

you can stay
I wanna go to bed
yeah I wanna go to bed
I wanna go to bed

like petrichor
from a summer storm
you’re soft and warm
Track Name: You've Got To Ride Your Bicycle Ha Ha Ha
You've got to ride your bicycle ha ha ha

I'm gonna trip to Asia
I'm gonna trip to Africa
I'm gonna trip to Canada

I'm gonna trip to Asia
I'm gonna trip to Africa
I'm gonna trip to North America