Champagne Babycakes

by The Sexy Accident

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1.
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
2.
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
3.
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”
4.
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
5.
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
6.
1am, they took away my girl she should be nestled in her covers the aftermath, broken fan blade spinning 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
7.
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
8.
Sneaky 03:32
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
9.
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
10.
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
11.
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
12.
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

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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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