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2.
WORMS 05:10
Sit back this is about to begin The same play staged before and again The same, well worn old tale, with a different cast You think that the sky falls to the ground You feel so cast out and deaf to the sound Of time waning oh so fast Those worms said to have eaten of kings Cast to those thoughts that swim through your dreams Feed your more far fetched reveries Gone... Gone are the days When we were drunk on young dreams and nothing ever mattered Nothing ever mattered to us
3.
Just one more time before we get old Lets find some whores and do some blow Lets drive on down to Mexico And rob a bank or two before we go Lets drop the kids at the fire station Avoid the looks of condemnation Lets quit our jobs and disappear Come with me lets get out of here I'm a fool, and I've been wasting time Half your life, and all of mine Why can't I see, the futility of Dodging fate and her Furies If I spilled my brains then you might see That my best ideas were never set free It's a great American tragedy When your love runs out, will you stay with me? I'm a fool, and I've been wasting time Half your life, and all of mine Can't you see, they're coming The Sisters Three of old Can't you see, they're coming They'll come for us with pain untold
4.
WASTED YOUTH 03:38
All these people drown In a sea of mediocrity All except you and me We fly on the wings of indignation Self anointed, crowned Lacking in all humility We're kings of the underground They'll quake in awe of our creation We're truly happy When we're morbidly depressed Where's our sugar daddy Mom forgot to send a check We're the golden cliche Young, beautiful, and self obsessed There's not much more you could say We only hear the muse of self interest Our Manic Panic Smeared all over the sink again We're not Satanic But I think you should call the exorcist Oh the Ouija board Just told us to get a life again Why have we ignored It's calls for weeks and weeks on end This wasted youth Looks so much better on paper Cause in sadness and truth The years do a fine job wasting you
5.
THE PICNIC 03:06
Driving through the rain while you've been Driving me insane with your constant drivel about your job The government, beliefs on God I should have left you those years ago Before the seeds we've come to sew Before the house, before the kid Before the memories I can't be rid You're no picnic can't you see We were young once and you loved me We were meant for much more than this Come with me lets reminisce If you weren't such a dick I might Spend the night for kicks with no fights Nothing lost, nothing gained Nothing's one thing we've sustained All things equal, I'll confess All these years I've been a mess It's not you It's me Its not our fault can't you see We were young once you loved me It's not your fault, it's not mine We are victims of modern times
6.
Have you got the time Doomsday Clocks aside I've squandered all of mine With catastrophic pride Can you spare the time To share a life with me Is it not a crime This shared complacency Can you see Can you feel Can you hear A silent scream Oh, the humanity It's been said, hell is empty Because all of the devils live right here If you knew this all back then Would find more restful sleep Could you fall in love again A soul these days is hard to keep We've been sleeping far too long with Dreams of writing the perfect song and... It's getting dark, it's getting late Marry me, just marry me there's no time to waste
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In a hundred years or more or less We'll all be dead it's true I guess for sure Don't spend your years too wisely now Your broken heart will mend some how time cures If the highest cost of life is death then Lets not spare a thought or breath or care Live it up before you go down Before you're six feet underground don't despair We bathe in the light Of dead stars that still shine at night Ghosts of good times past Spotlights that dim on the cast We bathe in the light Of dead stars I don't think there's much to say When it comes to the end of days But I love you Youth be damned to peer demands Lets not wait for Death's cold hands Did you love me too? Our time is distant now But it will surely come We will get through some how We are more than our sum We bathe in the light Of dead stars that still shine at night Ghosts of good times past Spotlights that dim on the cast Our time is distant now, but We'll get through some how We bathe in the light of dead stars
8.
It's been a long time since we've been here for a dance Dyed black hair, smeared lipstick, vinyl pants Why cant we go back to those days? Before the memories fade away? Lets don our cloaks and top hats, lets necromance We dwell too much in the past This life simply will not last Our role has already been cast We dwell too much in the past Lets take our old records for a spin Round and round Lets dance until the grooves start wearing thin Round and round we spin It seems like it was yesterday when we met I still remember the songs on your mix cassette We dwell too much in the past Our role has already been cast Lets take our old records for a spin Round and round Lets dance until the grooves start wearing thin Round and round we spin It's been a long time since we've been here for a dance Dyed black hair, smeared lipstick, and vinyl pants Indeed, The Bats did leave the Bell Tower It seems I've got to be at work in about an hour
9.
Your future former wife might say That she never loved you anyway Massaging truths won't lead to happy endings This life you know will come to end But for now it's best just to pretend What good's this rub without a happy ending It's the end Let's not pretend Come with me my friend This is the end In this future of electronic sunsets Our digital lives, cleaned of upsets We'll wonder what it means to be human Shipwrecked on short sighted shores We'll reap the fruit of The Devil's whores Lets pause for thought on things that aren't worth thinking It's the end Let's not pretend Come with me my friend This is the end We were flying too near the sun Now, lets watch it fall apart Turn the lights out when it's done Just hold my hand in the dark
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SALAD DAYS 01:30

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released March 19, 2020

MAS ECLECTIC RECORDS...MAS-002
Music Appreciation Society
www.masmusic.org

www.tomhagerman.com
elinpalmer.wordpress.com/about/
www.colorwheelmusic.com

Recorded in Denver, Broomfield, and Boulder by:
Todd Loomis at Noise Radiation Studios
www.NoiseRadiationStudios.com
Xandy Whitesel at Mighty Fine Productions
www.mfpcolorado.com
and...
Tom Hagerman, Elin Palmer, Shawn King in garages and bedrooms

Mixed and Mastered by Todd Loomis

The Post Truth Serum is:
Elin Palmer-- Vocals
Tom Hagerman-- Accordion, Bass, Guitars, Keyboards/ Piano/ Synths, Percussion, Ukelele, Violin, Viola
Shawn King-- Drums, Percussion
with...
Jeff Almond-- additional Electric Guitar on track 8
Shane Endsley-- Drums, Percussion, Trumpet on track 1
Gordon Gano-- additional Vocals on track 5
Evan Orman-- Cello on tracks 2 and 7
Kolio Plachkov-- French Horn on tracks 2 and 7
Jeanie Schroder-- Baritone, Flute, Tuba on track 1
Jon Stewart-- Saxophones on track 8

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hagerman.
 
Tracks 1 and 10 Published by Future Former Music (BMI)
Track 2 Published by Future Former Music and Elin Palmer (BMI)
Tracks 3-9 Published by Future Former Music, Elin Palmer Musik, and Kings In the Corner (BMI)
Cover Photography by Max Sandelin (house) and Tom Hagerman (bunny). Design by Ryan Durant at OVO
www.brandsbyovo.com

Thank you:
Heather Hagerman, Gordon Gano, Szilvia Schranz and David Spira

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