Dear Landlord
Dear Landlord are a punk rock band from Carbondale, Illinois. Bordering on super-group status with members of Illinois power-pop masterminds the Copyrights- Adam (bass/vocals) and Brett (guitar/vocals), and Minneapolis Weasel-worshippers Rivethead- Brad (drums/lyrics) and Zack (guitar/vocals) they carry the torch high, burning brightest when they step to the mic together for anthemic choruses cut by snotty leads and broken wrists flying at breakneck speeds. Read Full BioDear Landlord are a punk rock band from Carbondale, Illinois. Bordering on super-group status with members of Illinois power-pop masterminds the Copyrights- Adam (bass/vocals) and Brett (guitar/vocals), and Minneapolis Weasel-worshippers Rivethead- Brad (drums/lyrics) and Zack (guitar/vocals) they carry the torch high, burning brightest when they step to the mic together for anthemic choruses cut by snotty leads and broken wrists flying at breakneck speeds.
In 2007, Dear Landlord released split singles with both Chinese Telephones and Off With Their Heads. Their 2009 No Idea Records release "Dream Homes" is reminiscent of holding a conch shell up to your ear to hear the ocean, if that conch shell was an empty 40 oz. bottle found surveying the remnants of last nights' blackout.
In 2007, Dear Landlord released split singles with both Chinese Telephones and Off With Their Heads. Their 2009 No Idea Records release "Dream Homes" is reminiscent of holding a conch shell up to your ear to hear the ocean, if that conch shell was an empty 40 oz. bottle found surveying the remnants of last nights' blackout.
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Three to the Beach
Dear Landlord Lyrics
Not tonight, don't make that awful sound
It's dragging me farther down
Taking out all the fight, holding me to the ground
Making my enemies proud, and what gives you the right?
We're not that hopeless, we're not as fucked as you think
In short lived moments we can do anything
The fucking joke is we're winning when you blink
In short lived moments lousy with victory
We're both sort of right, I don't have much to show
I'll die penniless, alone
I'll do what I like and you'll do what you know
Never hungry, broke or cold, it's the weight of things I suppose
It's really just the passing of these days that's gonna leave us all set in our ways
We don't have to take that lying down
And I'd be lying if I didn't say that it's been getting harder to relate
And keep myself from drowning in the crowd
And I still believe that we're not that hopeless, we're not as fucked as you think
In short lived moments we can do anything
The fucking joke is we're winning when you blink
In short lived moments lousy with victory
We're not that hopeless, we're not as fucked as you think
In short lived moments we can do anything
The fucking joke is we're winning when you blink
In short lived moments lousy with victory
Lousy with victory
Lousy with victory
Contributed by Austin I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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JIMMILIPS
nice build
is00ez
kinda reminds me of a fresh jawbreaker