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On the Shortness of Breath

by Queen Cabbage

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Dolores 04:08
Dolores, I don’t want to see you today I want to get something done; I want to eat real food Dolores, please wait in the small room backstage I want to sing purposeful songs; I do not want to brood I’m rather not in the mood LA only taught me to give up and drive away When I asked her to help me grow up and start my life off well Drive to give my lies a few hours or a day, or a week, month, or year, To take shape and take the place of what is actual I’d rather not recall too well But here we travel mostly by train and it feels more honest There are tickets and schedules and commuters you don’t want to bug But Dolores, she followed me here and she made such a grand mess She seemed to have no trouble switching from hot dust to cold sludge Dolores, why’d you have to give me this tattoo? I want to get it laser removed; I want my skin brand new, But Dolores, I think that I will keep this poisoned wound, If for no other purpose than reminding me of you I’m rather tired, but I’ll stay true— ‘Cause I’m rather often not in the mood
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One Train 02:47
Won't you sit next to me on the train? I’m afraid of my thoughts in the silence I’ll happily soak up every word you decide I should hear about your favorite clients The woman who wrinkled her nose every time She was faced with a difficult question, And the man could not get it through his thick skull That he was being sued for a reason Don’t you go leaving Before I can know you And no, I most certainly don’t need to know your name Don’t you go leaving; I’ve just begun to love you I hope you’ll find peace for yourself after riding this train Lean in real close and I’ll tell you about The time I punched a republican In a brief lapse of judgment, I actually thought My fists would stand in for reason Of course, I was quite irreconcilably wrong Look; my arms look like cheap plastic bendy straws So he chuckled and clocked me so hard, I ended up Sprawled on the floor of the bar Now, don’t you go leaping Conclusions deserve reasoning Unlikely as it is, that dude could’ve been my friend 96th; I’ve got to switch to the local now And I appreciate your love, but I don’t know how To close on a statement that justifies this as the end

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released April 20, 2018

Guitar, Vocals, Sony TCM-200DV "Cassette-corder" - Ben Stein
Piano, Found Percussion - David McShea, Nicholas Olmoz, Ben Stein
Synthesizer - David McShea & Ben Stein

Cover photo by Ben Stein
Design by Ethan Desautels & Ben Stein

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Queen Cabbage New York, New York

Originating in late 2017 at SUNY Purchase, Queen Cabbage is a folky art rock band dedicated to synthesizing silliness, seriousness, life, death, the beautiful, and the grotesque into earnest, powerful, emotionally immediate music for eager feet to dance and stumble to, for thoughtful hearts to beat and break to, and—most importantly—for authority figures to disapprove of. Queens ~~ Welcome! ... more

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