Cream Soda

by Rare Candy

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Grace Somo Why do I love this album? Well, I love how I can dance to his sad songs.. I like how the singer hits the high notes. I like how the song bops my emo heart. I just like it..

PS. I've never tried cream soda and I'll probably hate it because it sounds sweet and I hate sweet.
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released February 25, 2017

Lyrics and music written by Alex Wieringa
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Roye Robley at R&R.

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Track Name: As Told By Ginger
Hey, Sunshine.
Tell me what it is I've got to do to make you mine.
Hey, Sweetheart.
Can I call you Mona Lisa? You're a work of art.
Oh, I've got to know if you're down to go out on Friday night.

Hey, Baby Doll.
Why didn't you tell me you didn't want to go out at all?
Hey, Angel face.
Why'd you have to go and not leave a trace?
Oh, I'll take you out, but don't go on about how you're lonely.

We can take it slow.
Nobody in the world has got to know.
Let me take you out maybe to coffee, or dancing, or dinner, I'm asking you to give it a go before you shut it down.
We can waste this town.

Do you like love songs?
Because I do too what a coincidence, don't get me wrong.
This is not a tune you get sexy to, so move along.
Just a couple lines to waste some time it won't last long.
Put it on repeat, and you can move your feet or slow it down.

Do you like movies?
I'll be your Titanic go down on you please.
Be the Austin to your Powers it'll be groovy.
I'll be your swinger baby you won't lose me.
I'll be the diamonds in your sky, I'll be your Lucy.

We can take it slow.
Nobody in the world has got to know.
Let me take you out maybe to coffee, or dancing, or dinner,
I'm asking you to give it a go before you shut it down.
We can waste this town.

I'll be the softest, sweetest sing-song to your melody.
And I know you've got every right in the world to say to hell with me.

We can take it slow.
Nobody in the world has got to know.
Let me take you out maybe to coffee, or dancing, or dinner,
I'm asking you to give it a go before you shut it down.

We can take it slow.
Nobody in the world has got to know.
Let me take you out maybe to coffee, or dancing, or dinner,
I'm asking you to give it a go before you shut it down.
We can waste this town.
Track Name: 27s & 10 on 2
I'm notorious for being bad at taking hints.
Is it time to call it quits?
Who knows, who knows?

It's harmonious, the way you and I got along.
Or so I thought, all I did was prolong the show.
You know.

But I'll continue to write a twangy song about you.
All I had were good intentions, I never wanted to doubt you.

Is there something wrong with my guts or my lack thereof?
You can take my kind words and respectfully shove them,
straight down your throat.
I hope that you choke on the love you thought you'd given somebody else.
I'm far more deserving than he'll ever be, but why've you got a cold shoulder, it's turned towards me.
You're like an icebox in December, on a cold night but whatever.
Why don't you tell me goodnight or good morning or something?
You know damn well it's better than nothing at all.
Are all my flowers worth the fall?

It's mysterious, the way you play your little games.
You never seem to act the same from one day to the next.

Am I hearing this correctly? Am I delirious?
From day 1, I'd been fearing this, that even though I gave my best...

That maybe perfect wasn't good enough for royalty.
Maybe convenience means more than patience and loyalty.

Is there something wrong with my guts or my lack thereof?
You can take my kind words and respectfully shove them,
straight down your throat.
I hope that you choke on the love you thought you'd given somebody else.
I'm far more deserving than he'll ever be, but why've you got a cold shoulder, it's turned towards me.
You're like an icebox in December, on a cold night but whatever.
Why don't you tell me goodnight or good morning or something?
You know damn well it's better than nothing at all.
Are all my flowers worth the fall?

I broke all ten fingers to treat you like a queen.
And it was obvious you were torn in between...
What you know, what you have, where you've been, what you've seen.
And what we had, what it could've been.
Because baby the grass is so green here on my side.
Over here on my side.

Is there something wrong with my guts or my lack thereof?
You can take my kind words and respectfully shove them,
straight down your throat.
I hope that you choke on the love you thought you'd given somebody else.
I'm far more deserving than he'll ever be, but why've you got a cold shoulder, it's turned towards me.
You're like an icebox in December, on a cold night but whatever.
Why don't you tell me goodnight or good morning or something?
You know damn well it's better than nothing at all.
Are all my flowers worth the fall?
Are all the bruises worth the fall?
Track Name: Mudslide
You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first, but now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?

Draw me a smile.
Because I can never remember the curves of your lips.
It's been a while, since I've felt the touch of your soft smooth hips.
So, sing me a song, or throw me a bone.
No one ever likes feeling all alone, but you're doing fine at that.
Who'd ever have known that you were always a house but you were never a home.
No you were never.
No you were never.

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first, but now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?
They'll never wash out.
I'm washed up.
Your dress is spotless.
You got me fucked up.
Have fun walking home alone.
Have fun walking home alone.

Paint me a picture, of whatever it was you decided to call it.
I was quicker, to give it a name but it's all the same when it's over and done with.
I hope you had fun with stupid little kids that have no idea how to call somebody pretty, how to sing them a song.
They just play along with what they see in the media.

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first, but now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?
They'll never wash out.
I'm washed up.
Your dress is spotless.
You got me fucked up.
Have fun walking home alone.
Have fun walking home alone.

And it's a shame, that on my rise to fame you'll be the reason my songs are catchy as hell.
Do you feel the pain that I'm singing of?
You were never one to kiss and tell.
And I didn't mean to be this hard on you, it's just been hard on me.
All I do is exaggerate, I complicate, I stay up late, to contemplate what you did to me.

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first, but now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first, but now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?
They'll never wash out.
I'm washed up.
Your dress is spotless.
You got me fucked up.
Have fun walking home alone.
Have fun walking home alone.
Track Name: Oliver
Is it cold out tonight?
Take my sweater it looks so right, draped over your shoulder.
I know it's getting colder as the wind picks up by the lake.
It's windy and it's raining, but neither of us are complaining.
But who could complain we've got a bottle of champagne, it's a risk I was glad to take.

And you can scooch in closer I won't bite.
Or you can stay where you are I've never been one to fight.

And I've been dying not to ask you about your day.
I've been dying to find a way, to fill a twin sized mattress.
It's too small for me but it's plenty big for 2.
And I've been drinking with Marla Ann.
I'm doing everything I can, to stop from dialing a number to stop from waiting around for a word to come from you.

It's kind of depressing, to think when you're undressing,
I'll never cross your mind.
It's kind of pathetic, to think you just won't get it.
But there's still a place for you in this twin sized mattress of mine.

(Is it warm here?)
We don't need no blankets.
Do you mind if we take it, just a little bit further.
Why are you moving further and further and further away?
I'm just trying to hold you.
And I already told you, that no matter what you do and no matter what you say I'm always a pillow away.

And you can scooch in closer I won't bite.
Or you can stay where you are I've never been one to fight.

And I've been dying not to ask you about your day.
I've been dying to find a way, to fill a twin sized mattress.
It's too small for me but it's plenty big for 2.
And I've been drinking with Marla Ann.
I'm doing everything I can, to stop from dialing a number to stop from waiting around for a word to come from you.

It's kind of depressing, to think when you're undressing,
I'll never cross your mind.
It's kind of pathetic, to think you just won't get it.
But there's still a place for you in this twin sized mattress of mine.

I'm not singing in the shower anymore.
I'm not whistling in as I'm rinsing out my hair.
I'm not dancing as I'm stepping through the door.
But it's not like you were around enough to care.

And you can scooch in closer I won't bite.
Or you can stay where you are I've never been one to fight.

And I've been dying not to ask you about your day.
I've been dying to find a way, to fill a twin sized mattress.
It's too small for me but it's plenty big for 2.
And I've been drinking with Marla Ann.
I'm doing everything I can, to stop from dialing a number to stop from waiting around for a word to come from you.

It's kind of depressing, to think when you're undressing,
I'll never cross your mind.
It's kind of pathetic, to think you just won't get it.
But there's still a place for you in this twin sized mattress of mine.
Track Name: Summer Shandy
I don't ever want to see your face again.
Don't ever show up at my place again.
I only need some space to spend, a little bit of time.
Some time,

To figure out what I did,
to make you want to do me how you did.
You made me feel like i was dead.
And now I'm fucked up in the head.
But it's over.
That's over.

Don't ever say I didn't try.
Don't ever say I didn't ask you why, it ended.
You pretended, to give a shit about a kid who gave you everything.
You slammed my door.
You wanted nothing more, than to kick off your shoes.
You never thought you'd lose the only thing that ever kept you from singing your lonely blues.

Now, you tell me that you miss me.
You never used to miss me.
You said that we were history.
Now I'm feeling like history.

But history repeats itself.
It won't be long before you come around,
and pick me up off of my shelf.
And put me back down on the ground.
Till then I'll be waiting.
I'm waiting.

Don't ever say I didn't try.
Don't ever say I didn't ask you why, it ended.
You pretended, to give a shit about a kid who gave you everything.
You slammed my door.
You wanted nothing more, than to kick off your shoes.
You never thought you'd lose the only thing that ever kept you from singing your lonely blues.

La da da da.