The Island of Misfit Toys / Nervous Passenger Split

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The Island of Misfit Toys are:
Anthony Sanders
Julia Bard
Gooey Fame
Mark Jaeschke
Evan Loritsch
Lui Macatual
Danny Radovanovic
Audrey Sanders
Ashlee Stewack

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released June 18, 2013

Released by Broken World Media, Skeletal Lightning Records, and It's a Trap! Records
Recorded and Mixed by Mike Crotty
Mastered at Gradwell House
Art by Lewes Herriot

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The Island of Misfit Toys Chicago, Illinois

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Track Name: The Cockroach Song
I'll twist some words for you tonight
just to avoid the truth, only to protect you
I can't turn off any of these lights
How can I explain away why I haven't slept in days?
They come here just to mock me
I can't tell anybody
Why can't I grab a shoe and exterminate what I know's ungodly?
I can't turn off any of these lights
You won't know why I'm not alright

I'll twist some words for you tonight
just to avoid the truth, only to protect you
I keep my eyelids sewn so tight
to the crests so they can't close; cold kitchen floor freezes all ten toes
They come here just to mock me
I can't tell anybody
Why can't I grab a shoe and exterminate what I know's ungodly?
I can't turn off any of these lights
You won't know why I'm not alright
Track Name: Via Dino Compagni
Florence, you're the rock
on which I build my church
Visible renaissance
The sewage and the rocks
Ancient aching trees that creep and lurch

Number 7 bus
Speeding up and down
Of thee I'll always sing
Electric and pristine
Pushing all the Fiats out of bounds

Giardino's been corrupt
From gypsies and their cups
Block the flower hawks
Stuck like sidewalk chalk
Florence, hold your empty wallets up

Shoes, shoes, shoes
Leather, ice cream, shoes
David's baby dick
to every surface sticks
To plastics and ceramics it's infused

Firenze, la
belli, belli, belli, bellicima
Sto da
favo, favo, favo, favola

Tourist in disguise
Walk the girls to school
Ageless in her face
A frame that I can't trace
Fake I'm not a fat and foreign fool

I can't help but believe
My rug is being tugged
Eaten up by art
Perspective torn apart
The line-defining leaves me shoulder-shrugged

With the Arno in the sun
Sun inside my eyes
Drippy-eyed at this
Aesthetic catalyst
I can't help but lift my lids and cry

Crying through a kiss
The old breath of the square
A marble house of God
800 years at odds
Holds me in it's palms to sing a prayer

Firenze, la
belli, belli, belli, bellicima
Sto da
favo, favo, favo, favola