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by Death Cab for Cutie

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released October 22, 2002

you can play these songs with chords was originally released as a cassette in 1997 on elsinor records. 'president of what,' 'champagne from a paper cup,' 'pictures in an exhibition,' 'amputations,' and 'line of best fit,' were re-recorded in 1998 for something about airplanes. the original mixes of 'wait' and 'prove my hypotheses' are on a 7" single released in 1999 on sonic boom recordings. the original mix of 'army corps of architects' was the b-side of the march 2000 sub pop singles club 7". a new recording of 'song kelly huckaby' was released in 2000 on the death cab for cutie forbidden love e.p.

these songs were written by combinations of ben gibbard, chris walla, and nick harmer, except 'wait', which was written by geoff farina, and 'this charming man' (written by steven morrissey and john marr). chris walla made and mixed all the recordings in the many homes of the hall of justice. this collection was mastered by ed brooks. ben gibbard, lance webber and josh rosenfeld did the design and layout; thingmakers printed and assembled the package. the photo is bellingham, washington when cars looked way cooler than they do now.

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Death Cab for Cutie is an American alternative rock band, formed in Bellingham, Washington in 1997. The Grammy-nominated band consists of Ben Gibbard (vocals, guitar, piano), Nick Harmer (bass) and Jason McGerr (drums). Their eighth studio album Kintsugi was released on March 31, 2015. ... more

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Track Name: President of What?
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what I take for granted
And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn

And wheels would roll away
Something's got to break you down
Entered the scene (i'm told) on I think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed 'til dry
I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted
Cause beautiful boys gave chase
And when they arch your backbone

It's such a dreadful sight
I'll react when faces find you
With jealous fits that gag and bind you
Cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
When imagination takes full control
Track Name: Champagne From A Paper Cup
I think I'm drunk enough to drive you home now
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
Cause all these conversations wind on and on

Drinking champagne from a paper cup
Is never quite the same
And every sip's moving through my eyes
And up into my brain
At half past two, about time to leave
Cause the DJ's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
As I'm waiting around for you
Track Name: Pictures In An Exhibition
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles
They had the worst intentions all along after all

The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens
And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean)
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears
And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave
I'm definitely shaking

The silence isn't breaking
Back-washed and stranded memories
Of something I thought could be
Track Name: Hindsight
Three wasted years, standing still
As you opened up, 18 miles wide
On this country drive
I can't keep up
Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside

I can't keep up
Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Track Name: That's Incentive
You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll
You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you owe? what you can't defeat

Boiled over burning clean toward the flesh blocks? in your knees
It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you owe? what

And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
That's it's me and you this time
Is it you that always, is it you that decides

And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
Track Name: Amputations
And if it was just how you wanted
You'd be glued to his bones and his brain stem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring you back into your bedroom
Amputating as he's waiting
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible
Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much
'Cause you're aiming to please way off target
And I'll tell you what you must already know
Of amputating that too slow
Track Name: Two Cars
I try to scrape it off the thought of skin against skin
And move it from the front to back and started (go again)
But the depression and time breed and multiply
And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
It in this song so
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind

So punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down
Against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town
As the depression and time breed and multiply
Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this song so
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind

That's the story of a boy who tried to play it cool
But found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules
And the depression and time breed and multiply
Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this song so
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind.
Track Name: Line of Best Fit
There things take my time and energy
Don't stand too close without apologies
Cutthroat, cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up, I'm ready
Can't escape this line of best fit
I remember being inside something more than you
Track Name: This Charming Man
On Two bicycles
On a hillside desolate
Could nature make a man of me yet?

Under this charming car
This charming man

Why ponder life's complexies
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat?

I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care

I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things

I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man.

Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
Track Name: TV Trays
Summer's gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall
Overworked, and now I'm all used up
This TV haze, sucks me through
I watch the world from the inside
Overworked, and I'm now I'm all used up

Final drag, fills my lungs and makes me high
They fill up as I bottom out
Steering wheels, watch them driving driving with someplace to go
I'd steer myself but I don't have a route

Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand
While the TV trays, wasted summer days, slowly slippin' away

But you're so little help, when days are slow
And I'm down inside, I'll have to go
You're so little help, when months are slow
And I'm down inside

Summer's gone, I overslept, and woke up to the chill of fall
Overworked, and now I'm all used up
This tv haze, sucks me through
I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up

Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand
While the tv trays, wasted summer days, slowly slippin' away

But you're so little help, when days are slow
And I'm down inside, I'll have to go
You're so little help, when years are slow
And I'm down inside
Track Name: New Candles
You tried you all 13 channels, but they burned me out again
Cause it's over whenever they say
I quit sending postcards 'cause no one know what to revere,
And the mailman can't come in to explain

So I'm out of gasoline, and I hate see, and it's hard to never mind.
It's hard to never mind.

I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames.
I guess it's all the same anyway

Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
But my point of view's forever changed

All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds.
It's building up, bottled up in time

All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.

And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me?
Are you going to find me so the bogs? aren't empty all the time?

I think way too much about the way things should be said
Cause it just can't leave my head all the way.

It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today

I think I might get burned anyway
All this gasoline just goes to show not everything is nice.
I do my best, I know not everything is right

All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
Please bring it down, bring it down.
Track Name: Tomorrow
Believe in me, I'm sad and blue
Left with nothing but a picture
Third or fourth weekend in June
December seems to come too soon

Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until

Head is swirling with the scene
Of you and him embraced in rupture
Dirty trying to come clean
But every thought I have's obscene

Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until

Quilted in our hands
And keeping you tucked in too deep
Struck in the shot of two
Twenty-four hours in June

Will you wait until tomorrow?
Track Name: State Street Residential
Holding fast until
The rent checks wear thin
Because it hasn't sunk in, so far

When it's a drab routine
The dust starts building
Until its hard to come clean

Then my months stack up
To an addictive crush
As if the drink weren't enough

A stagger cannot compete
There's no charm in being
A residential state street

And if I was sober
Would I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

I wish you could know
Better than you show
With parted lips pointing down
That the whiskey soothes
More than you could ever do
And if I was sober
Would I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paperer

What a difference it'd make
And what a different it'd make

And if I was sober
Would I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

What a difference it'd make
And what a different it'd make
Track Name: Wait
Every town has a diner, where I'll meet you and your friends, too.
Things are just a bit nicer over some coffee. You can tell me all about your day.
I don't know much about you, not that I want to. Not that I want to.
Sometimes I can't escape from my room, so excuse me, I'll be just a little late

You will wait for me.

Every town has a corner, where I'll see you and your friends, too.
Hang out looking cool. Saying the same things over and over again.
Sometimes we all feel stupid, we say the wrong things. You're not the only one.
Sometimes we all get left behind in a race of style, it's a dumb thing.

You will wait for me.
Track Name: Prove My Hypotheses
Just admit that you're wrong
And I'll give back what I borrowed or stole
From the parent's house
From your studio
It's the principle of

You said wait here
Prove all my hypotheses

Catching up with the band
Their drummer had left to pursue his career
I rode in their van
They stated the parting was ugly, it brought him to tears

You said wait here
Prove all my hypotheses
You said wait here
Prove all my hypotheses
Track Name: Song For Kelly Huckaby (Facts Version)
Photographs of the best time you had
Windows smugded by the speed
Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street
As morning turned into California
And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette
Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past

Waking up to the sound of 5 A.M. to take my turn at the wheel
Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached
As the sun tortured California
And old alleys turned deep at the heart of me
Murals of heros defacing the blank concrete

Vision tunneled, Mission Street, hunger beat
Lodged out as the engine wheezed
Still moving regardless of stable ground
And this stable ground

Photographs of the best time you had
Windows smugded by the speed
Leaving home with our bags from Iron street
As morning turned into California
Track Name: Army Corps Of Architects
Leaving the central state from shallow ground
Home in the valley but the rent's paid south
You said the urn was half full when I said it was half empty
With what was left of our fair city

Call in the army corps of architects
To flatten the skyline and begin again
I knew the years would move quickly,
But never quite as fast as this
So bring the discrepancies, I'll pour the drinks.