From the recording Crashing Into Things

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File Type: WAV

Written by Crashing Into Things

Mike Isacson- Vocals, Bass
Adrian Southward- Guitar, Drums
Josephine Spaxman- Additional Vocals
Cora Schamberger- Additional Vocals

Produced and Engineered by Crashing
Into Things with Chonka

©℗ Querc Records 2014

Lyrics

Derek used to live in a tent in the woods
Out back of where he worked as a computer programmer
I was living on a leaky candlelit porch
And he spent the night a couple times, wrapped up in a tarp

We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves

Gettin’ up the nerve to go down and ask a girl
If she wanna go for coffee sometime
Chase a girl named Heidi to an Island named Lasqueti
Where mosquitoes feasted on us ‘til the morning sun

We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves

Tai chi in the backyard, jamming the avant garde
With Julian and Sherwood talk about a new band
Buy a cheap truck, I thought I’d stay a while but
The landlord saw the porch and I was on the move again

We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves