Never Get Cold

by Hospital Job

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released February 9, 2016

All songs written by Luke McNeill, except “Snowing Sand,” written by Luke McNeill/Becky Blevins

Additional Vocals/Guitar/Percussion by Mike Kennerty

Recorded, mixed, mastered by Luke McNeill at Capitol City Recording

Thanks to Adam Ali and the Alives, Josh Goldman and the Rad Girlfriends, Mike Kennerty, Chris Golwitzer, Cory VanMeter, the winter blues, and the summer hues.

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Track Name: Tried It All, Trying Again
Passed out
Washed up
Burned down
Tried it all but now I’m trying again

Turned in
Dried up
Face down
Tried it all but now I’m trying again

Passed out those fliers now
Washed up, I’m cleaner now
Burned down those walls for good
Tried it all but now I’m trying again

Turned in my two weeks notice
Dried up and not even nervous
Face down in a cool soft pillow
Tried it all but now I’m trying again
Track Name: Hey Hey
Hey hey, fuck high school
Drop out as soon as you want to
Leave town right after that
Don’t come back until you’re
broke and bloody and tired
Oh No, Oh yeah

Hey hey, fuck college
Don’t even think about going
Shits a scam, way too fucking expensive
You don’t need the job they say you do
Oh no, oh yeah

Hey hey, fuck high school
We’re gonna do it right next time
Hey hey fuck college
We’re gonna do it right next time

Hey hey, fuck your hometown
It’s not cool just because
you were born there
It’s got the same fucked up people
As any other shithole anywhere
Oh yeah

Hey hey, fuck high school
We’re gonna do it right next time
Hey hey, fuck your hometown
We’re gonna do it right next time
Oh yeah
Track Name: Never Sleep Again
Don’t think I’m ever gonna sleep again
Too many enemies and too many friends
Too many places that I’ve never been
and I’ll never be again

Don’t think I’m ever gonna rest my eyes
Too many stories and too many lies
Too many ways to fall in love every single night

I’ll never have to say bye again
So I’m never gonna cry again
I’m never gonna cry again

Don’t think I’m ever gonna sleep again
Too many oceans and lakes to jump in
Too many songs in my brain right now
that I’ll never hear again

Don’t think I’m ever gonna call it a night
Too many ways to get it wrong and right
Too many ways to drag it out
and not go down without a fight

You’re not the only one
that thinks they’re right
You’re not the only one
that dreams at night
You’re not the only one
that I’m trying to fight
I’m not the only one with starry eyes
But I’m the one that still believes in lies
Yeah I still believe in lies

Those starry eyes we are the ones that dream at night
Those clever lies, you’re not the one I’m trying to fight
Track Name: Autograph
She complains that her heart hasn’t broken yet
I smile and say just give it time
Patience will be rewarded with misery
Then again no one asked for a tragedy

We used to wake up
with our heads on straight
Would always trade the night for day
Now I can’t even write my name
with these shaky hands
Then again no one asked
for an autograph
No one wants to see my name
My sunglasses aren’t on
to hide my face
But then again no one
thought that anyway

No one asked for an autograph
No one wants to see my name
Track Name: In On The Pill Taker
I’ve been around too long
Never time to kill
Now I’m staying in
And taking lots of pills
What blew my mind
Now gets a yawn
I haven’t learned a thing

I’ve been around the world
On a pogo stick
Shared so many germs
That I couldn’t get sick
Now when I step outside
I’m coughing up blood
Bring on the quarantine
I’m too smart to learn a thing

I wanna shut up all the shut ins
Show em what they’ve been missing
I wanna shut up all the shut ins
(I guess I’m only missing you)

You're going round and round
With all your friends
Broadcast it all
Just to rub it in
Then you go outside
And it looks so strange
We haven’t learned a thing
Too smart to learn a thing
Track Name: Hopper Scene
It’s so bright but I’m in the shadows
Like acting out a hopper scene
Always crowded but I’m all alone
Drinking coffee, reading magazines
Skimming National Geographics
These pictures never get old
I guess we got the world figured out
See the South Pole, never get cold
I guess I wanna be a profound artist
But I’m drawing stick figures
I’ll just make one
breaking down crying
Now I’m looking at six figures
All thinking great American novels
Without a drop of ink in the pen
Finally old enough to see the angles
Now I know they’ll never let us win

But we’re still getting around
I still know, they’ll never let us win
I still hope, against all hope, one day they’ll let us win
Track Name: First Place In Competitive Gravedigging
They said “we’re all on our own,”
but you can tell that you’re not
It’s just that hearts seem to know,
when you wind up on top
When you look at the stars,
you don’t count on the luck
You’re just closing down bars,
til you deem yourself stuck
While rejecting any leg up
Oh you learned from the best
To be happy with less
Self-inflicted duress

And you’re noticing grays,
not just on him but on you
A concrete display,
of what you’ve been through
And a constant reminder,
that sometimes they were wrong
But everyone can be right
If you look at it right
And I’m too old and unwise
To put trust in my eyes
No I can’t trust my eyes
Nothing looks quite right anymore
So I guess that you won
Congratulations!
Track Name: Anchor
Dark circles, running late
Slam your head on the wall until it breaks
Black coffee, dirty slates
You’ve checked out, I can see it on your face
Blank walls, fluorescent lights
You stumble out into the clinical night
Alone, nowhere to go

Where you gonna land now?
You’re dragging an anchor but
its not latched onto anything
How you gonna move now?
You’re dragging an anchor
but it’s not latched onto anything
Either cut the cord
or sink it into the Earth
Track Name: Libertine
The pleasure seeking libertine,
You’re compromising everything you know
And everyone you used to know

But who am I to point and cry
I’ve never gone a day deprived, oh no
Just lack the courage to commit

So it goes
Just another act two scene
In a routine dramedy
Starring young adults
that look like you and me
Less a pound or three
Their choices more glossy
But the falls we take land harder just the same

And the boredom-magnet hit-parade
is ambling down the promenade right now
We got up early just to see
A hand outstretched, a smiling face,
a happy time in a fucked up place for once
We think we soar above it all

But we don’t
Another act two bore
Some dated mumble core
Starring people with no business on the screen
They have a laugh or three
Til there’s nothing else to see
But the jokes we take land harder just the same
And the cocktails they get stronger as we age
We say it’s just our grown up refined tastes
But the well drinks still taste great on broker days
Track Name: Punishment Poll
Counting votes in the punishment poll
Thumbs up, thumbs down
Now I’m waiting in the cowards corner
Oh no, not now
I guess I don’t deserve the ending
Not here, not now
Counting votes in the punishment poll
Thumbs up, thumbs down

William Castle I miss you
No more tingle up my spine
William Castle I miss you
All scream and all smiles

Life insurance policies
Come one, come all
Would you sign this waiver please?
Right here, right now
I wish you could see our faces
All screams, all smiles
Not a lie if we all leave happy
Thumbs up, thumbs down

William Castle I miss you
No more tingle up my spine
William Castle I miss you
All scream and all smiles
Track Name: Old Dynamite
Whatever’s there we’ve been taught to grab it
Just in case, because then we’ll have it
Live by better safe than sorry
But we end up both most likely

Sitting motionless, bored and waiting
In the basement marinating
Cooked by the television
That flat screen radiation

Sit long enough
You’ll never get up
Sit long enough
We’ll all blow up

Old dynamite