That For This

by Dirty Dancing

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1.
Blow up our hands Who needs them anyway We will find a way We will find a way My hands are on fire Still I hear the choir I love things to hold What I buy is what I sold Smart is dangerous Here comes the exodus We're starting brand new choirs And we all wear wires Blow up our hands Who needs them anyway
2.
Atlantis 04:47
There's water in the streets It's coming up the stairs It's staining our sheets And we're leaving in pairs Don't give up Just give up We've lost our seat to an uneven share We've become obsolete do we even care We've lost our seat to an uneven share We've become obsolete how much should we care There was a time when we used to build things Now we put our hands in our neighbors' pockets We used to be the brightest beacon But now we can't see for the light in our sockets They're adding up the fees and using our air We've lost the receipts and forgot our prayer We're looking for our feet; we're looking for a spare But more important what should we wear We can't even breathe; we wouldn't even dare To ask for help; the future just swears We're choking on our teeth; our tongues are not there But it's OK; check out my hair There's water in the streets It's coming up the stairs There's water in the streets It's coming up the stairs Don't give up Just give up
3.
Winning 03:36
From the bottom I can see more (x2) To win you gotta cheat To win you gotta steal To win you gotta lie To win you gotta kill To win you gotta cheat To win you gotta steal To win you gotta lie To win you can’t feel To the spoils go the victor (x2) To win you gotta cheat To win you gotta steal To win you gotta lie To win you can’t feel To win you gotta cheat To win you gotta steal To win you gotta lie To win you gotta And if you feel defeat You better make a meal Of all your little sighs That turn your little wheels With your heartbeat You bargain for a deal To try recognize Something with appeal To win you gotta cheat To win you gotta steal To win you gotta lie To win you can’t feel To win you gotta beat gotta beat someone To win you gotta beat gotta beat someone To win you gotta beat gotta beat someone To win you gotta beat gotta beat someone
4.
In Absentia 04:04
I was so lost I thought too much about it Then our paths crossed I never thought about it You go your way & I’ll go mine Meet up again when I’m out of time You go your way & I’ll go mine See you again when I shake off time My fat fingers your thick thighs We wrap them around each other’s cries My fat fingers your thick thighs We wrap them around each other’s cries Another fat lip from another fight I’ll press it to your cold reply No matter how hard you may try I can never hear your soft good-bye Your name is a prayer That this time I’ll be there I know it’s not fair But it’s something we can share Your name is a prayer That this time I’ll be there
5.
When we first met I wasn’t really me yet Every wet, grey street would tell us where to meet Hanging around just to hear the sound Of your voice AS IF I HAD ANY CHOICE Kissing in cars Kissing in bars Breathing in the stars Kissing really hard Sleepless nights We never needed any lights Climbing through the walls I never felt the fall Fighting in cars Fighting in bars Breathing in the stars Kissing really hard Feeding sweaty cold coins to a jukebox in Des Moines Dancing til dawn because they’re all our songs Smoking too much and feeling really nuts Time begins to bend and this will never
6.
There must have been magnets in our mouth To make a kiss like that You bend my heart around your wrist You wear it like a finger wears a fist Addicted to your tragedy A trophy you blame too loudly Your hand on your head and your head in the dark I've got some guts to spill You've got some nerve to kill Such a like, totally sweet and awesome vibe Yeah, I think I just might maybe You bend my heart around your wrist You wear it like a finger wears a fist Addicted to your tragedy A trophy you blame too loudly You got your hand on your head and your head in the dark You try to turn into yourself You pull another date from the shelf Won’t you please take it back And clean the blood from the bath Won’t you please let me down You always give and get back Won’t you please take it back I think I just might maybe try I’ve got my hand on my head and my head in the dark
7.
When I woke up this morning I said, "Woo Hoo!" And then I ate some cereal, Woo Hoo! Somebody called and they said, "Woo Hoo!" I'm gonna pay some bills today, Woo Hoo! I wanna be excited and fall all around But I just can't bring myself to lift the crown One of these days I'm gonna blow this town I wanna dance to the radio right now I wanna go outside and feel the sound I wanna get distracted and mess around But instead I'll check my e-mail every hour Stayed glued to the screen for hours and hours and hours and hours Every day gets wasted away When did I become such a cliche'? Is it all for nothing and nothing for all? Just don't expect the curtain call Sex, beer, money, find a bride I don't wanna be too satisfied Insurance, food, friends, sense of pride I never wanna get too satisfied When I turn out the lights in my room There's a glow that says what I always knew No matter how it feels, it's still just you Alone in room pretending to enjoy the view
8.
"Come on, let's go," she said And we kissed for a week instead In a month we left the bed This town could use a little red Let's go save the world, and then we'll go out to eat somewhere cheap And at the end of the night when the credits roll, you fall asleep, breathing deep Let's go save the world, and then we'll go out to eat somewhere cheap And at the end of the night when the credits roll, you fall asleep, breathing deep next to me Oh woman, oh how do you do this to me Oh how do you do this to me I once was blind and now I can see through anything Oh woman, oh how do you do this to me Oh how do you do this to me I once was blind and now I can see through anything Our masks laid on the floor You thought there was nothing more Soon you would be bored And so began the great war Now bridges burn and buildings fall every time you speak or tough my cheek Sparks fly from your fingertips and sirens weep above the streets No matter how long or hard we try nothing will ever be the same again And just when we think the smoke has cleared, the authorities deploy their men Oh woman, oh how do you do this to me Oh how do you do this to me I once was blind and now I can see through anything Oh woman, oh how do you do this to me Oh how do you do this to me I once was blind and now I can see through anything
9.
Broke as a joke and I’m still laughing Scraping by on the skin of my skull Corner store breakfasts and fast food lunches I’m livin’ the dream Paycheck to paycheck to paycheck 5 figures dressed in red I’m livin’ the dream I’m livin’ the dream Feel the pounding of the waves Like wind through a keyhole Born to feel the constant crave And never in control Feel the pounding of the waves Like wind through a keyhole With the night-talkers, glowing in the dark Trading ghosts and doing it in the park Tall-boys, shiny and cold Kings & Queens without halos I’m livin’ the dream Fruit flies, mai-tais, we never close our eyes I’m livin’ the dream Close your eyes we’re under the lids Selling shadows to feed the substance Feel the pounding under your lids Tonight doesn’t know the pretense
10.
I wish I had just a little more time For camaro screams & ice cream dreams To feel the wind in my hair and close my eyes and feel a slice of paradise Let’s take a nap together Like herds of a feather Let’s burnout together Like Candles in The Weather Too many choices Too many names Shut your eyes and you’ll burst into flames Let’s take a nap together Like herds of a feather Let’s burnout together Like Candles in The Weather Let’s take a nap together Like herds of a feather Sleep forever Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Success, success | Success, success Success, success | Success, success I can see the whites of your eyes I can see the whites of your eyes
11.
Robotic luddite, you kiss just like a crucifix Automatic stylite, go fish with your ethics Romantic troglodyte, your necklace is a bodice Your eyes caught by the lack of light, you piss on the mattress Full of spit and out of spite, you hiss without finesse The world is turning but you don't know how And you think it's cool that you don't know how Like it or not you're standing in line At the back by your own design Robotic luddite, you kiss just like a crucifix Narcotic socialite, your heart is filled with shit Don' t take your time Shake your ass while you're still in your prime Make up you're mind Just shake that ass real fine Keep it going
12.
I'm the right place I'm the right time you get yours I'll get mine I'm the right place I'm the right time don't give up go stand in line you could be happy or die die die have some faith I'll eat you alive I'm the right face I'm so fine let's get together and stand in line I think you're pretty I guess I'll sigh you keep your space I'll keep your spine Does it matter what you do Lightning strikes where it wants to No matter how much you might chew Scenery still clouds the view Is it really up to you You can try if you want to Play it straight or go askew Use a nail or use a screw Does it matter what you do Lightning strikes where it wants to Hey, you, over there Do you want to go somewhere Just stop having so much fun And you just might get to be someone Sit around and wait some more If you're good enough you might get a reward Just keep waiting and waiting and waiting... People who eat people are the luckiest people I'm the right place I'm the right time

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​On May 11th, local post-punk outfit Dirty Dancing will be releasing their second LP That for This ​through GLOSS Records. Led by primary songwriter Eric Schoen, the band has seen innumerable lineup changes in its decade-long existence. The current lineup of Schoen (Guitar/Lead vocals), Neil Larson (Guitar/Vocals), Max Williamson (Bass/Vocals), and Travis McDonnell (Drums) coalesced in the fall of 2017 to begin work on ​That for This​ with producer Harrison Colby.
The year and a half of on-again, off-again recording sessions formed the album’s raw, angular sound -- with stark and multi-faceted statements on chance, loss, love, and consumerism. “The entire music experience, from performing to buying and selling records, is a transaction between audience and artist, like an abstract conversation,” says Schoen. This kind of detached stoicism permeates the band’s sound. Songs like “Right Place, Right Time,” to “Winning” with its screamed chorus of “To win you gotta beat someone,” showcases the band’s unique blend of deadpan lyrics with twangy, percussive guitar.

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released May 10, 2019

Eric Schoen: main vocals, guitar, and writing
Neil Larson: back-up vocals & guitar
Max Williamson: back-up vocals & bass
Travis McDonnell: back-up vocals, drums, bottle, and can
Harrison Colby: keyboard and engineer

Produced by Dirty Dancing & Harrison Colby

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