Lungs, My Heart. Blood, My Stomach.

by The Bedsit Infamy

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Indie pop filtered through the Cure, with a layer of melancholy that sits on top of pop beats. ~ Denver Westword

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released April 1, 2008

Billy Bedsit: Vox, Guitar, Keys, Bass, Drums, Percussion
Brad Turner: Bass, Keys

Cover art Sara Armijo

Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music. (Dismemberment Plan, Sufjan Stevens, Trans Am, LCD Sound System)

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The Bedsit Infamy fuses the sounds of college radio favorites like the Smiths and I.R.S. Records-era R.E.M. with the gumball synths of early MTV staples by the Cars and Talking Heads. Billy Armijo's shimmering guitar work and Brad Turner's Motown-inspired bass patterns drive the tunes out of your speakers and into your heart. ... more

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Track Name: Audrey
Audrey, we can’t keep doing this forever.
Audrey, some say that you’re a ghost, ridiculous, I know.
Audrey, the crowd is waiting for you.
Audrey, such a short-lived life.

Audrey, I’m not sure if she ever loved you.
Audrey, some say that you’re living in a dream.
Audrey, over exposed on a movie screen.
Audrey, it hurts, oh I know.

And we’ve never been here before.
Audrey, are you sleeping?
Audrey, unlock the door, I can’t hear you anymore,
Audrey unlock the door, can you hear me?

Audrey, I’m not sure who you are tonite.
Oh, Audrey, everyone has something to say, I know.
Audrey, you will be a star.
Audrey, she had your face and your lips and your eyes,
I swear.

Somehow we’ve never been here before.
Audrey, are you listening?
Audrey, unlock the door, I can’t hear you anymore,
Audrey, unlock the door, can you hear me?

And it goes on and on and on…

Audrey, unlock the door, I can’t hear you anymore,
Audrey, unlock the door, can you hear me?

Audrey, unlock the door, I can’t hear you anymore,
Audrey, unlock the door, can you hear me?
Track Name: First Day
Don’t take me away!
I know my clothes don’t match!

My mom made my lunch today.
Hot pink shorts and lost,
Doesn’t make me a catch.

Dreaming all nite about sixth grade.
First day, only 5,000 to go!

Those kids took my books away.
Go see the dean,
What the hell is a dean?

Praying all nite I’d wake up dead.

Don’t take me away!
I know my clothes don’t match!

Dreaming all nite about sixth grade.
First day, only 5,000 to go!

Oh, I’ll keep trying. I’ll keep trying
I’ll keep trying.
Track Name: Dear Paul
Dear paul, I’m writing you for a favor,
I found your address in a book
Of celebrities

I was wondering if you knew how to get a hold of Helen
I promise I’m no psycho
Just obsessed with her

Oh, dear paul, I know that I’m asking an awful lot of you
But I don’t want her fan club
Or a note return to sender

I’m just a fourteen year old boy
What could I do?
What could I possibly do to her?

I live with my parents and I watch her movies everyday
They don’t understand, so…

I need to speak to her
I need to sing to her
Please, I wrote this song for her.

Oh, dear paul, helen’s address is unlisted
But I know that you two work
Together everyday

I didn’t like your character in “Aliens”
But I’m willing to forget
If you give me her number

I’m just a boy with acne scars on his face and back
What could I possibly do?

I need to speak to her.
I need to sing to her.
Please, I wrote this song for her.
Track Name: Another Missed Opportunity In The Dairy Aisle
I see you on Wednesdays, I notice your name tag,
“I’m new around here.”
Fill up your grocery cart, scared to catch your eyes.
I’m a fool, dear.

I see you down aisle one, “ You’re young enough to be my son.”
Is my inhaler near?
“I’ve seen you at the Sneak, I noticed your stained teeth.”

She doesn’t know, I’m bound by sex and acidophilus.
“ I get what I want,”
Fight my bodies responses, yeah.
Oh, and it takes a lot.
Oh, and it takes a lot,
When you’ve got a stomach condition.
I’ve got to clean the floor.
I’ve got to make up my mind
“Just shut the cooler door!”
and I don’t know what the hell I’m waiting for…

And does that ring on your finger mean anything?
If not, let’s have some fun.
Track Name: Red Lights
I see the red lights of the city and your gum
Is still stuck on my feet
I can’t go on.

I smell the nite air of the city,
make believe
That I’m making the scene and everyone
Wants to be
Me.

I am the worst of my kind
Eventually,
I knew you’d wake up and see.
Don’t you see?
Don’t
You see?

I see the red lights in your eyes
And I know
That you want to go,
So go. So go.
(oh no)

I know the things that you say,
It’s cos you’re young.
It’s so easy to be mean,
When you’re young.
It’s not so hard to be mean.

I’ve made a few bad decisions
So that I
Might sing convincingly.
Do you
Believe
Me?

I see the red lights of the city and your gum won’t come off my feet,
I can’t go on, I can’t go on
I won’t go on.

I’ve cheated and lied
I’ve made my mother cry
I broke your heart and I came back for more
I lied to your face as you cried for the truth
I used you up
I wanted something new
And you hurt ones youknow
And you learn as you grow.
But it always comes
It comes back to you.
It comes back to you.
Track Name: Virginia, Lay Your Hands Upon Me
Virginia, lay your hands upon me.
Virginia, I am unwell, please hold me.
And in the dark, the air is heavy.
In the dark, I’m paralyzed and sweaty.

Virginia, speak in tongues and heal me.
My lungs are gasping and they’re wheezy.
“sleep still and dream, be quiet, little boy,
my hands will soothe your little pigeons chest.”

Today, medicine won’t do, oh no!
Today, when I sing, I sing, for you.

“ It’s not too late? (I’m gone)
“ It’s much too late” (you’re gone)
Track Name: Fall On
I’d rather walk than take the muni.
So you could trip on a crack
and we could have a laugh.

I’m not sure I’ll do well this semester.
Maybe have a heart attack,
From this heavy back pack.

I’d rather not stare at your pictures, that’s too much to ask.
Besides, “I know I’m no John Cusack.”

I haven’t forgotten about San Francisco.
“ I don’t want you to leave me here.”
I haven’t forgotten about the airport.
“ Come October, you will see me.”

Pay for the cab, we had some laughs.

( know I’ll let you down. Know I’ll be around. I could kill you. Know I’ll be left out)

it’s a major flaw.
Track Name: I've Built You Up In My Mind (and You're Nothing Like It)
I know somebody
I know they won’t speak

So I try to hide
That I don’t think of you when you’re down
So I try to hide
That I don’t need you when you’re down.

I can still smell the soap
And it feels
Just like years ago.

So I try to hide
That I don’t think of you when you’re down
So I try to hide
That I don’t need you when you’re down.

Yellow dress unfolding in the back of the car.
And your paints are drying on your pale arms.

I know you won’t write me
Your letters carry the salt from the sea.

So I try to hide
That I don’t think of you when you’re gone
How I try to hide
That I need you when you’re gone.
Track Name: The Airport, the Hospital and Mexico (Part II)
Connective tissues torn
Concrete won’t forgive
Hospital on the hill
Today, my heart stood still

Mother’s blood will mix
With glass and stone and sticks
One second, one hour
Driver’s lost their power

na, na, na, na

This airport is so cold
Surgeons’ knife will slip
Mexico by morning
Mom, can you hear me calling?

na, na, na, na

I will follow
(she calls again)
I will follow
(she calls again, again, again)
Track Name: Diapause
Don’t wake me from my slumber
All the leaves have dried.

I won’t speak to another
It’s cold, too cold outside.

And when there’s no more water
Or blood to suck dry.
I will hide in cracks of plaster.
Buried alive in bone
I refuse to die.

Saw away the mold
And dust away the pieces.

I’m still alive.