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Vocals, piano – Susan Hwang
Backing vocals – Leslie Graves, Julie Delano
Guitar – Matt Menold
Bass – Mark Ospovat
Drums – Adam Amram
Trombone – Cecil Scheib
Guest vocals Track #4 - Andrew Katz

All songs written by Susan Hwang except for “Don’t Give Up On Me” by Dan Penn, Bucky Hoy Linsey, Carson Whitsett); “Trap Door” by Matt Menold and “This Will Be Our Year” by written Chris White.

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released February 14, 2015

Recorded and mixed by Mark Ospovat at Emandee Studios in Brooklyn. Special thanks to Brian Speaker – SpeakerSonic and Casey Holford – Golden Rule Studio.
Mastered by Charlie Nieland.
Cover art by Storm Garner

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Track Name: Girl Pool
They take dictation in the girl pool.
They say that Satan has a girl pool.
Lots of denial in the girl pool.
Just show up and smile in the girl pool.

They say you can adjust to those dark conditions.
Just do what you’re told and take what you’re given.
But the chocolates never make you quite numb
enough not to feel it when they treat you like you’re dumb.
The devil is assisted by god-loving girls in the girl pool.

The Devil is assisted by girls who love god and Christmas,
singing sweetly about Jesus just once a year.
But is it evil to help evil when you can’t understand what you hear?
Whether it’s futures or derivatives.
We don’t really give a darn, what it is.

Phyllis Junick, Margaret Langan, Jeanine Diorio
Gail Malone Sharon Murphy. Trisha Balsamello
Virginia Foley, Joanie O’Neill, Donna Ingargiola Mustafa and me.
God bless us all and have mercy on our souls.

We of the girl pool.

Evil, it pays the rent,
but you pay in boredom and time spent
laughing at jokes you don’t think are funny.
That’s the price you pay for the money
in the girl pool.
Track Name: Illusions
Money is for spending
Why bother pretending
Your body’s not for feeling.
Give it something good.

Bonbons are for eating
As long as he is treating
Satisfaction is too fleeting
To do what you should.

I’ve got illusions
I’m gonna lose 'em.
That’s what they’re there for.

So the way out
naivete’s not
always respectable.

I’ve got to be here
all flesh and blood and 3 dimensional.

I found the way out
my mama’s belly
without pretention (Just like you).

So Gimmegimmegimme gimme
the best of these dimensions.

Wild oats are for sowing
Secrets are for knowing
Just climb into a cab
And tell the man to drive.

Life is for the living
Rules are for the breaking
Your hearts will do the same
no matter how you try

I’ve got illusions
I’m gonna use them.
That’s what they’re there for.
Track Name: Jimmy
What will it be today Jimmy?
You’re lookin’ fine.
Tell me I look like new money
Say it one more time.
You wake up, kiss yourself, complain that you’re tired all the time
oh no It’s not all those girls you keep lying to now Jimmy…

Hey have you seen Jimmy, said he’d meet me at nine.
No but if I see him I’ll tell him that you stopped by.
It happens to everyone, you wait for him for an hour alone.
If anyone ever needed a phone, it’s Jimmy.

Hey you won’t buy him a cider
He can’t believe you won’t buy him a cider
He’ll always tip but it’s a big production
He acts like it hurts, it’s a big production

Don’t you say Elvis was a racist
He knows for a fact Elvis wasn’t a racist
He’s lived in Bushwick since before it was Bushwick
He’s been lived in Bushwick since it was Bedstuy.

He’ll always take the carrot, the chocolate’s too dry.
And he likes giving Carly a hard time.

A woman being twirled by a man is the most beauty this world allows. It’s called dancing, not the shit they do now.
Yeah Jimmy.
Track Name: Don't Give Up On Me
If I fall short
If I don’t make the grade
If your expectations aren’t met in me today
There’s always tomorrow and tomorrow night.
Hang in there Baby, it’s gonna be, it’s gonna be alright.

Don’t give up on me.
don’t want you to.
I know it’s late, but please, just wait.

Here in my heart.
I know I was wrong.
Try to make amends for the love that I never did show.
Don’t give up on me.
Every word is true.
I give you my everything, all my love to you.

Don’t give up on me.
I don’t want you to.

I know it’s late. But please...
Track Name: She Didn't Like Me
Don’t you know, she didn’t like me

She thought I was a slut
But so is everyone
Every girl is every thing
But funny she, still took it personally

When she was feeling a little less than generous she’d say,

"Woe be it to anyone who would fall for you."

Don’t you know, she didn’t like me (She never, she never)

She thought I was a slut.
And I won’t say I’m not.
Every girl is every thing
But funny she, still took it personally
When she was feeling a little less than generous she’d say...
Track Name: Trap Door
On a couch, drunk at a party in my friend's apartment,
I knew at a glance, something was right.
We talked about the things we didn't like and all the things we wanted to see.

You're a trap door,
and I'm falling through the floor,
falling faster than I've fallen before.
I'm just fine biding my time
until I climb up to find more.

About a week later in a bar downtown,
I saw him again at a table of strangers.
On his way back from the bathroom
he stopped by to say hi. That was all I got.

You're a trap door,
and I'm falling through the floor,
falling faster than I've fallen before.
I'm just fine biding my time
until I climb up to find more.

I want more.