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Sunsets & Night Sweats

by Dirt Friends

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Sunsets and Night Sweats was recorded
live in two different houses at the end of
2015/beginning of 2016.

Recorded and mixed by Jordan Prather at
Commercial Appeal Records

Mastered by Jim Blackwood at AZPM Mastering

Album photography by Emery Mott

Art design by Josh Cruce

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released June 24, 2016

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Dirt Friends is:
Nick Livak - keys/vocals
Nick Scala - guitar/vocals
Scott Sims - guitar/vocals
Emery Mott - bass guitar
Josh Cruce - drums

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Track Name: My Guts
i'm gonna stay here and stick with my guts on this one
and pray over all my loved ones
i'm not sure, but i don't want to follow you around no more
i'm gonna sit here and fill up my head with nice things
and go after all my pipe dreams
i don't care, i'm not gonna take another trip back there

oh again with the shakes
older women and a lack of restraint
hold back tijuana, tell me what i couldn't think of
car crashes, cigarettes, and everything keeps coming back up
and oh do you think we can table this
i don't want to say no and chain smoke
and i don't want to pray now
you little fucking rain cloud
you tried to slow me down but baby
i don't think it's unfair
to get by in that sink hole
i'm not here if i don't tell other people
and all these jacked up pervs they keep telling me i better shape up
of all the cold blooded bitches she's the only one i ever think of

i'm gonna stay here and stick with my guts on this one
and pray over all my loved ones
i'm not sure, but i don't want to follow you around no more
i'm gonna sit here and fill up my head with nice things
and go after all my pipe dreams
i don't care, i'm not gonna take another trip back there, no
Track Name: Dry Spell
welcome to the black widow show
where everyone is full of it
where a shady hot black night is creeping by,
with strangers on my side
she's a cocktail waitress, she moonlights as a drunk mans oasis
what a catch
what a mess
she's poisonous

no electricity, static, moon you'll be my buddy
cosmic chemistry, you always end up siding with the younger me,
my enemy
i couldn't get you off my mind, so i watched predator like fifteen times
and i'm stuck
here again
what a mess

welcome back to the black widow show
another couple dollar bottle of wine
you say you feel sick, but i think you feel just fine
it's been a dry heat for weeks
another dry spell crept up on me
i won't last
what a mess
the poison sank in
Track Name: Easy
hey baby, where are the single ladies hanging out lately?
i want to know
and maybe, if you got a second to spare,
we can go somewhere more private,
and get the hell out of here

okay, you just need a little more space
there's nothing worse than trying to fake it
all this running around is bringing me down
so listen, yeah honey just listen
if it doesn't mean anything,
then what are you crying about?
and why am i so damn strung out?

it always makes me smile when i think about how you've been missing me
well i've been missing you too after every couple drinks

hey baby, where are the single ladies hanging out lately?
i want to know
we'd all like to know

you know i've always tried my best to take the easy way out,
but the easy way out was never a breeze
you know i've always tried so hard to go the honesty route,
but the honesty route didn't work out for me
it always makes me smile when i think about how you've been missing me
i've been missing you too after every stupid drink or two
Track Name: Dump 'Em Out
i've got my fake gold chains and some kids piggy bank
we hit it big, we're gonna' celebrate
walking out with the green gatorades and some 40's
and everything is falling into place today

she's looking hot, got a sweaty top, she's gonna dump them kitties out
it's alright, she's got her corn rows pulled back tight
she's gonna' roller blade to my place tonight

she told me she's not afraid of ghosts anymore
she's not afraid of no ghosts anymore

i'm gonna work my wage, i'm gonna fight in my weight class
i gave up on apologies
i'm gonna act my age, i'm gonna' shave this mustache,
and hide all my bad qualities
'cause she's not afraid of no ghosts anymore
'cause she's not afraid of no ghosts anymore
she's not afraid of anything, except for me

oh no i didn't know you felt that way, i'm gonna blow my paycheck,
and blame the bad economy
wait there baby let me figure this out let me push things around
yeah, just blend in with your family

i'm gonna work my wage, i'm gonna fight in my weight class
i gave up on apologies
i'm gonna act my age i'm gonna shave this mustache,
and hide all my bad qualities
'cause she's not afraid of no ghosts anymore
she's not afraid of no ghosts anymore
'cause she's not afraid of anything, except for me
Track Name: Shit Cologne
i'm on my own again
i'm stuck on my own i threw out my phone again
well you told me not to stay out all night
but the drinks are cheap and they taste alright
and my drunk ass'll turn the broken jukebox on
and it will kind of play some shitty stupid song

i know you have your dreams
you might be the worst but who doesn't want nice things?
i heard you call me on your speaker phone in the cheap hotel,
you got your tv on
and i heard that fucker with the broken arm
in the background telling me just how pretty you are

you set yourself up to succeed
find a good man with nice clothes and more sober needs
because it hurts me so just to see you go
with the fun sized fucker in his shit cologne
and my $200 couldn't bring you home
so i'm staying out until the night comes back around

no, i don't think so, i don't think anyone could be so cold
no, i don't think so, i don't think that i could ever sink so low
but it would kill me not to try
to chew through this dirt when i'm tied up and buried alive

this isn't art
this isn't classical
i play piano, but i play it like an asshole would
and i can't sing, i never thought i could
i'll cough and stop and spit up blood just like a fucking jerk
Track Name: N.S.O.B.
i gave my belongings to a kid at the mall
you take care of my things and i'll score you alcohol
i'm getting rich quick and i'm moving abroad
i've got a friend in nebraska, and he makes bank selling cars, and he owes me
i got a hot little mama with a body that quit
she said she'd take me to st. louis if i fathered her kids, well i might go,
yeah who knows
i always thought i'd be a dad and maybe this is it
we can have some little brats who just do stupid shit
and we gotta' love them for some reason

well i hope there'll always be somebody for me
i always saw myself on the beach with a babe and drink

i want a steady stream of women who are out of my league
who can help me decide that family life just ain't for me
and then i fell asleep on the train and i dreamed of a world
where i had a perfect wife, with twin boys and a girl
they all love fitness, we all play tennis
and that's the woman i want she lives inside of the screen
so i'm going to l.a. where i can find my beauty queen, i hope she's swedish
or maybe i'm changing my mind i guess i'm going back home
there's a women who swears she just can't sleep alone
that's what she told me, she fucking wrote me

well i hope there'll always be somebody for me
i always saw myself on a beach getting served like a king
Track Name: Little Shoe
my little shoe she's the one
she keeps me on the run everyday
my little shoe's just afraid
that all these aches and pains won't go away
admired and neglected or needed and mistreated
she wants day to be night and night to day
her fear of being lonely has led to a series of imaginary escapes

my little shoe she's the one
she keeps me on the run everyday
my little shoe's just afraid
that all these aches and pains won't go away

está rota, buscando, quedando en barco
celebrando lo que hay
no hay luz no hay luna no hay nada que hago
solo sigo con felicidad

well you told me not to lie. i know you say it all the time
but that's the difference between some fight and goodnight
Track Name: Chili Dogs
chili dogs and plenty to drink
it's just the right amount of happiness i need
but it couldn't hurt to find someone willing
to waste some time with me
come around when i'm back on my feet
take some time to fully explain your meddling
and yeah i know it's gotta' be shitty
but that's just how i'm prone to think

help yourself to all of my faults
keep me up until all of my neighbors call
it's supposed to be some one time thing
like we both don't care at all
there's a limit to how much you can sink
there's a limit to how much you think that you should drink
and you never end up going home with the woman that you wanted it to be

you're always saying what you need
and you're always saying what you wanted it to be
i can fantasize with you for the weekend
but who's looking out for me?
other than the demons that saved me from living too long
Track Name: Night Cap
well the doctor says that i should stay off my feet
to take advice like that is impossible for me
'cause i'm always on the run
women want somebody mean
that's what my older brother says to me
oh he got it from a magazine
probably from the pile that he keeps underneath the sink

for all the roads i know
i'd take it just to get out now
what's another forty bucks?
if it's a ticket out i'll leave right now

is it a night cap if it's morning?
is it a fist fight if you don't swing back?
it's not a white lie if i was blacked out
if it's a ticket out of this shitty town
then i'll take it just to get out now

give me another sign
say something that might ease my mind
you said you'd never need me
we'll add it to the list of shit i don't believe in
i've had enough of this
oh, i would do anything to get out now
i would burn this slum to the ground
if it's a ticket out of this goddam town
then i'll take it just to get out now
Track Name: Mrs. Mystery
here we are
i've always had a bit of a phantom limb for a heart
and i was looking for someone to get my greasy fingers on
you set 'em up to break,
but your shadow went away when the night came back
i tried to find some nicer girls but we always walk like criminals
and they can tell that we don't got money

all I want is some dirty birds to get old with me
to control these primitive needs
and all i feel is coming back so quietly
i've been there, done that, and i don't want none of that anymore
she doesn't have a lot, but i don't really give a fuck
i've got a black-eyed girl and i wouldn't trade her if she begged me
mrs. mystery, sordid history, she's from that soccer team in the city
show me how to move my feet