Ice Cream Desire

by The Whereabouts

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Recorded in Andy Gardikas' spare bedroom, and mastered in Dan Mckim's primary bedroom, we are proud to present a high quality STEREO (that's right, we fancy) album for your listening pleasure. With songs about ice cream, burning castles, casino prostitutes, Caribbean cruises, douche-bag neighbors, gypsies, sunny days, and living, this album will allow you to sample and digest our journey through the previous 2 years of our fledgling band's adventures.

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released June 26, 2014

Written and performed by Christopher Griffith, Andy Gardikas, Andrew Talley, Tim von Gremp, and Josh Ahrens. Produced by Christopher Griffith and Daniel McKim.

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At a time when rock’n’roll has become an ironic term, and bands have been replaced by wannabe celebrities whose live appearances are scripted marketing events, The Whereabouts want to remind you what rock music was all about in the first place: Not an onramp to Hollywood, but a road trip to wherever we end up. ... more

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Track Name: Movement
I feel like something is slipping away.
I feel like something is slipping away.
Or maybe something's just headed my way,
And I don't know what it is.

I feel a change rising up in the air.
I feel a change rising up in the air.
I open my mouth and inhale with care,
But I can't quite let a breath in.

I feel a movement rising up in the air.
I feel a movement rising up in the air.
I feel that movement is headed your way,
And I don't know where it came from.

I feel there's something riding in this here song.
I feel there's something riding in this here song.
If you don't get it maybe you don't belong,
Because the sound it makes is laughing.

I feel a movement rising up in the air.
I feel a movement rising up in the air.
I feel that movement is headed your way,
And I don't know where it came from.

I see our children are playing today.
I see our children are playing today.
Ten thousand people with so much to say,
And we can't tell them to stop now.
Track Name: Misty Mauve
It's a smokey afternoon.
She walks by in an evening dress
That's made of roses and wine,
Spun from wool of the darkest night.

Was it all planned, this coincidental rendezvous,
Or is it insolent fate that forces me to you?
Come around from that table of high stakes roulette,
Because now's your chance to prove that you're a safe bet.

In the misty mauve of casino light,
You look at me like the price is right.
Come on, come on, come on,
Who do you think you're fooling tonight?
In the morning, when you see the light,
I'll be out of sight.

In the dingy hotel room, she unveils in the misty mauve, behind her glitter and glam, a sense of maimed and contradicted suave.
Artificial light illuminates our 8 ball dance, while her superficial love fuels our fake romance.
And while I haven't determined this to be, quite yet,
I'm guessing this investment is a loosing bet.

In the misty mauve of casino light,
You look at me like the price is right.
Come on, come on, come on,
Who do you think you're fooling tonight?
In the morning, when you see the light,
I'll be out of sight.

In the misty mauve of casino light,
You look at me like the price is right.
Come on, come on, come on,
Who do you think you're fooling tonight?
In the morning, when you see the light,
I'll be out of this...

Misty mauve, where the time is ripe to pick your addictions and waste your life.
The sun never sets on a casino night,
But by morning when you see the light, I'll be out of sight.
Track Name: Burn The Castle
A cold dark castle awaits in the night,
Moonlight leans against it.
A thousand people with voices for might,
March slowly towards its fences.
An ancient army of souls will unite,
No longer self-defenseless.
In a tribal yell they confide,
And the walls come crashing down.

Infiltrate, infiltrate, light your torches, burn the castle.
Infiltrate, infiltrate, light your torches, burn the castle.

These false prophets have all got to go,
Tie a brick to their ankles and throw them overboard.
Pull out your megaphones,
And scream a million tragedies or so.

Infiltrate, infiltrate, light your torches, burn the castle.
Infiltrate, infiltrate, light your torches, burn the castle.

Burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn!
Burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn!
Burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn!
Burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn!

Infiltrate, infiltrate, light your torches, burn the castle.
Infiltrate, infiltrate, light your torches, burn the castle.
Track Name: Lady Luck
© 2015 The Whereabouts


Lady luck where have you gone?
You've left me all alone.
Those things I did to you were wrong,
Please come back home.

Well, things are looking up for me
Despite this same old plight, you see,
I've got good things headed my way.
Got a five in my back pocket and a six string in my hand,
Seven days a week to play, ain't life just grand!

I played a dive bar show for a five dollar bill
Sang songs of old and new.
Got a ticket in the parking lot,
Why this happens, I've no clue!

Things are looking up for me
Despite this same old plight, you see,
I've got good things headed my way.
Got a five in my back pocket and a six string in my hand,
Seven days a week to play, ain't life just grand!

There's only two things in life I want,
I wish upon a star.
To hold you in my arms again,
And this here old guitar.

Lady luck where have you gone?
You've left me all alone.
Those things I did to you were wrong,
Please come back home.

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Lady luck, welcome home,
Take me by the hand.
I will treat you right this time,
And life will be just grand.
Track Name: Gypsy King
I'm living life like a gypsy king,
I've got five dollars and a diamond ring.
Gave the ring to a woman who stole my heart,
Lot my money playing poker, now I'm back at the start.

I'll pack up all my things and go,
Headed north to the land of the snow.

I'm a gypsy king, that's no lie.
I ain't got much money, but I've sure got style.

Now I ran across an old man who came from the grind,
He asked me for a cigarette, if I wouldn't mind.
As his smoke spun in circles, a dance in the sky,
He told me a story that could make you cry
Of a love so sweet and true,
He lost her in a whirlwind while he was marching with the troops.

I'm a gypsy king, he said, and I like your style.
Sing me a song, please, and make me smile.

So I sing for the wise men, I sing for the trees.
I sing for the young ones and the birds and the bees.
I sing for the mountains and I sing for the seas,
'Cause that's the calling of a gypsy king.

I sing for the wise men, I sing for the trees.
I sing for the young ones and the birds and the bees.
I sing for the mountains and I sing for the seas,
'Cause that's the calling of a gypsy king.
Track Name: Ice Cream Desire
I scream desire!
Ice cream baby!
You're hot as fire,
So lick it lady!

Let me hear you scream!
Let me hear you shout!
For some whipped cream!
Some vanilla bean!

I'll lick it real good...

I scream desire!
Ice cream baby!
You're hot as fire,
So get some lady!

Let me hear you scream!
Let me hear you shout!
For some whipped cream!
It'll make you scream, like,

Whoah, I scream desire,
Whoah, ice cream baby!
Whoah, it's deep inside her,
Yeah!

Whoah, I scream desire,
Whoah, ice cream baby!
Whoah, it's deep inside her,
Yeah!
Track Name: High Time
Well, its hard to find shelter when you don't have a home, whoah.
Yeah, its hard to find shelter when you don't have a home, no.
Yeah, its hard to find a place to rest these weary bones, yeah
Yeah, its hard to find shelter when you don't have a place called home, no

Well, its hard to find a lover when you don't love yourself, no
Well, its hard to find a lover when you don't love yourself, no
Well, who's gonna love you when you're kicking at their door? Yeah...
Well, its hard to find a lover when you don't love yourself, yeah

Well its high time you love yourself,
Because you don't love no one else.
And its high time, you threw your hate, Into the wishing well.
And its high time you came back home,
Yeah, your brothers and your sisters tell.
And its high time you love yourself,
Or you'll find it's a living hell.

I'll tell you a story about a man who killed himself.
You might find this reminds you of yourself.
Well he had to be free but he threw away the key,
Got a job in outside sales.
He's still living but the man he was is dead, yeah.

Well its high time you love yourself,
Because you don't love no one else.
And its high time, you threw your hate, Into the wishing well.
And its high time you came back home,
Yeah, your brothers and your sisters tell.
And its high time you love yourself,
Or you'll find it's a living hell.

Well its high time you love yourself,
Because you don't love no one else.
And its high time, you threw your hate, Into the wishing well.
And its high time you came back home,
Yeah, your brothers and your sisters tell.
And its high time you love yourself,
Or you'll find it's a living hell.
Track Name: Truth or Dare
Green lights paint the night beneath a blood red moon.
To the sound of motor cars a night owl wakes too soon.
He reaches for the blooming stars, the hours follow suit.
It takes some time, but soon they're high, no gravity can ruin.

Back alley smooching with a New York gang,
That's how the smooth talkers play the game.
Spotlights searching for they don't know what,
Cops in cars with a dope-scoping mutt.
Helicopters, night-stalkers, sin and pain,
Raining down a-plenty on a southern cali train.
Kicking and a-shootin for the white-light-might,
And all the while, you're staying so
Outta sight.

Yeah, you can't stop shootin when your head is underground,
Duck and cover when the cops come around.
Your mommy's in the kitchen with a cooking knife,
Your daddy's six feet under 'cause a killer took his life.
The sirens are a-comin and the well is running dry,
The man is in the corner waiting for the rest to die.
There ain't no point in talking when the barrel's in the air,
You better pull the trigger when you're playing truth or dare.

Dark night's coming with a knock-knock, KICK,
Paying dimes for their crimes to make them stick.
Selling dreams for cash, no one's got a chance,
We're the only winners in this eight ball dance!

Helicopters, night-stalkers, sin and pain,
Raining down a-plenty on a southern cali train.
Kicking and a-shootin for the white-light-might,
And all the while, you're staying so
Outta sight.

The sky awakes, a sea of dawn stretches on the bay.
She bats away a flock of birds, like morning she won't stay.
She leaves behind a group of men, as fog-lights fill the air.
It brings a frown, but still they drown in smog of truth or dare.

You can't stop shootin when your head is underground,
Duck and cover when the cops come around.
Your mommy's in the kitchen with a cooking knife,
Your daddy's six feet under 'cause a killer took his life.
The sirens are a-comin and the well is running dry,
The man is in the corner waiting for the rest to die.
There ain't no point in talking when the barrel's in the air,
You better pull the trigger when you're playing truth or dare.

Dark night's coming with a knock-knock, KICK,
Paying dimes for their crimes to make them stick.
Selling dreams for cash, no one's got a chance,
We're the only winners in this eight ball dance!
Track Name: Noise Complaint
Bad decisions, that's how I roll,
Like Christopher Columbus on his far-fetched goal.
I rock on a stage, while you work in a box,
I'm checking the levels while you're checking the stocks.

Noise complaints like stones at saints,
I'm tired of being your martyr.
If you've got a problem with the way I live,
I'll tell you this for starters,
I've got ninety-nine problems, yeah you know it's true,
But my biggest one lies solely with you.
I've you want to know what it's like to me,
Then you've got to let live, and live, to be free.

Ten thousand songs and still I'm wrong,
To hell with your noise complaints.
I sleep on a California king because I like to think optimistically.

Noise complaints like stones at saints,
I'm tired of being your martyr.
If you've got a problem with the way I live,
I'll tell you this for starters,
I've got ninety-nine problems, yeah you know it's true,
But my biggest one lies solely with you.
I've you want to know what it's like to me,
Then you've got to let live, and live, to be free.

Noise complaints like stones at saints,
I'm tired of being your martyr.
If you've got a problem with the way I live,
I'll tell you this for starters,
I've got ninety-nine problems, yeah you know it's true,
But my biggest one lies solely with you.
I've you want to know what it's like to me,
Then you've got to let live, and live, to be free.
Track Name: Judgement
Slippin on by and does it fit my shoes, I'm lost at sea again.
Driftin on over the edge once more, when I cannot find a friend.
To pick me up, and tell me I've done wrong.
But who knows wrong from right, when everybody else is gone.

Let the judgement pass, let the gavel land,
There's no point in fighting when there's no where left to stand.
There's no option left, no where left to hide.
Let the judgement pass, let the gavel land,
There's no point in fighting when there's no where left to stand.
Go on make your verdict, I'm already dying from inside.
Inside, inside, inside, inside.
Inside, inside, inside, inside.

Every man is an island, but society's a sea.
And sometimes it feels like the water, is rising over me.
Someone man the lifeboat and prepare to disengage.
But the captain's going nowhere when he's overcome with rage.

Let the judgement pass, let the gavel land,
There's no point in fighting when there's no where left to stand.
There's no option left, no where left to hide.
Let the judgement pass, let the gavel land,
There's no point in fighting when there's no where left to stand.
Go on make your verdict, I'm already dying from inside.
Inside, inside, inside, inside.
Inside, inside, inside, inside.

And you're still looking down at me like everything is fine.
And you're still talking down to me like I'm the one who crossed the line!
Who are you to say that these wounds will heal in time?
And the good times only come when the star are aligned!

I'm dead inside (dead inside), dead inside (dead inside), dead inside (dead inside), dead inside (dead inside)
Track Name: Sunny Days N' Livin
When you look up at the stars at night,
And you tell someone you'll be by their side,
When you want to run a mile just to feel alive,
And you stop worrying just to ask yourself, why.

Have you ever sang a song, just to see what it's like?
Or embraced your lover to feel satisfied.
Well, maybe you should try it sometime, and you just might find,
The best things in life are free.
So divine.

Sunny days and livin. Sunny days and livin.

When you taste the rain as it falls from the sky,
And stop to smell a rose before you pass it by,
When you feel the breeze blowing through your hair,
As you stroll along the beach, without a single care.

Have you ever sang a song, just to see what it's like?
Or embraced your lover to feel satisfied.
Well, maybe you should try it sometime, and you just might find,
The best things in life are free.
So divine.

Fighting to refine the way I spend my precious time.
Living for the day, and not just another dime.
Well, some people try, and some people die
But these sunny days are worth the fight,
All else aside, I'll ride alive, these waves of life with just one tide.

Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Sunny days and livin.
Track Name: Caribbean Seas
Riding this cruise ship, I'm all alone.
Can't think about nothing, except my lonely bones.
Everybody's got someone, and I've got none.
This cruise ship's lonely, when its supposed to be fun.

Caribbean seas, waves crashing on the beach.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.
Caribbean seas, fish sparkle on the reef.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.

I've got the money, and I've got the time.
I ain't no pirate, but the world is blind.
Some call me crazy, and they might be right,
But my sunglasses, keep my eyes from sight.

Caribbean seas, waves crashing on the beach.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.
Caribbean seas, fish sparkle on the reef.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.

Take me far away from home.
Feed me more than I can store.
Drop me off at ports, and let me wear short shorts,
But most of all just let me be.

Caribbean seas, waves crashing on the beach.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.
Caribbean seas, fish sparkle on the reef.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.

Caribbean seas, waves crashing on the beach.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.
Caribbean seas, fish sparkle on the reef.
Caribbean seas, when love is out of reach.
Track Name: Journey To Santa Cruz
A city by the seaside in a fog of mystery.
Forests that echo me, that's where I want to stay.

We can go far, anywhere we please.
We can go far, on our golden wings.

No one can find us when we're out there in the trees.
Pillars of nature and that gentle blowing breeze.
Scenic grandeur of youthful desire, fit for peace.
The fellowship continues in its search for nobility.

We can go far, anywhere we please.
We can go far, on our golden wings.

Eventually the tide falls back into its home the sea.
Signaling to those of us that our time is nigh to cease.
Though we want to stay forever in this city by the sea,
We strap on our golden wings and fly away and sing,

We can go far, anywhere we please.
We can go far, on our golden wings.

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