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Truth or Dare

from Ice Cream Desire by The Whereabouts

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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!

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from Ice Cream Desire, released June 26, 2014

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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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