Space and Time / Pickup On 95th Street

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released July 8, 2014

Dylan Schultz – Guitar, Vox, Casiotone, Etc.
Paul Harlan – Bass
Dave Lopez – Drums

Recorded @ Seaside Lounge, BK
Engineered by Mitch Rackin
Mixed by Ryan Traster
Mastered by Jordan Skophammer @ Sound Refinery
Produced by Dylan Schultz
Songs and Lyrics by Dylan Schultz
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Track Name: Space and Time
Heard you’re living with some guy / who pays the rent and treats you nice . And that’s why you don’t hang around

But I saw you alone last night / passed out on Bob’s bench off Lake of The Isles. So why don’t you hang around

They say if the radio plays your song / it travels beyond the moon to distant stars / The void is all the void is ours.

If I tell you that I love you / will you hear me?

I’ll leave the party. I’ll call a cab. / If you take this leap. Then, I’m all yours.
But you gotta hang around.

Cause I’m tired of hiding my regrets / behind illicit drugs and snide remarks. Please why don’t you hang around.

They say if the radio plays your song / it travels beyond the moon to distant stars / The void is all the void is ours.

If I tell you that I love you / will you hear me?
Track Name: Pickup On 95th Street
Hanging on the street it’s Saturday night / Fake lashes, pink wig, yeah you feel alright.

All the boys dream of becoming queens / Cause the Queens of Queens they rule the scene.

Five-O’s cruising for their own kinda action tonight / Bored with the Blacks and Mexicans they frisk all the time.

They figure makeup on a man makes for a whore in the bed / Don’t matter if they ever see money change hands.

So pass those drugs to your whitest friend / the one who deals anyway just to pay for college / or that straight looking guy in his suit and tie / who happens to turn tricks for investment tips

They can cop a feel, but they’ll never make us squeal.

Wasting away in a holding cell. You’re losing your mind / No one’s got the cash to bail you out this time.

Just another instance of getting dicked / by the police and not for kicks.

So pass those drugs to your whitest friend / the one who deals anyway just to pay for college / or that straight looking guy in his suit and tie / who happens to turn tricks for investment tips.

They can cop a feel, but they’ll never make us squeal.

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