The Jasmine Tate EP

by the sand (vernon)

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released November 16, 2016

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Rock Island, IL
New York, NY
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Taipei, R.O.C.
Nanjing, P.R.C.

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Track Name: Blue Boots
I've got uncles in Taiwan
In Nebraska I've got aunts
In Rock Island I've got you
And on my feet I'm wearing blue boots
Wearing blue boots

I've lived in cities full of dogs
Lived in houses full of bears
Lived on boats full of goats
I will sail up a river with you
Wearing blue boots

I've eaten chicken off the bone
I've peeled glue off my skin
I've plucked strings with my fingers
And now I am wearing blue boots
Wearing blue boots

I've brushed sand out my hair
I've blown water out my nose
I'm completely off my rocker
Completely off my rocker for you
And your blue boots
Track Name: NYC Girlfriend
Let me be your NYC girlfriend
Take me to brunch, parade me down Broadway on Sundays
Buy me some shit from Fifth Avenue
With your six figure salary from the department of the treasury

I'll adorn my face with some black winged eyeliner
And you'll love me forever and kiss me tonight

When we're drunk on an M16 bus up to Harlem
Your hands won't stop shaking, your lips taste like cherries
Will you still be with me in twenty-odd years?
When we both crave intimacy and you want to live with me

We'll get a two bedroom apartment in Crown Heights
And sublet the spare to young midwestern transplants

I'll be your NYC girlfriend
Take me to brunch, parade me down Broadway on Sundays
Buy me some shit from Fifth Avenue
With your six figure salary from the department of the treasury

I'll hold us two seats to meet Hans Ulrich Obrist
You'll gift me with autographed stories by Barthelme

Come here and stay with me, comptroller of the currency
Your hands won't stop shaking, your lips taste like garlic
And will you still love me in thirty-odd days
When you no longer want to be seen on the town with me

I'll your NYC girlfriend
Take me to brunch, parade me down Broadway on Sundays
Buy me some shit from Fifth Avenue
With your six figure salary from the department of the treasury

Love me forever and kiss me tonight
Track Name: John J. Mearsheimer
John J. Mearsheimer'd have my back in a knife fight; of this I'm sure
John J. Mearsheimer tells our shit boss to fuck off when he tries to sexually harass me
John J. Mearsheimer scored some weed from a high school kid who needed the dough
We both got high and we broke into a construction site near his home

Fighting wars against our parents
Making enemies out of friends
Fighting, drinking, getting high, what else is there to do?
John J. Mearsheimer his name is my name too

John J. Mearsheimer drives a retired cop car with expired plates
John J. Mearsheimer drove it into a Wendy's once while high on 'shrooms
John J. Mearsheimer stole a gun from a pawn shop just 'cause he could
We shot off round on the edge of town 'til we couldn't hear our own voices

Fighting wars against our parents
Making enemies out of friends
Fighting, drinking, getting high, what else is there to do?
John J. Mearsheimer his name is my name too

John J. Mearsheimer won't respond to my texts since Saturday last
When I said I'd read Henry Kissinger and he judo chopped me in the neck
If you see him tell him to hit me up 'cause I'm worried for his health
And if he hears this I hope he realizes it's satire and doesn't sue me

Fighting wars against our parents
Making enemies out of friends
Fighting, drinking, getting high, what else is there to do?
John J. Mearsheimer his name is my name too
Track Name: The Duke of Gloucester
"Do you trust me, darling?" he asks as he pours her a glass of the wine that he found in the cellar.
"No, I don't suppose I do. You've given me reasons and reasons," she tells him, "To hate you and love you and leave you and start it all over...I'll take what belongs to me."

"I'm picking a bouquet of blue and white Duke of Gloucesters for your memory."
"I'm picking a bouquet of blue and white Duke of Gloucesters for you."

"My mind's in shambles. I have nothing to say to you, nothing that hasn't been said twice already."
He says, "But this time I'll hear you."
She says, "Don't be naïve. Don't be dense, daft, obscene–"
He says, "Take what is yours but please don't make a scene."
She says, "What's the point in that?"

"You've given me so many reasons and reasons to hate you and love you and leave you and start it all over. What would your family think?"
"You can't really live 'til you've lost everything, singing 'Penury! Penury! Penury!' it's yours for the taking. It doesn't mean much to me"

Empty glass bottles and featherless pillows
Unfinished needlepoints; etched, tarnished medals
All useless except for nostalgia
Old broken records and crazed, opaque vases
Ashtrays and hand-towels and crystal and silver and opals
Wilted flowers named after nobles

"I'm picking a bouquet of blue and white Duke of Gloucesters for your memory."
"I'm picking a bouquet of blue and white Duke of Gloucesters for you."
"You've given me so many reasons and reasons to hate you and love you and leave you and start it all over."
"I'm picking a bouquet of blue and white Duke of Gloucesters for you."
"You can't really live 'til you've lost everything, singing 'Penury! Penury! Penury!' it's yours for the taking."
"I'm picking a bouquet of blue and white Duke of Gloucesters for you."