"friends" EP

by Uncle/Father Oscar

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"friends" EP

Music by Uncle/Father Oscar

Lyrics by Dallas Scott and Keith Rogers

UFO is:
Keith Rogers - drums/vocals
Dallas Scott - guitar/vocals
Kevin Rogers - guitar/ vocals
Kyle Bosler - bass/vocals
Tom Conran - tenor guitar/ vocals


released May 15, 2015

Produced by Uncle/Father Oscar

Recorded at Philly Sound Studios and Pelican Audio Suite by Tom Conran

Assisted by Colin Vaughan

Mixed by Tom Conran at Pelican Audio Suite

Mastered by Mark Trewella at Full Circle Mastering

Additional gang vocals on "Snapchat..." done by Mike Barbs and Colin Vaughan

Artwork by Rick Crabtree with help from Chris Kearney



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Track Name: Bread Cigarette (Bad Cigarette)
The taste is from the tip of my tongue
Equal equilibrium
And its far from what i need
When cigarettes are way to cheap

You're gonna die
If the habit gives you reason to live
Cut and dry
Black lungs are enough incentive
But who am I
To wait inside while everybody else smokes
You're alive
So I think I'll just give up the ghost

I've been beaten like a runaway
Some self inflicted wounds I miss
I'll never get them back
If you ever get away from me
Then I'll be sure to follow suit
My skin is under attack

We took long shortcuts to my house
Jenna stopped when she found a couch
Said she felt safe under the stars
Rolled up her sleeves and I saw her scars

Let it out, let it out
Write it down, write it down
Cause we love you the most
Track Name: Mila Kelso
Brace for reaction
You can be saved
You can be anything you want to if you pay
All the right faces, all the right praise
You can be putting all of your problems on display
We can build guns
We can be loved
We can be anything we want to if we want
We can make guns
If they make guns
That might be the only way to sort them out

We meant to build god, we meant to build...

An animal is capable of mistakes
But you should not forgive the same thing everyday
Brace for inaction
We can be loved
We can get fucked up in we want to
We don't want to cause any pain
But pain comes with time
Time brings on war
And war is alright
Because they sell meds
Fuck and have kids
Sin and repent

We meant to build god, we meant to build god....
(Just say this day will never end)
(Don't make us have to say it again)

1-800 save yourself for free
Be a false idol, burn yourself in effigy
A man is an island and technology
A country is blind I just want to see
Track Name: Snapchat Ur Blunt Or You Didn't Get High
My eyes scream back at your eyes
My mouth is shut but you need to hear the lines
This reality split itself in two, the distant one is you
But we can still come together
Or you can just fall apart

Because you were a mess
But I was the bigger one
And you were a better friend
So I'll never get high again

That night was a common nightmare relived
Where I let limbo inside my head
A possible life of never ending death
That went away when I found her bed
That smile calmed me, but never came back again
I don't care if she won't fuck me this month
I just care, that she won't trust me enough to scream back how similar her limbo was
And I'll scream back
That we can still come together
Or you can just fall apart, like me