The full 8-track album in a gorgeous digipak package put together by Jack Samels, featuring art from Georgi Gregori and photography from Cate Dingley.
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Additional Electric Guitar: Andy Hanold
Additional Vocals: Ray Brown, Mary Westlake, Sarah Turk, Greg Schulz, Charles Mansfield, Bart Comegys, Mary Kate Luff, Sutton Dewey
lyrics
Irene packed her bags,
Said "Enough's enough! It's time that we move on,
O, this distance is killing me!"
John was a wreck, spilling out his guts and crying on the phone,
Saying, "Irene, I love you completely!"
"John, it is time to see other people--or at least it's time for me,
Maybe you should see a therapist."
So John made a plan to win her back, until he found himself,
Standing outside those pearly gates, singing:
"Lord, I'm coming!
Coming to find you now!
And if I find it is was your fault all along,
I'm gonna punch you in the mouth!"
Week after week, he'd call her up and say "Listen Irene,
I think it's time we worked these things out."
And she was patient at first, until his please began to sound rehearsed,
You know she had to lay that truth down:
"I can not love you again, I find your need for dependency so disturbing,
You should really spend some time alone."
Of course he didn't agree,
He cursed her out, screaming, "Fuck you, Irene!"
I guess he really went down swinging, singing:
"Lord, I'm coming!
Coming to find you now!
And if I find it is was your fault all along,
I'm gonna punch you in the mouth!"
Instead of being alone,
He went on the prowl to fill that empty hole,
Growing wider in his chest,
The king of the scene,
it'd be no time 'til he'd forgotten Irene,
Under all that cheap wine and cheap sex,
But it's so hard to forget, in an era when computer screens are meant,
To keep everything alive forever,
He kept seeing her face and the words she wrote all over the place,
O, this must be some kind of curse! He was singing:
"Lord, I'm coming!
Coming to find you now!
And if I find it is was your fault all along,
I'm gonna punch you in the mouth!"
One night underground,
Waiting for a train to take him into town,
He just couldn't stop thinking,
But as the metal approached, he figured out a way to stop her ghost,
From hanging 'round his body,
So with one final scream, John yelled,
"You made me give up! I loved you Irene!" as the light came down the tunnel,
And with one final leap, o! He hit the tracks, those metal tires screeched,
And rolled right on through his vision,
He went out singing:
"Lord, I'm coming!
Coming to find you now!
And if I find it is was your fault all along,
I'm gonna punch you in the mouth!"
Duckspeak is an NYC-based folk-rock band. Originally a solo project for singer-songwriter Giovanni Colantonio, they have since expanded out into a full 4-piece featuring Doug Linse (guitar), David Flamm (bass), and Greg Schulz (drums).