Use your muscle and you’ll find out
Read some books within the shadow of your doubt, so
I don’t see anything I can do for you it’s true
I don’t want to be your blue
Pulled a muscle and you found out
And now you rest your head upon my cloud
So I don’t see anything I can do
For you, I tried to be yours
Ripped a muscle and I found out
That I’m the son that casts the shadow of your doubt, so
I don’t see anything I can do for you it’s true
I don’t want to be your blue
Everything was so very simple, now everything is all so hard
Then you fell and you screamed
Scraped your hands and your knees
And I can’t have that
I don’t see anything I can do for you
There’s nothing I can do
I can’t think of anything to do for you, it’s true
There’s nothing I can do
There’s nothing, I can’t
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020