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1. |
Aw, Rats
02:57
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You said who said records aren't meant to be broken?
And you said who said this restaurant is non-smoking?
And he said who says rats are property?
Just pick 'em up in the city take them home their free
Feed it to a snake or you could make a new best friend
He's got stories from the sewers I can't wait to hear the end
Seeing infrared, hearing supersonic
If you need me I'm here, if there's a problem I can solve it
I'm strong as an ant, Ill scream as loud as a Cricket
Ill burst my lungs wide open if you'll just learn to listen
Never did I ever start to matter so I'd rather just
Pretend for a while while I still got the guile and I'll
Lay here in my bed
And I'll remember what you said
You said "Take your time I only want to die"
"Make it about you, you know everything at 22"
Empathy or sympathy makes for a somber symphony
I don't want to hear it
Seeing infrared, hearing supersonic
If you need me I'm here, if there's a problem I can solve it
I'm strong as an ant, Ill scream as loud as a Cricket!
I'll burst my lungs wide open if you'll just learn to listen
Never did I ever start to matter so Id rather just
Pretend for a while while I still got the guile and I'll
Lay here in my bed
and I'll remember what you said
You said "Take your time I only want to die"
"Make it about you, you know everything at 22"
Empathy or sympathy makes for a somber symphony
I don't want to hear it
You said who says everybody has a purpose
And I thought you thought that meant no body else can hurt us
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2. |
Song about a Skeleton
02:46
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Skeletal Sam really had it rough
When it came to love he never had the guts
He's scared of rejection, he's scared you're scared of him
But he never let it get under his skin
But when he met a sexy skeleton girl
It saved his game and it changed his world
He felt so alive. He felt so undead
When he grabbed her by the bony face and this is what he said
I love you a skeleton
If this is a funeral then youre the fun
I hope you can handle all these stupid half baked puns
Cause I love you a skeleton
And even on days when I'm sick you look at me and think I'm sick
A virus isn't the real reason I'm blushing
Now if I were to die just burn me up and let me fry
But keep my bones intact. Keep them preserve up on a rack
Someday when you have kids they'll take my skull and take my ribs
Help me become useful as a kindergarten arts and craft
They'll take me to you with their hands as my new brain!
Open up my jaw and this is what I'll say:
I love you a skeleton
If this is a funeral then you're the fun
I hope you can handle all these stupid half baked puns
Cause I love you a skeleton
I love you a skeleton
So what's a funeral without the fun?
(It's just an... "-eral")
I hope you understand that I hate these stupid puns
But I love you a skeleton
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3. |
Scott has a Gun
03:53
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I'm walking through this hallways, its full of creeps
When I realized that the only mean one is me
Oh no
Won't you listen to my low life lullaby
Its kind of bad and sad at some points but Ill never tell a lie
Now what's the point of you singing your songs
If you don't believe a single word that you're singing about?
Oh the anarchists they never take a rest
And the nihilists they really couldn't care less
It's tiring defiling, Ill buy myself a violin
I just want to be nice
But Scott Anderson is shooting up the world
Scott Anderson is shooting up my world
Scott Anderson has got a gun he's coming fast you better run
I just want to be nice, Is that so much to ask for?
So, I'm just a zombie, but I'm better than the weather man
Cause I don't believe the weather and everyone knows that men are full of
Tiny little insects that suck all of the fun out of their lives
Take your money, take your power
I hope you like your new life because you're sleeping with a knife
I don't know if I'm you're friend but I'm sure I won't see you again
Its been too long lets play pretend, its been too long I'm on offence
Nevermore never letting up
Not too sure if our story is ending up sad
Oh the anarchists they never take a rest
And the nihilists they really couldn't care less
It's tiring defiling I'll buy myself a violin
I just want to be nice
But Scott Anderson is shooting up the world
Scott Anderson is shooting up my world
Scott Anderson he's got a gun, he's coming fast you better run
I just want to be nice
Oh the anarchists they never take a rest
And the nihilists they really couldn't care less
It's tiring defiling please stop acting so violent
I just want to be nice
But Scott Anderson is shooting up the world
Scott Anderson is shooting up my world
Scott Anderson he's got a gun, he's coming fast you better run
Scott Anderson he's got a gun, he's coming fast you better run
Scott Anderson he's got a gun, he's coming fast you better run
I just want to be nice
I just want to be nice
I just want to be nice
Is that so much to ask for?
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4. |
Update
04:12
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It seems that when I'm busy I always find myself trying to stop
And it seems that when there's nothing nothing else left in the sweat shop
I wonder what's the purpose of my beating heart, while I check my phone
Is there really nothing to it? I can progress from the comfort of my home?
It seems that when I'm online, all the world is telling me to knock it off
And it seems that when I'm outside everyone is judging every cough
Can I be alone for once? I scream into this house that's filled with ghosts
Well I never feel alone, the specters of my peers dead eyes are cold
Shining bright rectangle make my heart beat fast tonight
Teach me something I don't know or ruin the ignorance I love
Someday ill be rid of you, and someday pigs will fly
How do I know if I'm done?
Well, I guess I'll have to look it up
My spelling is degrading my mental math skills swirling down the drain
To say that it is scary is underestimating what we made
The fire is done spreading, are we okay with living in the flames?
I never thought id hate a world where everything is turned into a game
I'm always losing money, I'm always losing to the temptation
Of seeing what your doing everyone is always having fun
Why do we decide to lie to these tiny glowing pocket stars
With so much information I've come to the conclusion that being sad is hard
Shining bright rectangle make my heart beat fast tonight.
Teach me something I don't know or ruin the ignorance I love
Someday I'll be rid of you, and someday pigs will fly
How do I know if I'm done?
Well, I guess I'll have to look it up
Coded compact calculators currently coerce and fill my hands
Dark digital dictionary what's the definition of success
Please provide examples! And maybe a quick tutorial
You taught me how to play guitar, maybe you can teach me to how to make life less dull
Shining bright rectangle make my heart beat fast tonight.
Teach me something I don't know or ruin the ignorance I love
Someday I'll be rid of you, and someday pigs will fly
How will I know if I'm done?
Maybe ill never be done
Maybe Terminator was right
How will I know if I'm done?
Well, I guess I'll have to look it up
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5. |
We Made A Mess
03:48
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So what's the possibility that everyone including me
Is slowly all going blind?
Because everyone and everything cant seem to see what it all means
Do we have secrets that we must confide?
If its all white and black we might not make it back
To our intended purpose
If we're all black and blue I don't want to continue
In this hell were living
But with some music notes and baggy pants and puffy coats
The winter will not wear me down or make me freeze
I quickly came concluding that the queen of quails is quitting
And I quote "The quails will be free!"
Dogs don't need a purpose
And quails don't need a purpose
But we think we need a purpose
And I think that's gonna hurt us
So what's the possibility that everyone quite frequently
Thinks that world is doomed?
If history is repeating celebrities still dies in threes
I mourn for our trio of planets
Cause earth is great earth is cool
It's got great lakes and love and squirrels
Its everything I've grown to hate it's grown the things I learned to love
Dogs don't need a purpose
And quails don't need a purpose
But we think we need a purpose
And I think that's gonna hurt us
SO what's the possibility
Someday I'll need adenosine?
Cause my heart is starting to fade
And if I turn to scrutiny
Become an awful human being
I beg for you to just end it
One, Two, Three, Four
And Five, Six, Seven, Eight
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6. |
I Still Believe
03:25
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Fuzzy dark figures and odd glowing orbs
Looking to find something more
Unexplained footprints and unexplained sounds
Disappearances near burial grounds
Unexplored depths at the bottoms of lakes
Devils created solely just to hate
Dozens and dozens of mysteries left
Horsemen running around without their heads
I still believe
In monster and curses and fantasy persons
I still believe
In Mothman and legends and men in the hedges
I still believe
In shadowy faces so why's it so crazy that
I still believe in you
Yeti's and goblins and krakens and Champ
Alien sightings during summer camp
Lizard men impersonating the fuzz
Elder gods sleeping right under the crust
Vampires, werewolves, and hordes of undead
Creatures so foul living under beds
Devils in Jersey big feet everywhere
"That's where I saw it just right over there!"
I still believe
In monster and curses and fantasy persons
I still believe
In Mothman and legends and men in the hedges
I still believe
In shadowy faces so why's it so crazy that
I still believe in you
Who wants to live in a world with no wilderness
I think that's dreaming too drab
Cryptozoology, magical nonsense
The creativity in possibility
Who gives a shit what its called I don't care
As long as your mind is open I think we can be friends
Stuck underground in a casket
I'm buried alive
Life is too short to pretend like we're not gonna die
I still believe
In monster and curses and fairytale persons
I still believe
In Mothman and legends and men in the hedges
I still believe
In shadowy faces so why's it so crazy that
I still believe in you
I still believe
I still believe
I still believe in you
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7. |
Andromeda
04:31
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I'm stuck in the past
Cause light only travels so fast
But this pictures so pretty
I wish I could see it in the city
Our bloods in the stars
This joke has gone on way too far
I wish it weren't true
I wish I had more time with you
Through infinite parallel odd universes
Our atoms have seemed to align
While I'm awake and your light-years away
I'm just happy that we're both alive
At the same time
Andromeda
Your my
Reason for just waking up
Andromeda
The past becomes the present with time
Nothing's forever
Nothing's for real
Even Venus or Saturn
Are just ants next to you
Can you even hear me?
It's just me and the moon
You're just getting further from me
It's all ending soon
Through infinite parallel odd universes
Our paths how some how have intertwined.
How could I forget you and never regret spending hours staring to the sky,
to look for my
Andromeda
You're my
Reason for just waking up
(Oh Oh OH)
Andromeda
The past becomes the present with time
Andromeda
You're my
Reason for just waking up
Andromeda
Your past becomes the present with time
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Come one come they're marching down the wall
Holding each an assortment of sounds
Brass from the bumblebees, millipede drums
Music from outside the mound
I'm not so certain their simple you see
Their culture's just simply too small
We could have missed all the intricacies
Like The Grand Insect Music Hall!
With grasshopper guitar and spider silk harps
And ladybug on tambourine
A beautiful butterfly backed by a chorus
Of crickets just trying to be seen
How could we ever begin to believe
Us big folk we know what is best
I say lets leave it to those in the leaves
The grass the dirt and the nest
Come one come all soon the wild will call
Every living thing back to its home
Before we must run pack up all of our fun
I'd like to leave a few notes
One, will you start to just please think of me
Two, remember we need homes
Three, at the at the very least please leave the trees
And Four, you should work on your tone
With grasshopper guitar and spider silk harps
And ladybug on tambourine
A beautiful butterfly backed by a chorus
Of cricket just trying to be seen
How could we ever begin to believe
Us big folk we know what is best
I say lets leave it to those in the leaves
The grass the dirt and the nest
Looking to the ends of time
Travel to the end of space
Find our purpose as ants
Just to love and laugh and fight till were erased
Looking to the ends of time
Bus ride to the end of space
We'll sit and complain as if things will change
As tears run down your face when no one's there
I wish I was there
Come one come all as the leaves start to fall
We can't say that it's a surprise
Though I'm so enthralled by the winds siren call
I still can't trust my eyes
No I don't believe my own eyes
Looking to the end of time
Travel to the end of space
We sit and complain as if things will change
As tears run down your face when no ones there
Looking to the ends of time
Bus ride to the end of space
We'll sit and complain as if things will change
As tears run down your face when no one's there
I'll be there
Come one come all nearing the end of Fall
Soon this symphony goes underground
Now we must go safe from blankets of snow
As soon it will silence our sound
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When the curtain falls and the façade is all but gone
I'll still be here writing louder sadder songs
I know it sounds like fluff
I know I'm that tough
I'm sorry that I'm sorry ain't enough
Am I just a filler? Am I just convenient ears?
There's someone better round the corner that I fear
I wish that it weren't true
I wish I believed in you
I'm sorry but I'm sorry ain't enough
I could drop everything I could devote my heart
I could find all my flaws and rip them apart
If you need a friend then I'll always be near
I could buy you flowers I could make you my world
I could keep you close call you pretty girl
I could say a million things you'd want to hear
Well, I know that its been rough
I know you've got the stuff
I'm sorry but I'm sorry ain't enough
If you ever see me walking down this lonesome road
Do me a favor and leave me the hell alone
I've been addicted to attention all the while
And I'd do anything to make you smile
Is the story ending? Is it just another twist?
All these stupid potholes are starting to make me sick
I know that you aren't swayed
Though I still can't look away
I'm sorry, but I'm sorry ain't enough
I'm sorry that I'm sorry ain't enough
I'm sorry, but I'm sorry ain't enough
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