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If They Can't Take a Joke

by Ransom Pier

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1.
I Must Say 03:36
They say the only thing we know Is we don’t know anything We could all be figments It’s a funny thing I could have made you up Your face, your laugh, your hands What seems out of my control Could be in my command And if that’s the case And my darling it may What a lovely imagination I have I must say The way you act so cool And wear the crown Might in fact be The other way around If I made up those lips That push into mine I’d admit in a second That’d be just fine And if that’s the case And my darling it may What a lovely imagination I have I must say It’s cliché to say You’re too good to be true But with love like yours What can I do And if that’s the case And my darling it may What a lovely imagination I have I must say And if that’s the case And my darling it may What a lovely imagination I have I must say
2.
Lofticries 04:00
Green, green thunder and the Loud, loud rain Lead our woes asunder 'Neath the proud, proud veins Of trains let bleed the gunmen of our Pumping earthly hearts Wean or joys and plunder Peel our shining teeth Bid our hold on happiness Beat weighty tests with lofty cries Lofty cries with trembling thighs Weepy chests with weepy sighs Weepy skin with trembling thighs You must be hovering over yourself Watching us drip on each other's sides Dear brother, collect all the liquids off of the floor Use your oily fingers Make a paste, let it form Let it seep through your sockets and ears Into your precious, ruptured skull Let it seep, let it keep you from us Patiently heal you Patiently unreel you Beat weighty tests with lofty cries Lofty cries with trembling thighs Weepy chests with weepy sighs Weepy skin with trembling thighs You must be hovering over yourself Watching us drip on each other's sides Dear brother, collect all the liquids off of the floor Use your oily fingers Pick up paste, let it form Beat weighty tests with lofty cries Lofty cries with trembling thighs Weepy chests with weepy sighs Weepy skin with trembling thighs You must be hovering over yourself Watching us drip on each other's sides Dear brother, collect all the liquids off of the floor Use your oily fingers Pick up paste, let it form
3.
Rollin’ down this road Pull my hat way down low Shield my eyes from the sun Filtered through my closed window And I get this eerie feeling So familiar to me know It finds its way beneath my skin And it lingers there somehow And no, I don’t live here anymore No, no I don’t live here anymore Foreign to me all those years That place is home away from here Yellowed are my thoughts of you Yeah they’re stale and dry and far and few And the fibers seem to dissipate As I find a way to separate My thoughts for you and our clear fate No I don’t feel love or even hate And no, I don’t live here anymore No, no I don’t live here anymore Hope is a privilege I don’t deserve Wishing for you would only serve To deepen the divide you see I know there’s nothing left for me But your eyes will remain A dull etching on my brain And no, I don’t live here anymore No, no I don’t live here anymore
4.
Is it a choice to let you go? I asked myself so quietly When free will seems impossible May I please blame fate entirely? It’s not that I didn’t care for him You know after all that time But sometimes feelings lose their grip Like a knot that’s come untied It was raining when I told him That our love had all dried up He hung his head and wiped a tear And said I never gave a fuck Anger, pleading and heavy sobs I endured the whole affair Though I tried I just couldn’t cry Maybe I really didn’t care Love’s a bitch, but so am I And I know I’ll be just fine I’m on to the next one, break up and all It’s only a matter of time Is it a choice to let you go? I asked myself so quietly When free will seems impossible May I please blame fate entirely?
5.
Moving through the crowd I walk on eggshells I can spot him laughing as somebody yells And he tilts his head back at some old joke that Colin told And I could have sworn he never would have showed So I stop down by the bar and grab my drink Yeah I need some fuel to help me sit and think But all I can remember is what I used to have And babe I want to turn your head so bad I want to turn your head so bad It’s funny how a man can make you weak With one look it’s like I forgot how to breath And I can’t believe I’m aching up inside And thinking man I want him back in my life And he knows exactly how he makes me feel It’s like a skip on some old rusty movie reel And with each go round I fall a little bit harder Yeah I’d like to think I got a little bit smarter But I want to turn your head so bad So that whiskey warms me down to my bones With this confidence I could never be alone But I’m staring at myself across bar And all I see’s a girl who’s gone too fucking far And I dream of busting into that place With high heels and some makeup on my face But I grip my stool as I start to feel mad And all I can think is that I want to turn your head so bad And I want to turn your head so bad

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released August 13, 2015

Hayley Harrington - Vocals/Guitar
Dan Crowley - Keys/Vocals
William Carrigan - Bass/Vocals
Andrew Kurman - Guitar (Tracks 1&3)
Coyote Anderson - Guitar (Track 4)/Slide Guitar (Track 2)
Brandon Naples - Drums/Percussion
Jose Anderson - Harmonica (Track 5)

Produced by Dan Crowley at the Motel Room Studios
Long Island City, NY

All songs written by Hayley Harrington and arranged by Ransom Pier
Except "Lofticries" written by Megan James/Corin Roddick and arranged by Ransom Pier

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