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Hoferlanz II

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released April 13, 2018

All songs written and performed by Benjamin Lanz
James McAlister: drums on "Auckland" "Interloc" and "125bpm"
Hanoi Jane: guitar solo on "Interloc"
Kyle Resnick: trumpet on "With The Rocket"

Produced by Benjamin Lanz and Jon Low
Recorded at Ploverland and Long Pond.
Mixed by Jon Low at Long Pond
Mastered by Rusty Santos

Artwork by Kate Diago
Graphic Design by Richard Aufrichtig

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Track Name: Tell Me, Please
Why can't you tell me where you've been. 
Your excuse is wearing thin. 
Your flimsy building promises. 
Ah, won't you tell me how it feels!
From the tired folks you steal. 
Those who pay for every meal. 
Your gut sticks out like, 
Flies, they go buzzing 'round your head. 
It's not looking good for you, 
so tell us what you're gonna do. 
How will you meet the man of death?
With no ribbon on your
chest, it's not looking good for you,
so tell us what you're gonna
do! 
It's not looking good for you, 
so tell us what you're gonna do. 
Track Name: Tomahawk Chop
Hold on, hold on. 
And simmer down, down, down, down, down. 
Isn't it nice, oh isn't it very nice
to have everyone you know around? 
Oh isn't it nice
to take it out, out, out, out, out?
And simmer down, down, down, down, down.
And then we'll punch them in the nose! 
Face the violence.
The violence, it makes no sense, this time. 
Face the violence, the violence it makes no sense, this time. 
Steeped in violence, with violence it makes no sense each time. 
Isn't it nice 
to simmer down, down, down, down, down? 
And then give them what they want!
Face the violence, the violence it makes no sense, this time. 
Steeped in violence, with violence we built a fence
with rotten wood. We thought we should. 
Face the violence, the violence, we make...
each time before. 
Each time before... 
Track Name: Auckland
They might be giants and they,
they might conceit themselves
and then they line up with the holding heirs. 
Up acting flirting minstrels
they might just save me from you
and I'm left standing on the folding chair. 
And they'll say...
Feed the fire the same way. 
You might just like it, like it how we say. 
Feed the fire the old way.
You won't be watching, watching when they pay. 
They might be giants and they,
they've always loved us all.
They stuff their pockets with your blank dismay. 
Don't want to drink they're Cool Aid. Don't want to wind wind they're watches.
Don't want to hear their voices as they say
and they'll say...
Feel the way we bring it down. 
Feel the way we bring it down. 
All the time it's...
Ooeeooeeooeeooeeooh, in to the shining sun. 
Ooeeooeeooeeooeeooh, in to the shining sun.
They might be giants, but they, 
they might just slay themselves
and then I'll line like the ghostly heir.
Stand up and take your blessings. 
Count each and every day. 
To skip a breath is how they make you pay. 
And I'll say...
Ooeeooeeooeeooeeooh, in to the shining sun. 
Ooeeooeeooeeooeeooh, in to the shining sun.
Track Name: In Holland
Sitting in my underwear
wondering where you've been!
Outside it doesn't matter, 
what shape I'm in. 
You asked me to come over,
asked me to cone in,
but I'm waiting outside
wondering what state I'm in.
Because...
Every time you walk by,
sidewalk stare, I'm left bear,
with shaky knees and nervous jeans 
and I'll be...
Wandering outside.
I'll be wandering outside. 
In Holland, we'll find ourselves in Holland. 
In Holland, we'll find ourselves in Holland. 
Standing at your doorway
you asked me to come in,
but i can't find the handle in the shape I'm in. 
Every time you walk by,
sidewalk stare, I'm left bear,
with shaky knees and nervous jeans 
and I'll be...
Wandering outside.
I'll be wandering outside. 
In Holland, we'll find ourselves in Holland. 
In Holland, we'll find ourselves in Holland. 
Track Name: You Drive
Show me out in diving lights and leave the mess for someone else.
We braid our hair, while people stare. Emboldened by their frothy cups.
I’ll slink away. We’ll look away. We’ll find a way another day.

You drive like we’re unstoppable.
Headlights drift into impossible
Launch towards any other destiny
Stars shake, redistribute vanity.
End in time…

End in truth, the frowns of our youth and fall in to sixes, we’ll sort it out.
We’ll braid our hair while people stare. We’ll grow up together in frothy cups.
You drive like we’re unstoppable.
Headlights drift into impossible.
Launch towards any other destiny.
Stars shake, redistribute vanity.
I laugh like we’re unstoppable.
Hands clutched, braced against impossible.
Sweet drop yawning mouths of vanity.
Sweet drop, slipping free insanity.
End in time…
Track Name: Interloc
Is it driven by your culture, indelible blue vulture?
Is it driven by your culture?
You go home and tell your mother.
Bloody hands you hug her.
Indelible blue vulture.

It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.

In just a minute there you lost your mind, you lost your mind.
Took just a minute there you’ve got no friends, you got no friends.

I’m not trying to say I know you.
We don’t even know you.
Don’t know why you do.
What do marching people show you,
Blocking traffic on the interstate?
Indelible blue vulture.

It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.

In just a minute there you lost your mind, you lost your mind.
Took just a minute there you’ve got no friends, you got no friends.

It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
It’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
Track Name: With The Rocket
It's time I went to sleep.
I'll be up soon, yes I'll be up soon.
A thousand miles to go on stuttered feet, it's always been true. It's always been you.
With cobwebbed hearts and dusty minds, it's always been you. Well why not you?
And here we are, just like the other day
With the Rocket.
You found exactly what I'm missing.
It's always been true. It's always been you.
You found the face is where I listen.
All wrapped up in blue, It's always been you.
We're skipping rocks across the water.
A shimmering blue, all wrapped up in blue.
And here we are, just like the other day
with the Rocket.
With cobwebbed hearts and dusty minds, it's always been true. Well why not you?
And here we are, just like the other day
With the Rocket.
Track Name: Lice In My Brain
I always look to you. I do.
I won’t let you too. It’s true.
I’ll blow the thunderclouds towards a steady breeze.
I’ll feed the hungry lions on your liquid knees.

And I still look to you. I do.
In all due fairness request it too. I do.
I’ll eat the sharpest glass and come back for more. I will.
I’ll fall headfirst and yell. I do.

Lice in my brain test, my brain test, my eyes.
Lice in my brain test, my brain test, my mind.

I’ll always look to you. It’s true.
One thousand spins on glue I do. It’s true.
I’ll rest my swollen head on your liquid knees.

Lice in my brain test, my brain test, my eyes.
Lice in my brain test, my brain test, my mind.
Lice in my brain test, my brain test, my eyes.
Lice in my brain test, my brain test, my mind.

Entirely it sends, it takes the arms and seems till we have a little light time(s).
Entirely it sends, it takes the arms and seems till we have a little light time(s).
Endearing, earing, aiaiallin, eeing, eeing, aiaieying.
Entirely it sends, it takes the arms and seems till we have a little light time(s).

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