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Uninvited Guests

by Hollywood Trash

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1.
It gets cold here And the ice it dulls my mind And the sky gives way to the grey life all the time And my friends here They don't recognize the signs They just lose their nerve and they slowly give up trying She smiles and says I'm going to miss the way we laughed Things were better here by half on the nights when we went out The trailer parks they arrange themselves at night In to rows of blue and white and she lets me down Straight up like I like... It took three years And I never saw return But I paid my dues and took up some cash to burn And the dry tears Yeah they never cause concern In the hard edged night my conscience takes a turn She calls me up but it only makes me ache And it feels like a mistake when I think of what we had The orange air never gets that dark at night And the desperate buzzing light it shoots through my head Straight up like I like... Each new year brings the storm clouds to my door And I feel just like before only now the time has passed These days my place is feeling smaller night by night And I knock one back just like we used to do Straight up like I like...
2.
Smog City 03:49
Well we'll never need robots 'cause people are cheaper Supply and demand and the surplus gets deeper The people on this highway are all slowly dying There's no way to stop it but they're always trying I watch them move in here and drink this valley dry Burn up their broken dreams 'til they choke the sky Nobody dares to do what's right Smog City be my home tonight Won't you be my home tonight Uninvited guests make the world feel thicker Breathing my air and drinking my liquor I don't own my car or the room that I sleep in And the clogged arteries of the world keep creeping I keep it loaded just 'cause we're gonna go one day Sometimes I think I might thin a couple out along the way Someday there's gonna be a fight Smog City be my home tonight Won't you be my home tonight When the final showdown hits and death is in the air You best be ready 'cause no one's gonna care Don't you know the earth might shake tonight Cities burning in the firelight Grab your weapon and hold on tight Smog City won't you be my home tonight Won't you be my home tonight
3.
Burning Down 04:09
I feel cold at heart I feel hot at home When you're not around And I'm burning down I've been training hard I could kill a man Without a sound And I'm burning down Well it soaks me to the skin I can smell the smell of sin I know the kind of shape I'm in shouldn't be allowed I can scream and I can shout But I know I can't get out And I know what it's about I know I am burning down I am burning down Well I'm outta here Gonna hit the road Gonna beat the crowd And I'm burning down In this broken year I see tears and blood Soaking in the ground And I'm burning down When I'm lying all alone And I feel it coming on It chills me to the bone when you're not around Your wish is my desire You just throw me to the fire And the flames are getting higher And now I am burning down I am burning down
4.
It's the new truth Come to save me Save me now It's the sad youth Thought of maybe Killed somehow Sticking on me You're stuck right on me Can't come clean It's the new truth Lying only Makes me lean It's the way I'm stuck out here It's the way I can't get clear Give me rest It's the way my mind gives out Surfaces peeled down Teflon, checked It's the Ideal Thoughts that we feel Keep us awake It's the for real Dreams that we steal For all our sake It's the bad fight Caught in hard light The open sore It's the ideal Draws us under The killing core It's the way that I can't sleep It's the way it cuts too deep Pull it out It's the way that I can't end But I want so bad to mend And I don't know how
5.
Cliché 04:10
With a Thomas Guide And a sea of pride Yeah I'm insecure So I need it more Be quiet Mom and Dad Want more than what I had Stay till I've had my fill Shut up and foot the bill So my eyes are tired But my smile's wired If you shake my hand I'll tell you all my plans Just have to keep it up This land of 'almost but' My art is afterbirth I'm here for what it's worth Thanks Mom It's good to know I'll see you at Christmas Okay Mom I've gotta go I miss you too Non-fiction resumes Are just a passing phase Got one foot in the door But a meter's more I'm only what I'll be There's no contingency If I can't make it there Can't make it anywhere I'm sure I'll get the part If only my car would start I don't recognize his face But I'll kiss ass just in case Don't think I like this hole Maybe I've just lost control Can't even feel my nose But it's not the first thing to go Thanks Dad I miss you too Tell everyone that I say hi Okay Dad I've gotta go Someone's gonna make it Might as well make it today I never have to fake it Cause I don't care either way The breakdowns are expensive But the compliments are free Everything you do is just the best now say What can you do for me?
6.
NTLD 04:15
Northern town in late December A lot to do and I'm at it again I had a dream that I can't remember The bad trip started at 3 am I've been crippled by a broken steamroller I've been drinking since I walked through the door Everyone in here's just a little bit older She leans on my shoulder like she's looking for more She says it's just a touch I always dream too much getting wasted And it feels all right getting wasted And I'm home tonight time will chase me I'll turn and fight make it endless Getting wasted on a Saturday night Saw her eyes before the other guys noticed When I'm around I like to see them again Never really thought I'd ever let her notice Sometimes I think it's just a matter of when She said she'll visit me In my heart I know that she's just wasted And it feels all right getting wasted And I'm home tonight time will chase me I'll turn and fight make it endless Getting wasted on a Saturday night Crippled moments man they've got no bottom Except the feeling that there's more to do I've had my doubts everybody's got 'em There's nowhere that I'd rather be than here with you She'll come around again And look right through me when we're wasted And it feels all right getting wasted And I'm home tonight time will chase me I'll turn and fight make it endless Make it wasted on a Saturday night
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Divergence 01:03
9.
Convergence 03:20
They say we're heading for a singularity Converging theories on the greatest of proofs Building an artificial moment of clarity Trying to simulate the ultimate truth They say we're heading for a singularity Something to make us all feel complete A perfect brain with quantum synapse polarity Something to make us all feel obsolete God in a box for a dollar I've got God in a box for a dollar Tried but we couldn't make him smaller Give us a year or two They say we're heading for a singularity That reaches far beyond what we know In to the places you and I could never see In to the places you and I could not go They say we're heading for a singularity It's everything that we've been working for Somehow I can't quite keep it all from scaring me The way we're always tempting fate for more God in a box for a dollar I've got God in a box for a dollar Free stake knives to the first twenty callers Yeah we're passing all the savings to you God in a box for a dollar I've got God in a box for a dollar We tried but we couldn't make him smaller But give us a year or two I've got God in a box for a dollar
10.
Red Eyes 04:13
Deep in my heart and across the ocean Deep in my heart yeah she waits for me Holding on to all my foolish aspirations Holding on to a picture of me All my side projects they've got side projects All my side projects they follow me home Some nights I can't sleep for the dreaming Some nights I feel I'm dreaming all alone Somewhere out there the sun is always shining Somewhere out there it gets hotter than hell Give me the cool December nights of Minnesota Give me the strength to climb right out of this well My heart it can't wait for the winter My heart it burns 'til my fingers get warm I have it all but I'm nothing without her I have it all but my future is torn I want to feel the ocean mist in the spring time I want to feel the misty silk of her hair The liquid solid of all our days apart Is driving me in to a state of despair I want to find my American girl Buy her a ticket to the movie down town I swear I'll never leave her side for a second Just as soon as this plane touches the ground All these red eyes Moving over Pacific air Only call attention to All the things that are missing there No More Red Eyes No More Red Eyes
11.
Listen babe, we’ve got to move We’ve only got so many days The money says they want to see results They can’t afford any more delays So now focus on this scene And set aside your sidelong glance Skip the second act for now ’Cause in this town you get one chance And there’s no second takes, baby We’ve got to nail this one If I get nervous, or laugh, or weep The whole thing’s going to come undone Send for the medic (No, the other medic) I can’t believe it's come to this I can’t define what I need They don’t take it seriously But with you on board, we can’t miss No second takes, honey No more lighting tweaks If we don’t roll some film right now We could be here for weeks The fire marshall is looking bored I know they’ll shut us down for spite I need to see you out of wardrobe Before we lose our light Honey, try to understand I'm overworked and half shut down I swear the camera will not jam When your big finish comes around No second takes, baby No time to move that flag We’re already two weeks behind We gotta get this movie in the bag And there’s no second takes
12.
Fight 02:45
How come you gotta spend my money make a scene and show me the door I didn't mean to call you fat or nothing baby but your makeup makes you look like a whore I been drinking since two and I ain't found what I'm looking for Drink one, drink two, drink three now I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for more Yeah she makes me mad It's what I like Yeah I'll get you back Make it right What time is it well I don't know where I am and you know I've got a brick in my head I've gotta get back home, drivin' like my foot's made of lead When I think about the things you make me think about know you got me seeing red Right now I'm gonna lay it all out make you think about the things that you said Yeah she makes me mad It's what I like Yeah I'll get you back Make it right
13.
Feeble 04:16
I'm through messing around with you I've had enough of your point of view And some questions I've got a few And then I'm gone You say you're trampled, but where I stand You've always been just a rich white man Could you help me out here if you can I'm a bit confused I never went for that line That they say about simpler times May be better for me and mine and you But that's a feeble excuse You say our culture has gotten fat But comfort living man that's where you're at Could you tell me what's up with that And how's your new boat You're an independent mind But you're always toeing that party line Odd the problems the you define Get handed from the top You trample darwin in the name of creed But hold him up in the name of greed What ever kind of god would plant that seed for you Is a feeble excuse Can't you see the things that you hold dear Don't mean a thing if you just let your fear Make you a tool for those who very simply want to use you As a feeble excuse You're a feeble excuse
14.
I never wanted to stay she said and I guess he was more exciting So we moved out to the East coast and I got a job helping where I could I tried not to take up smoking but I did when we started fighting So I moved back to the cities because I thought it would do some good I never would stay alone it seems and we never would stay together I'm not sure how it happened, still I swear that I loved them all And every time I fell in love she said man I thought it would last forever Sometimes I lie awake and wonder when did my dreams turn so small And I started taking pills cause it helped me to forget That I've got too many thoughts at the top of my head Used to lie awake and watch the planes come in and pretend that I was flying with them Back to time when the sky was clear, and all you could see were stars I lost my job cause I was spread too thin I used to fight a lot harder back then I even found God one time in the back seat of a stranger's car But I must be getting tired cause I'm watching a lot more TV I've got too many thoughts at the top of my head
15.
Long Time Comin' (free) 03:35
I've been nothing but trouble since I got in here I asked for her number and a bottle of beer She said man I've heard that line before And you know it don't work anymore Never thought that I'd end up this way All this time out here and nothing to say Well I've made my fortunes now Still I end up all alone again somehow It's been a long time comin' but I guess I'm leaving town Well my first wife she was probably the best But I fucked that one up just like all the rest Left her for a movie fan Fake tits and a spray on tan And it's funny how it all gets old Searching for the next pot of gold Guess I never settled down That's the price you pay for getting off the ground It's been a long time comin' but I guess I'm leaving town When you sign the devil's contract it ain't like you think There isn't a pen and there's no bottle of ink You claw your way up nice and slow Hurting the ones you love as you go And your hell is what you get back Empty parties and Hollywood trash Well I'm packing up And I'm heading out Before all my bad deeds circle back around And it's been a long time comin' but I guess I'm leaving town

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released November 8, 2012

Hollywood Trash is:
Phillip Broste on Lead Vocals, Guitar, and Pedal Steel
Bob Quinn on Lead Guitar and Vocals
Tim Carras on Bass Guitar and Vocals
Matt DeNoto on Drums and Vocals

Produced by Hollywood Trash and recorded in Los Angeles, CA
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Phillip Broste at Chaos Cowboy Music

The band would like to thank our respective ladies and families, and everyone who has supported us and come to our shows over the years.

Album art "Robot Attack" © 2008 Bob Quinn
Graphic Design by Phillip Broste

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