Arms Down

by Get Him Eat Him



Our second full-length album, released by Absolutely Kosher Records.


released June 5, 2007

Matt LeMay - vocals, guitar, keyboards, percussion; Joe Posner - bass, vocals; Jason Sigal - guitar, vocals; Raf Spielman - keyboards; Jeff Wood - drums, percussion, vocals. Produced by Jason Caddell and Get Him Eat Him. Engineered by Joel Hamilton, Marc Alan Goodman, Jason Caddell, Matt LeMay and Raf Spielman. Mixed by Chad Clark, Matt LeMay and TJ Lipple. Mastered by TJ Lipple.


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Get Him Eat Him Providence, Rhode Island

Five young men with passable small motor skills making big, confusing music. 2004-2009.

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Track Name: 2x2
It's a familiar sound
We're under attack
We want to stand our ground
They're beating us back
But don't take that tack
We'll take them on

Lay out your best offense
You want to tear the whole damned armory down
And get back the bastards who kept you silent and set you up

We're gonna take them down
They'll never come back
We're gonna take this town
And launch an attack

So fight back! It's too late to call a truce
You can't turn around after you're turned loose
And we're making tracks that go two by two
What more can we do?

We can turn it around
You can't give up now
You want to figure it out
And shake off your shackles
Sing it now: "I won't go quiet"
I won't go home

So don't you turn around
We're leaving intact
We're gonna face this down
And never look back
So don't take that tack
We'll take them on

Come along; we were right, they were wrong
We are brave, we are strong, and we're taking them on
We have a say
There's a will, there's a way
If we fight, if we stay, we can still win the day
Track Name: Diminutive
Lover, you're out of luck
You can't keep getting stuck
Suffer to stay, suffer to go
Suffer you're so downhearted, oh!

You don't go out on the weekends
You don't go out on your own
You don't know how to forget this or let it go

Wasting away as a way to atone
And you're staking a claim and making a home
And you're waking up late and you're taking it slow
But you won't

Sometimes is not enough
You get it just to give it up
Nothing to say, nowhere to go
Nothing but ìoh, I'm sorryî -- No!

You don't go out on the weekdays
You don't go out of your home
You don't go out of your window or out in the cold

So come on, we'll pay the witnesses off
Come on, we're cut from a difficult cloth
Come on, we're skirting disaster, we're faster--
We're past where we thought

Wasting your days and you're staying alone
And you're taking your aim, but you're faking the throw
And you're playing it safe and you're playing me close
But you don't
Track Name: Push & Pull
Arms Down
We can talk it out
I don't want to think about
All this hem and haw and freeze and thaw

So back down I won't wait you out
I've wasted too much time
And now you're telling me that that's not on your mind
It's on mine

So come down
We can turn around
This isn't the worst we've found
This is back and forth and beg and plead
If it's blood you want to see then baby get your guns out
We can shoot it out

But it's not about the past and patterns that drag us down
We're running up on a runaround
You come around and attack and attack
And we run right back to the same stage
Acting like we're the same age
You had it right when you said "let's fight"
When you set your sights so high

But maybe you're not just faking your double-taking and all
But what of your taste? What of your tone?
What of the tall tall tales of the walls we scaled
Track Name: Just So
So you think you know
Why I crawled away and walked off the stage without you
I kept my calm, and you got swept away
But oh, you know, we can't stop the show
It's not right, but this is all you know
The lines you stole left the academy cold

Reading out the words you wrote to me
Acting out the things you want to be
I'm calling it out: one sickening surprise
(You couldn't direct it, you reckless child)
I stumbled across the same crooked mile

So go, get up, rested and restless
Get dressed and go back to your home
A harrowed start to your Saturday
(Sleepy and sad to go)
But oh, you know, it can't always be just so
You're so sad but you're not so alone
It gets so old, I'm callous and cold

Working up the will to disagree
Acting out the things you'll never be
I'm calling it out: one sad surprise
(You wanted to wreck it in record time)
I followed you down the same crooked line

But don't-- there's another act to go
That's a part that I don't know
It got stuck inside my throat
It's a language that we wrote
Track Name: Exposure
Set off - six weeks on the road
Six changes of clothes and a chance at the front page
Staying up sober and so composed
Waking up aching, coffee and off we go

This isn't living like nothing to lose
Every song sounds like something to prove
But I'm used to taking it out on my ribcage, on the floor

Fighting off anger and apathy
Beating it down then calling her up on a rampage
And it's talk, talk, take me apart
Raptures and reveries
"Dear I'm defenseless - who would have guessed that's me?"

She said "move me" and I was moved
I never wanted to be so removed
It's true - I've taken it out on myself
Track Name: The Coronation Show
Under your breath
Over the phone
Out of your depth and the debts you owe
The hand you hold could make foreign nations fold

You're keeping it close
If somebody holds you down, would you tell him all you know?
You're free to go

Alighting alone
Where do you go when you can't call home?
Your friends are bold to have you curtseying on coals

You write what you know, and rightly so
You reach out across the room and the conversation slows

Under your breath
Over the phone
I'm at my best and you're on your own
The hand you hold couldn't salvage what was sold

You're dressed for the throne
But somebody stole your crown at the coronation show
You won't let go
Over and below the words you chose
Track Name: What We Do
I didn't want to be ugly
You held your heart out above me
I'm trying hard to be healthy
And I don't know why you would trust these
Accidents and arguments
And oh my god, my darling
What have we done now?
What do we do?

If only I could make that heart stop beating

You waited a long time to tell me
You came off cautious and comely
You held a hand out to help me
But you had a sickness to sell me

Oh no, why are you shaking?
"It's so hard to break me"

I hope this rest will be lasting
But I don't know how to get past these
Monuments and armaments
And "oh my god, I'm sorry"
What have we done now?
What could I do to you?

If only I could make that heart stop beating
(I don't know why you would trust me)
Track Name: Leaders In Doubt
Break your vows
Come out, come out
Correct and come unbound
Calling over
The back of your head
And half of your bed
And all of your cool and your clout
You left our leaders in doubt
We couldn't keep you out

Get your rest and get your friends
Collected and corralled
Bawling over
The books that you read
And what wasn't said
And what you were thinking aloud
You're cutting me out
Protect what makes you proud
Developed and devout
A face out of the crowd

And it's something to talk about
We couldn't keep it down

So take your bows
Get out, get out
Courageous to your crowd
Calling out for
The back of your head
And half of your bed
And all of your dread and your doubt
Let's just pretend we figured it out
Track Name: C.B.T.
Set up! You shot me up!
Shot bullets and bows
Your make-up and clothes
Possession and pose
Prosaic and cold, I match your tone

And it's a long way out of your home
Your neck to my nose
"I think we should go"
I wouldn't say no
Protracted and slow, I keep you close

Safe till the day when I will you a way
And you're willing to take what you're offered
Pale at your post where you miss me the most
And you're sorry and sad
You could want something bad
And it's on

Get up! It's not enough
The seconds we stole
I'm losing my hold
I'm choosing my role
Backhanded and bold, I keep control

And it's a long way back to "hello"
"I thought you should know..."
"We're playing a show..."
"What if I don't go?"
Heroic and honed, I walked you home

Wrecked by a fall that you couldn't recall
And you're wanted for all that you offer
Making the most as a guest and a ghost
And you're stifled and sad
You forgot what you had
And it's gone

You can play your part so easily
And I can make it smart so reasonably
I can keep my guard so easily
And take myself apart so reasonably
I can keep my guard - so now you know

Safe till the day when I will you a way
And you're willing to take what you're offered
Pale at your post where you miss me the most
And you're sorry and sad
You could want something bad
And it's on

Have you earned me now?
Do you think that you're allowed?
You could hurt me now
(Safe till the day when you will me a way
And I'm willing to take what you offer)
We could see over and over the walls that we built
(Sorry and sad, I could want something bad
And I'm willing to take you along)
Track Name: Get Down!
Gather 'round
Listen close
Here's an observation
Set up like a sermon but said with uncertainty

But that's a trap!
That's a trope!
That's a complication
Call it "access has its virtues
But so does obscurity"

Out of breath
And on call
Out of allies and alcohol
It's all the same when you're starving for sympathy

But that's a jab!
That's a joke
That's a job description
Call it "passion is a virtue
But so is proficiency"

But how to express under duress?
I can't speak from where I'm supposed to be
And recant rumors and rants starting "supposedly...."

"Not your best"
I know
I just wanted to let it go
And let on that this has occurred to me

But I could snap!
I can't cope
I could call it off and call it "patience is a virtue
But it's not maturity"

So get down, get down!
(I'm already down!)
Get down, get down!
(I don't wanna get down!)
Get down, get down!

I've confessed
I propose we're ready to go
Track Name: Present Tenses
Wait a minute
I'm fielding the failures of hindsight
How to spin it?
The feeling is wrong but it's coming out right

So stand down!
If you can't stand apart from your place
You can't stand to part with your pace
And slow down
Admit it - you couldn't sit still

How did I lose my voice?
I suffered with every choice
"Sound certain and make it up"
But knowing is not enough
When the road's so rough
And it's been a long time coming home

Maybe, lately
I'm playing the part of the playwright
Call me crazy
I'm calling it art but it's heartless and trite

So sit down!
If you can't stand and argue your case
You're back where you started so
Make it stop
You catch your breath and you let it drop
For one sweet second
But what do you do when the clock starts ticking?

How did I lose my voice?
I suffered with every choice
"Sound certain and make it up"
But "sorry" is not enough
When you say that stuff
And then you're off and running home, alone
Forget it, you've made your own bed to sleep in

So come on, cut me down from the fence
I can't keep sitting out
I need a little bit of time to figure out these events
In present tenses!
Track Name: Patronage
So long to the words we knew
Accidents are all we have
And the sound's so loud
But you couldn't call it out
And the difference is down to patronage

But on the phone they were talking you down
A conversation called "couldn't have you around"
To take your time
You're primitive, and I'm past my prime

Say goodbye to the facts we thought we knew
And the figures we found
In the margins
Of the pictures that we drew
The picture is about patronage

But on the phone they were talking you down
A conversation called "couldn't have you around"
To take your time
You're primitive, I'm patient
I paced it like so

You're red and you're rote
I come and I go, cold comfort
I'm someone you know
You're caught in your coat
With nowhere to go
No answers
You're sallow
Track Name: Murphy Bed
You were mine to defend
You wanted the waiting to end
I wanted to see you again

You've seen this face before
Death at the foot of the door
Hungry at your hand
I'm coming apart; you're becoming a part of my plan

But slow down
You shouldn't be so cold
You've been hiding out
And doing as you're told
Doing as he tells you
Telling him you're sold

You shot me
I'm not how you want me
I wanted your body
I wanted you on me
You tempt and you taunt me
You speak like it's copy

At my command
Would you tear him down and talk me up like your man
I can't stand
And I will crawl until you pick me up
And take me in to hide
As our commitments come untied

You got me
I'm right where you want me
You're under my body
You separate softly
I want to be happy
I want you to catch me

You caught me
I'm not how you want me
I followed you falsely
You felt it and fought me
You collar me calmly
I want to be sorry
I want you to stop me