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The Throat Is Bent EP

by Get Him Eat Him

  • Digital Album
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    Immediate download of 5-track EP in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
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    Limited, lovingly hand-silkscreened CD-R, with original artwork by drummer Jeff Wood.

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Stop the presses! You set me up I said it once And it’s something you already know The best of us broken The rest left outspoken and slow We lost our way and we’re late to our next show So we travel to inanities unknown As the cities pass, we make it last ‘Till the last of us goes home At last we can sing a different song That doesn’t go “hey, that was fun, but so long.” And questions like, “what did I do so wrong?” That you can never ask…. We did it! We did it! We’re too dumb to quit it Quick enough we find we’re not the exception Lights go on, the audience out of control As long as you’re playing You can’t hear them saying “LET’S GO!” Some questions are best left alone: How these signals are turned into tone And how to recognize one of your own
Hearts Away 02:54
You come home talking tough High on your own time And the time that you found to say “no” A silent stare, a sad hello You give it all away But your act stays exactly the same: You don’t want to lose I’m sorry You caught me sleeping off the best part of the day In sorrow We both know, it’s time we put our hearts away We lost the best parts over innocuous things You’ve been running scared, too cool to care Too young to try but too old to walk away (But you won’t say that to me) No one said there’d be debts to pay And traps to lay And secrets to betray They were half-meant and half-true And half the time, they weren’t mine to say You come back busted up Strung out like “haven’t I suffered enough” But you’ve used that line too many times so you stay Your dress just falls away And you stand with your hands up and say “Hey, come on and make me sorry” You want me thinking up the saddest words to say “I won’t go” But we both know It’s time we put our best shoes on and start the day We gave our chance up over innocuous things You’ve been running scared, too cool to care We have to pry these pieces apart, but not today
Utility 02:29
Cold hands come through the middle to wake me up But I’m not asleep at all You’re under my nose, and out of your clothes But you’re not so exposed And I’m not selling something that you don’t own I’m nobody’s fool, I play by the rules So don’t you play it cool Take back the time that you take it away Take back the time that you said: “How’d you get so easy to please?” You count back from ten and tend to your needs So take me on, girl, it’s easy to see That I’ve got yours for free Cold hands cut through the middle I’m waking up I’m worried but I won’t say “no, no, no I know what you do” And what if it’s true? What if I missed my own dissent (sentimental) And I botched my best attacks (accidental) And I have to take it slow, slow…. When did I become such a sleaze? You get back to town, and down on your knees You keep getting colder, you give me the freeze I want you to see That after all, I’m someone to believe Take back the time that you take it away Get back and give back your best time
Blinders 03:43
None of your friends are at your show The lights have gone on and they’ve gone home You’re floating alone There’s no one to hold you down And keep you in the throes It’s not your fault You’re not the only one who’s left out in the cold Where nobody knows, and no one gets home No one gets home alive And after a while, you get so stick of waiting You stayed and you smiled But it’s time to go home And you’re too scared to go it alone With no one But how will you survive Another night at home taking shots at yourself and your kind And all the time you wait and see and skip like a record You’re old enough to be strong But you want to belong to somebody’s eyes It gets better – get back, you’re on your own You won’t listen to anyone who says “You don’t want someone to go where you won’t” And after a while you get so sentimental You’re so sentimental You’re waiting for someone to call Nobody’s home And when the word comes down You feel like you’ve heard it before You’ve been sad since you started to get what you want And it’s not what you want anymore The last sight of the light behind your eyes
No more concessions I can’t keep losing ground I wanted you I wandered through the haunted half of town A night with someone new Is just something to do Until you take me Would you take me on? If you don’t call soon It won’t be long But what I need now is to retrace where I’ve been And play disc one, track eleven over and over and over again New York had a skyline, too But I tore it down to give to you so you’d take me So you’d take me on If you don’t call soon It won’t be long ‘Till we regress And go our separate ways We both have our needs now They got out of hand The strings that you pull now Could kill a lesser man The lessons came too soon So we left them out and locked ourselves in your room So now where do we go? It’s five years on, you’re old enough to know that I’m waiting Turn around I can’t keep holding out And talking rings around the one thing that you know I’ll never say: “Could you save me?” Are we safe from harm? If the worst comes soon I won’t be wrong We lost our place But we can take it back from covert attacks and overreactions Oh, but it’s only until you take me Would you take me on Please come back soon, I won’t wait long I’m hanging on for today


Our last and final EP. Lots of 3-guitar jams. RECOMMENDED.


released February 17, 2009

Matt LeMay - vocals, guitar, organ; Joe Posner - bass; Jason Sigal - guitar; Kevin Sparks - guitar; Jeff Wood - drums. Recorded by Get Him Eat Him at Debasement and A Question of Frequency. Mixed by Matt LeMay at A Question of Frequency. Mastered by Chad Clark at Silver Sonya.




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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