Again & Again & Again

by Janus 4-14

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released February 12, 2016

Recorded by John Pfiffner and Jaime Lagueruela. Assistant Engineer: Koehn Terry. Mixed by Mitch Easter. Produced by Mitch Easter and Janus 4-14. Mastered by Yes Master Studio.

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Janus 4-14 Mount Airy, North Carolina

Small-town goofballs who like to rock.

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Track Name: No One Anymore Cares About the War
There's no one calling our name out
There's no one beating our door down
There's only a hundred or so
That even knows that we're alive
You should see how well we clear the room
We start with fifty and end up with five

It seems that no one anymore cares about the war
It's just that no one anymore cares about the war

We spent a year on this album
It ran us into the thousands
After begging family and friends
First week we sell twenty-five
And we'd love to play a show for you
But we'll have to clear it with our wives

It seems that no one anymore cares about the war
It's just that no one anymore cares about the war

And we'd like to thank the five of you
That had nothing going on tonight

It seems that no one anymore cares about the war
It's just that no one anymore cares about the war
Track Name: One Pill, Two Pill
She’s almost lost control, she's got a lot of problems
Four days down, twenty-seven to go
She's got herself a book to write down all of her secrets
Come on.

She settled for a man, in touch with his feelings
Like Faulkner's women all he does is endure
He always understands. It gets pretty annoying.
Come on.

Come on.
Come on.

It takes one pill, she's feeling alright unhuh
It takes two pills to get through the night unhuh ow

Becoming what you hate, well that's called getting older
Cry drunken tears to the person you were
Or sacrifice your kids, relive adolescence
Come on.

She always understands the moment after breakdown
When taillights fade, everything seems so clear
Her bridges to the past are baptized in fire
Come on.

Come on.
Come on.

It takes one pill, she's feeling alright unhuh
It takes two pills to get through the night unhuh ow

Ba-da-da-da-da

They teach you when you young. It takes a life to sink in.
Freedom's price is the expense of your soul
Try to get ahead, lucky to maintain

Come on.
Come on.
Track Name: Rest of Our Lives
Well, I fell down. I guess, I deserve this.
Been shuffling from girl to girl just to try and find a home.
You soon found out, I'm not really worth it.
But still you hung around, and I just got to know.

Why'd you stick around? Why'd you stick around?
Was there something that you had mistaken for good?
Well, I got to know

She picked me up, brushed off my shoulders.
Put tongue to thumb and then she wiped my clean
She makes me whole; she makes me golden.
But still I hesitate and freak out about everything.

Why'd you stick around? Why'd you stick around?
Are you compelled to save every wounded bird that you meet?
Well, I got to know

I will mess up, 'cause that's what I do.
Again and again and again, I'll walk right over you.
So give me some rope, a ceiling that's high.
We might not survive the fall, but we'll damn sure try

Whoa-oh-o-oh-o-oh

So let's raise a toast, with glasses held high
That we two become as one until the day we die
And let's have some kids, raise them up right
Try not to mess them up for the rest of their lives

Whoa-oh-o-oh-o-oh
Track Name: Music is Background & Nothing More
All hail the death of the rock star
Seems everybody needs a friend
A sensitive soul they can relate to
Even if it's just pretend

Chances are I wouldn't like you
Your opinions or point of view
You're convinced that we'd be best friends
We both know that's not true

No one buys records anymore
Kids at the show just look so bored
No one cares about the war
Music is background & nothing more.

No one buys records anymore
Kids at the show just look so bored
No one cares about the war
Music is background & nothing more.

First thing you do is lay the click track
'Cause we're devoted to the beat
Don't forget the spaced-out intro
Let's lull these hipsters to sleep

Everything is instrumental
There's nothing left to say
I need music to slowly die to
Feelings just get in the way

No one buys records anymore
Kids at the show just look so bored
No one cares about the war
Music is background & nothing more.

No one buys records anymore
Kids at the show just look so bored
No one cares about the war
Music is background & nothing more.

Well, I hope your parents hate this song
I hope your parents hate this song
And everytime you sing along
I hope it's killing them

No one buys records anymore
Kids at the show just look so bored
No one cares about the war
Music is background & nothing more.

No one buys records anymore
Kids at the show just look so bored
No one cares about the war
Music is background & nothing more.

Music is background & nothing more.
Music is background & nothing more.
Music is background & nothing more.
Music is background & nothing more.

I hope your parents hate this song
I hope your parents hate this song
And every time you sing along
I hope it's killing them
Track Name: Sorry About That
My mother cried the first time she met you and I'm sorry about that
Oh yeah, I'm sorry about that.
She called my father and begged to come home, and I'm sorry about that
Oh yeah, I'm sorry

But what could I do?
She knew I wasn't the man for you.
It came to be true, 'cause two months you and I were through.

We talked about our plans for the future, and I'm sorry about that
Yeah, I'm sorry about that
We were young and you got confused, and I'm sorry about that
Oh yeah, I'm sorry

But what could I do?
You said you needed a little more room
I thought we were through. In walked Diana all exciting and new.

I saw a movie, made me think of you, and I'm sorry about that
Oh yeah, I'm sorry about that
I wrote a song, this makes two, and yeah, I'm sorry about
Oh yeah, I'm sorry

But what could I do?
Looking back is such a tempting view
To tell you the truth
Sometimes, I wonder what you're up to
Could it be true?
Sometimes, you even think of me too
And if you do
Do you wonder what I'm up to?
Track Name: Yestergirls & Schoolboy Crushes
I don't want some hazy daydreams
Of yestergirls & schoolboy crushes
I want some new blood in my bed tonight

I'm tired of doing just what's expected
Relationships rehashed and recycled
Everything rehearsed and refined

I need some to say, “hold on tight”
And come right in and wreck my life
I need a little hope
Someone to let me know
It will be alright

In she walks bleach-blonde exotic
From another world, a female Bowie
I knew right then, trouble was on the rise
We talked Jasper's targets
The music scene and J Spaceman
Everything, everything felt right

She came right in and said, “hold on tight”
And walked right in and wrecked my life
Well, she gives me hope
That she'll let me know
It's gonna be alright
Track Name: The Sound of Trees Falling
If we sing loud enough,
Do you think you'd hear
From all of the bubblegum pop filling up your ears?

And if we play loud enough,
Would it break through
All of that background music you're accustomed to?

It seems like such a boring life
With synth drones and rigid four four time
If sleepwalking's the goal, you're doing fine
No offense, nothing personal

This is the sound, this is the sound
This is the sound of trees falling

If we looked young enough,
Do you think you'd see
Our faces plastered all over your TV?

If we toured long enough
All across the land
We'd probably make more money in a cover band

My God, you kids seem so uptight
With clinched cheeks all doing the modern jive
Constantly confused, asking is this alright?
Is this getting too personal?

This is the sound, this is the sound
This is the sound of trees falling

It seems like such a boring life
With synth drones and rigid four four time
If sleepwalking's the goal, you're doing fine
No offense, nothing personal

This is the sound, this is the sound
This is the sound of trees falling
Track Name: Friday Night
Friday night, get the car
let’s go for a ride
All my friends packed inside
and everything is fine
Boys and girls all with roaming hands, but no one seems to mind
with the kisses on the tongue, fake IDs, and city lights
Burning throats, windows fog
as we sing along
to homemade mix-tapes
of our favorite songs
Boys and girls so in love with themselves and everything’s alright
as their voices echo off the walls, escape into the night
the night

Spinning heads start to swim
as we all fall down
Tangled arms, tangled legs
Make a glorious sound

Boy and girls walking hand in hand. We’ll give it one more try
Cause the city’s thwarted us too long
It’s going down tonight.
Tonight
Track Name: High School Reunion
The letter in the mail said it’s been ten years
but it feels like yesterday
Eight years of preparation
and four to plan my escape
High school reunion
Let’s start with lights and streamers
and watch us fill the room
with alcohol and bitterness
and helium-filled balloons

It’s our high school reunion
It’s only ten years everyone’s still the same
In only ten years, nothing much has changed
They’re still the same
You’re still the same
I feel so much better
having caught up with you
Talking about the glory days
and who did better than who

at our high school reunion
Track Name: Love Song
Beautiful
You’re beautiful, it’s true
I saw your face in a crowded place
and I didn’t know what to do
Well, you know
our love was meant to be
The kind of love that lasts forever
and I want you here with me
I’m never gonna say these words
cause I’m never gonna feel that way about you
No, I’m never gonna feel that way about you
Whenever, I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I’m whole again
and I’ll always be in love with you
You know
You know it’s true
You can’t tell me it’s not worth fighting for
Everything I do, I do it for you
I’m never gonna say these words
cause I’m never gonna feel that way about you
No, I’m never gonna feel that way about you
Track Name: American Dream
It started off so amazing
Whispered, hushed, and reverent tones
You were the talk of the town kid
Now you just feel used and alone

With a head full of mor
Still hazy from the night
And yeah, we heard
Of you passed out
Blacked-out on a
Half undressed on some

Here’s to good intentions

It didn’t end up like it started
It didn’t turn out like we dreamed
I’m not saying that we had all of the answers
but everything’s apart at the seams
Now we’re looking all around for solutions
Someone or something to believe
and everyone has an answer
Here’s to the American Dream
And yeah, they made you feel special
No greater high than being adored
It’s funny how one bad decision
Always leads to a couple more
Leads to a whole lot more
Leads to a lifetime more

Here’s to good intentions

It didn’t end up like it started
It didn’t turn out like we dreamed
I’m not saying that we had all of the answers
but everything’s apart at the seams
Now we’re looking all around for solutions
Someone or something to believe
and everyone has an answer
Here’s to the American Dream