All Lyrics Written by Blake Rainey and Copyright 2008 (Young Antiques Music, ASCAP)

YOUNG ANTIQUES - SOUNDTRACK TO TEAR US APART

NOTHING AT ALL When you hang yourself in the middle of the night/From the roof from the rafters below/From a sky so blue in the face/With your head still hung low/And then you can't thing of anything but that night/And then you can't sleep because the rope's too tight/Oh yes you've had enough but do sit tight/Because the phone's ringing out of control/And then the ambulance comes/The mom's and the pop's/The friends that you knew all your life/And those white dudes with their charts and their tubes/I scream there isn't anything that means nothing/Nothing at all/Dancing razor blades and milky white wrists/When you hang yourself in the middle of the night and then swing

TADAO ANDO All he ever wanted was in college/And all he ever needed was forbidden knowledge/The international style and law/World masterpieces, Tadao Ando/Envisioning architecture/The fool, the fool/All he ever needed was in anthologies/And all he ever wanted was apologies/ Environmental power that shapes us/On the art of building/Intense buildings, hallelujah/In time he's walking around/in time he's walking around/ All he ever wanted was in college/And all he ever needed was forbidden knowledge/The autodidact king of everything/On the art of building intense/Building's hallelujah

NOVEMBER You said/Never forgive her/And I was stoned when/They found floating in the river/Her committing the sin/That brings us all down like rocks tied with ropes to the drowned/Like how love gets close/Your cuts I remember the most/Like how love gets close/It's your cuts I remember the most/And as I hold my own ghost/You spiral down/And I will write down everything/Hold my own/With the birds and the bees and the wind in the trees/Hold my own/Until the last heavyweight stands I'll be a man in the ring/October is a month to remember/I think I was sober/And like December it book-ends November/In Georgia it gets cold then/And I can write better when/In Georgia it gets cold then/And I can write better when

GLAMOUR CROWD No one's really going out, are they?/No one's really out on the town, are they?/No invitation sent to miss the party/I get drunk too much/I guess it goes with everything I do/And I never could have made it without you/I push most my luck/Some things go bad some forever go on good/Best I do enough to keep up/Rather than trust who rule the cool and judge/The glamour crowd is so cool, the glamour crowd likes it cruel, the glamour crowd is so tough, the glamour crowd likes it rough/I think too much/Some things go bad some forever go on good/Like my tattoos don't suck/Deeper than skin/Deeper than the crowd you're with/Yes it shows sometimes it's best to keep up/Some things go bad some forever go on good/Like I never could have made it without you

LAWS I hear you creep you think I'm sleeping as you slip down the hall/I know we said we were not drinking/I know I had some falls/The Kitchen floor sticks to your feet/The sound it makes is the same/As the freezer door which holds our vodka opens/You've got the pains again/I caught you stealing pills from boxes we kept by the bed/And when you asked why was I in those boxes/My face was read/Is it a crime if you consider breaking your own rules/But change your mind for the better baby/You know I've got the blues/ Ticked off by the second hand, ripped off by a red hand, broken teeth by a heavy hand, and written off in short hand law/Laws bent or broken brew up questions we all have to ask/Are laws kept to go unspoken where no one has to ask/Are the laws we break worth the punishment no matter how drastic/Are the laws we bend getting increasingly vapid?

DOES IT MATTER? The loud room rehearsals/Basement tapes thrown in drawers/The sound unorthodox/CD-R's and beer cans on the floor/A passion shot fast from the heart/As cupids dart's find no melody/No songs or words to sing/We can take our fears and run with them/We won't understand them anymore/Do you matter to us anymore/They don't matter to me anymore/The punks and the pirates/Out on the digital/The imminent destruction/Of your 2-inch tape studio/Lay down a sound and wish on a star/And soon as dark something will bleed/A song with words to sing/ We can take our fears and run with them/We won't understand them anymore/Do you matter to us anymore/They don't matter to me anymore/The hipsters and vultures/Spray painting on the walls/The static in the back streets/The angels of alleys and attics/Oh the art punks!/A soundtrack to tear us apart/As Cupid's dart finds a melody/A song with words worth singing!/ We can take our fears and run with them/We won't understand them anymore/Do they matter to us anymore/They don't matter to me anymore!

CROWN I'm looking up/Just out for myself is not enough/Just point out any rut/And I'll fall in easy/Thinking up/How good it could get if we were drunk/Pass out on a bench or a stump/And wake up freezing/Coming down/Off pills and a bottle of Crown/We're abusing/I'm hanging out/And this hotel is bringing me down/I'm lost but somehow found/By illusion/ Coming down/Off pills and a bottle of Crown/We're abusing/ The rest of my life, rest of my, rest of my life/So look out/Stroll down a familiar route/10 Lucky Strikes and a stout/Going down easy/Thinking 'bout/My life, my friends, and how/I'm lost but somehow found/By conclusion/ Coming down/Off pills and a bottle of Crown/We're abusing

JOHNNY DA DA Johnny looks left/Johnny looks right/Johnny Da Da always got his hands in his pockets and on his knife/See him standing in the corner/See him staggering with the crooks/Johnny looks left/Johnny looks right/Johnny Da Da always cracks a grin when he smiles/You can bet your life/See him standing on the corner/See him standing on the corner/And I can't get a ride/'Cause Johnny's drunk tonight/I think he pulled out his knife/Oh no!/ Johnny be good and Johnny be bad/And Johnny be cruel all along the watchtower with everything he has/Standing down there on the corner/See him staggering with the crooks/Now now now/Johnny looks left/Johnny looks right/Johnny Da Da always has his hands in his pockets and on his knife/See him standing on the corner/See him standing on the corner/I can't get a ride/'Cause Johnny's drunk tonight/I think he pulled out his knives/Oh no!/Dada was not art — it was "anti-art" protesting against the contemporary academic and cultured values of art. For everything that art stood for, Dada was intended to offend./Johnny looks left/Johnny looks right/Johnny Da Da always keeps his hands in his pockets and on his gun.

SLOW DOWN You've got some nerve coming back to this town/When the reason we split was 'cause you weren't hanging around/I won't fool myself again why did you fancy me?/ You put me back on the shelf again and left me dangling/Oh I/I'm not chasing you this time/I'm too scared and out of light/I'm not wasting all this time/Smoking half the nights away/We've been hoodwinked maybe once or twice before/Mugged before I could even blink/Bamboozled asking for more/No that's not me right now/That is a matter of fact/I've got the nerve/I can brace myself/No medics, no pills, no panic attacks/ Oh I/I'm not chasing you this time/I'm too scared and out of light/I'm not wasting all this time/Smoking half the nights away/Don't waste your turn/Don't miss the taciturn/You've heard it all by now/And you're through with it anyhow/I know I've been set free/And I keep strange company/If you don't know me by now/Darling please/Slow down/Slow down

ON A PLANET 2 Hanging out on a planet in space/Wishing you could be here on this lonely place/Thinking 'bout how so soon it gets late/It's like I cannot tell apart the night from day/You're so far away/Are you happy now/Are you happy now/Everything is miles away/Are you happy now?/Time machine is what I could be/Flying back and forwards from the present scene/Satellite is what I feel like/I light up things you want to see on a bright screen/someone that's not me/Are you happy now?/Everything is miles away/Are you happy now? Hanging out on a planet in space/Wishing you could be here on this lonely place/Thinking 'bout how so soon it gets late/It's like I cannot tell apart the night from day/You're so far away/Are you happy now/Are you happy now/Everything is miles away/Are you happy now?/Everything just floats away/Are you happy now???