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The Green Key Will Let You In

by The Riffbrokers

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take your time now and take a look at me the laurels and sheets never fit so comfortably here comes the sadness of being around too long i don’t have the legs to outrun a disinterested throng fallin in love outside myself this way its how ive come to believe anything you say ive been deported to outside your borders this time asked for a ride got kicked to the side of that railroad sign instr. bridge/solo dont have the legs to outrun my jealousy I lean like an orphan and sideways by degrees if i had the gas i would leave now forever with you the sky’s just as big as anything blocking our view. intro riff- breakdown outro ch: Don’t take it badly, now - I’ve been around too...( rpt. call/ response) ….long
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COWBOY FILM Your lips are crowded, i cant rise above the din. needles stick my heart and sting like open cuts and gin. like an extra in a cowboy film the arrows from your hills are gonna kill me the stage is set to burn a couple hundred or so. Your past is daunting a need for an online truce its just a mercy killing deleted in a last line mood Who’s the sheriff of your town? For whom does your siren sound The stage is set to burn a couple hundred or so. SOLO BRG: We’ve been tryin to vibrate and be happy with the odds Tryin to make some noise and still get off It seems silly to protest, too much darkness left to shake You crowd my mind, just like my Hemingway ache. Rpt. V1 Rpt. Ch2
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RUNNIN’ FOR THE FENCE Are ya feelin fierce? Could you run this night? Could you shake out the ground and tear down the sky? I cant feel my feet, just my dirty nails There’s a restless lawn down there by the trail You’re not running for the fence now are ya? Youre not lookin for the exit sign Please believe me when I punch your ticket I wont leave you in the pines Youre my favorite ache Please do not relent You could be the trouble heaven had sent Its not every day I make ya feel like a girl I’m just tryin to flatten out this Mercator world She builds a place around her heart that saves her She has to wait between the two state line she believes me when i punch her ticket I won’t strand her in the pines BR. solo Are ya feelin fierce? Could you run this night? Could you shake out the ground and tear down the sky? You’re not running for the fence now are ya? Youre not lookin for the exit sign Please believe me when I punch your ticket I wont leave you in the pines
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Friday I picked you up from the light rail and i've learned how to greet you again aint no more freezin' up like the brakes on that train our tongues are tied more ways than one the treehouse is ours again the green key will let you in and Monday is so far away no time to count the hours let's have another round of everything you came here for and I know how to be the guy that starts the van and doesnt cry I've folded and buried my steam hard to watch you walk away pretend its not goodbye I'll kiss you all night in my dreams ..
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Reentry 02:02
REENTRY it's kinda like an art form - flick of the wrist no one lived to write about it got an empty bowl like you’re Oliver Twist no one left to fight about it re entry, new shoes handful of pills and a permission slip nothing left to think about it's taken several years to find a handle to grip nothing left to sing about re entry, new shoes reentry it always burns, too much oxygen reentry you’ll never learn, a funeral in a rocket ship SOLO handful of pills and a permission slip no one lived to write about it it's taken several years to find a handle to grip no one left to fight about it reentry you never learn, too many messages reentry it always burns, a funeral in a rocket ship

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From Absolute Powerpop-
The Riffbrokers' new EP is a thought-provoking dessert served less than a year after the Seattle band's critically praised 2011 full-course, Every Pilot's Blinded By The Sun, hit the shelves.

Produced by the group's longtime comrade Johnny Sangster, Green Key marks the entry of former Evangeline and Low Land High guitarist Chris Cline into the Riffbrokers camp. Cline's distinctive, melodic guitar stylings punctuate frontman Nick Millward's gritty vocals throughout the EP's tracks, while Barb Hunter (Cobirds Unite, Visqueen) places her haunting cello in the center of "Cowboy Film."

Yes, haunting. Green Key proves to be a spell-casting departure, a contemplative diversion from the Americana-based power-pop the Riffbrokers are better known for. However, the band re-embraces their signature — in spades — with the EP's blistering and appropriately titled finale, "Reentry."

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released March 17, 2012

The Riffbrokers
Nick Millward- vocals, guitar
Heather Millward- bass, b.vocals
Ryan Maxwell- drums
Chris Cline- guitar
with guests
Barb Hunter- cello
Johnny Sangster- b.vocals, tambourine, maracas

Recorded and mixed by Johnny Sangster
at Crackle & Pop!, Seattle, WA. Jan. 2012
Paintings by Heather Millward
All songs © 2012 Nick Millward, BMI

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The Riffbrokers Seattle, Washington

Northwest powerpop twang outfit formed 1999, Boise Idaho. Band nucleus Nick and Heather Millward moved to Seattle the following year. They've traveled the land since and released over five full length albums on their homemade label Unsmashable Records.

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