Hot Wine

by The Brooklyn What

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BKW's most complete and diverse record. A love letter to old-school Brooklyn and 6 decades of Rock&Roll.

This record is dedicated to the memory of Billy Cohen and to the Cohen family.

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released January 15, 2013

Recorded at Continental Studios, Long Island City, Queens
Engineered by Mike Gevaza and Matt Gevaza
Produced by The Brooklyn What and Mike Gevaza
Mastered by Jay Franco at Sterling Sound

Album Art & Design by Tamara Porras

Copyright 2013 The Brooklyn What

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Track Name: Catastrophe Kids
Catastrophe Kids at the art school show
They're modern rockers, yeah yeah they know
Every crooked glance says they never ever lose contol
Just standin around like they don't know Rock & Roll

You got style, yeah you're stylin, you got style to use,
your daddy got all the money but you got all the issues
I'm a new york guy with no license to drive
so lets walk to the shows that we can
You still look so pretty with your arms all crossed
but its a shame you wont dance

So I say: Why wont you dance
Why wont you dance
Why wont you dance
Why wont you dance at all?

Why wont you dance
Why wont you dance
Why wont you dance
Babybabybabycomeon!

So tightly wound but they claim that they're loose
It's for fashion not for function so I ask whats the use
You were so careful and clean, so precise and pristine
I was just looking for a bit of grime
Jesus Christ it shouldn't be this hard to a have a real good time

So I say...
And the boys say...
And the girls say...
Track Name: The Basement
I wanna leave the whole world behind me
I wanna go someplace where no one will find me
Sometimes I wanna blast off into outer space, yeah
Don't wanna hear that everything is alright
Don't wanna go out to the bar tonight
I got nothin' to say, I ant got no statement

So leave me alone, Don't give me a call
Baby I just aint that cool at all
I know my placement
In the basement
I know my placement
It's in the basement

I need a place where I can run and hide
I got no reason to swallow my pride
A million people in this town and I just cant face them
No one to tell me how to talk or act
A place where I can keep my roots intact
Sometimes I just wanna go back to the basement

So go ahead, go fill your cup
Cause once I'm goin down you know I aint comin up
I know my placement...

I know that it aint healthy to
Go back from whence you came
When everybody's out there
Just trying to make their name
And conversation topics
make you feel more neurotic
and every single fashion
Just makes you feel like smashin' 'em

I know my placement
It's in the basement
Track Name: Punk Rock Loneliness
The rain soaks through your converse sneakers
Nervous Breakdown in your headphone speakers
Down on Bowery and Bleeker again
Your mohawk falls limp and sinks into your face
You think about her, remember her taste, she's
Probably out somewhere, getting fucked
Down here on Bleeker and Bowery
Where CBGB used to be
This place just aint that cool to me anymore

Not Joey, not Johnny, not Dee Dee Ramone
Will appear as a ghost and drive you home
You're out on the streets tonight with your Punk Rock Loneliness
And no one in this world could give a shit
you made your bed now lie in it
Out on the streets tonight with your Punk Rock Loneliness

All the things you had to give her
First your heart, and then your liver
All will drown in the east river tonight
Your mohawk falls limp and sinks into your face
You think about her and remember her taste
You wanna be a Dead Boy
I WANNA BE A DEAD BOY!!!!!!
Down here on Bleeker and Bowery
Where John Varvatos now shall be
And there just aint a place for me in this world!!!

Not Joey, not Johnny, not Dee Dee Ramone
Will appear as a ghost and drive you home
You're out on the streets tonight with your Punk Rock Loneliness
And no one in this world could give a shit
you made your bed now lie in it
Out on the streets tonight with your Punk Rock Loneliness
Track Name: Come To Me
When you got nothing left in this whole world
Want you to come to me
When you're down and out and sad-eyed girl
Want you to come to me
Although darkness may surround you
All I want is my arms around you
You can come (come on, come to me)
You can come to me (come on, come to me)

When you've been working on a twelve hour shift
Taking shit from everyone around
Waiting tables just to make your tip
You gotta smile when your heart just frowns
But don't you worry baby you'll see me
Standing outside trying to catch your eye
'Cause you know that when you get off work
I'm gonna kiss you underneath the street light
Anything money can do
All I got I'm gonna give to you
And you can come (come on, come to me)
You can come to me (come on, come to me)

If you've been crying, staying up late night, thinking
Nothing's gonna turn out right
Your feet are sore, your head's a mess
And your pocketbook is feeling light
Don't worry babe, It aint so hard
Just one swipe of that metrocard
and you can come (come on, come to me)
You can come to me...
Track Name: Crush You So Fast
a tender complex
flipped through your rolodex
did the cool rot the core?
i couldn't tell you anymore

legs entwined when they kicked in the door
scream your smiles in awe
that's pretty much what the heart is for, alright

flash your eyelash, gotta go now
crush you so fast, you lost control now
i think i know what you think that you need
i only care until the moment that I hear you plead

'i laugh the loudest when i fit the routine'
but once your insides go sore
that's pretty much what the heart is for

but when you see what came before
it's harder to ignore
but easier once you're out the door
Track Name: Tomorrow Night
Cold hands, you wanted it
All night, you thought of it
Dredged up, and looking for the show
Gold dreams and firebombs
Loose lips on autopause
World War, and now you wanna go

Now I'll wait until the night
Come on lady let me hold you tight
There's some scheming that I have had
But it makes me morbid, makes me feel so sad
See my love come turning round

I miss you, I wanna kiss you
Tomorrow night

And everyone
Jacked off, and on the run
Decked out, and looking for a fight
Your fingers clutch at me
Dead arms drag me out to sea
And I just wanna set the world on fire tonight

I'm so worn out feeling old
Come on lady wont you warm my soul
If you know about a stupid man
Then you'll know I do the best I can
See my love come turning round

I miss you, I wanna kiss you
Tomorrow night
I miss you, I'll kiss you
Tomorrow night