Volume Seven

by The Bloomsbury Coalition

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released 01 January 2014

Album art by Nick Mahoney of Wallah

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The Bloomsbury Coalition

The Bloomsbury Coalition is a collective of musicians and artists from the Delaware Valley. Together we play shows and assist each other with the struggles of the independent music world. This is an experiment in cross-promotion. We have no leader. We are friends. ... more

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Track Name: Nobody Yet - I'm Not Locked In Here With You, You're Locked In Here With Me
LYRICS by: Joe Humeas

"What's going on can you assess the situation
Decapitation and bodies all around
So hide your eyes cause it's gonna get ugly
And listen close to a brand new story
Of rage and love spilling on the floor
You're afraid of a disaster
You can try and try but we're not what we seem
I dare you to run away 'cause our transformations are taking place
Someone's gonna die tonight (tonight) so save yourself
This place is not safe but you are never gonna wanna go home
Try to run and hide and say your goodbyes
Frantic occasion and no one's calming down
Frightened they are but we lick our lips for more
Attention attention put the rioters to bed but they can't control what's in our heads
Follow their lead while we follow our own
You're afraid of a disaster
You can try and try but we're not what we seem
I dare you to run away 'cause our transformations are taking place
Someone's gonna die tonight (tonight) so save yourself
This place is not safe but you are never gonna wanna go home
Try to run and hide and say your goodbyes
I dare you to run away
I dare you to run away
I dare you to run away
I dare you to run away
You're afraid of a disaster
You can try and try but we're not what we seem
No mom and dad will never answer
I'm sorry but you have to come with me
I dare you to run away 'cause our transformations are taking place
Someone's gonna die tonight (tonight) so save yourself
This place is not safe but you are never gonna wanna go home
Try to run and hide and say your goodbyes
Say your goodbyes"
Track Name: Wallah - Swerve
Lyrics by: Mahoney & Romano

Quite a story it was, or quite a story it is
nonetheless your eyes caught this naive kid
and in the contact he did connect, later to
regretfully he made his way over
watching all his steps, oh no he would not dare
lose not one more chance, it would not be very
fair of you to deny his lust
he had too much hope to have another bust
but to his demise you slipped away

Oh nooo
don't swerve away
i wish you could've stayed
right here in my arms
oh nooo
don't swerve away
I got these feelings inside
and there here to stay

Lucky he might've been if they were to speak
now they're destined to play hide and seek
where can she be found on this large hunting ground
round and around he goes searching for his prize
raven-clad beauty with those striking eyes
while the city sleeps he rejects defeat
on these wayward streets he feels his mind wander
searching for a sign of where to find her
with such beauty to rare to let slip by with a stare

Oh nooo
don't swerve away
i wish you could've stayed
right here in my arms
oh nooo
don't swerve away
I got these feelings inside
and there here to stay

oh nooo, oh nooo
oh nooo, don't swerve away, I wish you could've stayed right here in my arms
oh noo, don't swerve away, I got these feelings inside and there here to stay!

NOO, I won't, dare to let you go again!!
NOO. Don't walk away from me!
Baby please don't go (don't go)
Baby please don't go (don't go)
NOO, Don't walk away from me!
Track Name: Vintage Kicks - Big Ragoli
Lyrics by: A Marlys

I thought i saw a big ragoli
and ya told me to shoo
ran to liquor store for Olde E..
are u serious with this one?
i think i thought i saw one there
are u serious? ragoli?
well i could watch you from a distance
or i coud watch you from afar
whatchoo doin punk rock princess?
what's she doin at that bar?
do u need a man to love you?
or just a human, plain and tall..
or would u like someone to carry you?
so they can drop u when they fall..
shit they fuckin found me
gotta find an exit
give me back my car keys
where's my bloody car keys
probably in your jacket..
where's my bloody jacket?
gotta find an exit
uglyness surrounds me
"come on daddy, let me go"
its no longer my scene
temperaments are rising
gotta find an exit
let's go!
go!
i lost myself
in yourself
for your health
and you!
been spotted with the big ragoli
hanging freshly like a fruit
but inside he's gotten moldy
in his stupid ugly peachy fuzzy suit
and a ripe female has been plucked
ya think we oughta call the cops?
are u serious ragoli?
i'm on top
shit they fuckin found me
gotta find an exit
give me back my car keys
where's my bloody car keys
probably in your jacket
where's my bloody jacket?
gotta find an exit
uglyness surrounds me
"come on daddy, let me go"
its no longer my scene
temperaments are rising
don't think i can hack it
now where's my fuckin jacket..
Track Name: Robyn Mello - Tiny Anthem
Lyrics by: R. Mello

A world of fans & crowds of wandering followers
is like a land of hungry fools relying on one farmer
Who made the world? Why does that even matter?
We're here right now. Forget about forever,

And pick up your tiny banjo
and play it all night long
listen to the tiny rhythms
become a tiny song
when we join our tiny voices
in one gigantic throng
there ain't nothin' we can't do
and no one stronger

Our hands grow weak, our bottoms heavy
our eyes are blinded by the lights of fame
last time I checked, we all still bleed red
and our bodies, minds, & worth are all the same

A string of words woven like our DNA
The things we're told, so trite, so old, so cliche
let's wind along designing our true future
throwing all our first world problems out the door