Time to Whine

by Wasted Sundays

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    We actually tried on this one, and we really think it paid off. It's no Pet Sounds, but it's an homage to the music we love and the styles that we love to play and write in. There genuinely are some parts that I'm really proud of, and on the other hand, there are a few mistakes here and there. Just a few
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1.
Pop Punk Forever 03:18
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You take a- Basic chord progression and a simple melody A pop-song structure and you solo in the key You take some lyrics and you make it so they rhyme And get a drummer who can keep the band in time And if we play a couple hours We can call tonight a win We practiced once and- And we wont practice it again. Who said that pop punk is dead? I still have Blink in my ead Who said that rock is done? Cause those four chords are still so fun I bought the cheapest amp and a cheaper microphone I’m blasting NOFX just to get me in the zone Now we’re playing anywhere that will let us in the door And we’re hoping a crowd might just show up on the floor And if we make a couple dollars, We can call tonight a win As soon as this gig is over I can’t wait to play again Who said that pop punk is dead? I still have Blink in my ead Who said that rock is done? Cause these four chords are so much fun Who said that pop punk is dead? I still have Blink stuck in my ead Who said that rock is done? Cause these four chords are so much fun Who said that pop punk is dead? I still have Blink stuck in my ead Who said that rock is done? Cause these four chords are so much fun Who said, who said, Who said Pop Punk is dead? Who said, who said, Who said Pop Punk is dead? Who said, who said, Who said Pop Punk is dead, Who said, who said, Who said Pop Punk is dead It’s not!
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Every Time I 02:26
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Sorry ‘bout the time I moved away Back halfway through eleventh grade Failed to convince my mom and dad to stay You’re still the best I ever had to date I tried to think back to our town I tried to stand on solid ground I feel a way I can’t explain And so I’m goin’ back that way And every time you felt abandoned And every time I broke your heart Well you should know I never meant it So can we go back to the start And every time I said I’m sorry And every time I walked away Well you should know my true intention Was in the things I didn’t say Sorry ‘bout the times we fought each night Back when I should have held you tight Cause I’m too good at letting go And saying what I didn’t know And every time you felt abandoned And every time I broke your heart Well you should know I never meant it So can we go back to the start And every time I said I’m sorry And every time I walked away Well you should know my true intention was in the things I didn’t say
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Mama Took My Pots 02:03
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Mom Please I’m begging On my hands and knees Momma took my pots Momma took my pots Momma took my pots Momma took my pots Pots (Pots) Pans (Pans) And even (Even) Tin cans (Cans) Please don’t take my pots Please don’t take my pots Please don’t take my pots Please don’t take my pots Give me back my pots Give me all my pots I want all my pots Give me back my pots!
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Gone Nowhere 04:06
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I can’t pay attention and I can’t afford my rent I wake up tired I’m always feeling spent Every job I take leads me to even deader ends I can’t go couch surfing cause I need some better friends I can’t hope for change because I’m begging all the time I need every nickel, every penny every dime I know rain is coming but it’s too late to prepare When you’re in the rat race there’s no time to stop for air Cause everything is wrong And I can’t see the light If I can’t work this out I won’t see you tonight Cause I keep dragging on But I don’t know what’s right I know I won’t see you tonight I’m not good enough, And I’m going down But I keep treading water cause I don’t wanna drown And I’m fighting back, cause it isn’t fair When I look behind me I can see that I’ve Gone nowhere In a cardboard castle I’m a king without a crown One piece of paper and I see it topple down I don’t have a mortgage or diploma on my shelf I’m not one for saving first I need to save myself I can’t pay attention and I can’t afford my rent I wake up tired - I’m always feeling spent Every job I take just leads me to deader ends I can’t go couch surfing cause I need some better friends Cause everything is wrong And I can’t see the light If I can’t work this out I won’t see you tonight Cause I keep dragging on But I don’t know what’s right I won’t see you tonight I’m not good enough, And I’m going down But I keep treading water I don’t wanna drown And I’m fighting back, cause it isn’t fair When I look behind me I can see that I’ve Gone nowhere
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Easily Entertained 00:40
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I draw dicks in class and now I'm failing out Never study, I’d rather be rocking out Your mom jokes are funny, check out the cool rock I found I’m always cracking up and laughing at funny sounds I’ll sit and watch TV an entire day Reality TV? I think it’s a-okay! I watch NASCAR, I watch the cars go NROOOM! I love the top 40, they’re playing in my room! I know I’m truly just that lame There’s rarely anything in my brain Nothing to bother Cause I’m so easily entertained I’m just so easily entertained
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Least Favorite Food 03:08
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Mom came in with a covered tray Shrouded in a lid Said she had a treat for me Then look what she did There they were some brussel sprouts, Stared me in the eye Then She said “Eat one for me, Won’t you even try?” I said I’m- Not a coward and I’m Not starving and I’m Not desperate (I can’t believe she had the nerve) I said I'm- Not a coward and I’m Not starving and I’m Not desperate (I can’t believe she had the nerve) She made my least favorite food Not far from child abuse Can’t stand the sight or the smell And now I’m not feeling well My manners don’t matter now I won’t chew cud like a cow Won’t eat my veggies tonight This time I’m ready to fight You can’t mask it in a sauce I can always tell As soon as I took a bite Then my stomach fell Poison-flavored vegetable I can’t stand to eat Then she had the nerve to say “Hey, bon-appétit!" I said- I’m not a coward and I’m, Not starving and not desperate I can’t believe she had the nerve She made my least favorite food Not far from child abuse Can’t stand the sight or the smell And now I’m not feeling well My manners don’t matter now I won’t chew cud like a cow Won’t eat my veggies tonight This time I’m ready to fight But then she said Can’t have dessert Till I eat green And then my heart hurt I feel betrayed And I feel used My stomach’s scared I feel abused! [Rad drum solo] [Blast beat] She made my least favorite food Not far from child abuse Can’t stand the sight or the smell And now I’m not feeling well My manners don’t matter now I won’t chew cud like a cow Won’t eat my veggies tonight This time I’m ready to fight This time I’m ready to fight This time I’m ready to fight This time I’m ready to fight
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Professional Failure 03:45
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I missed that field goal and now the whole team is mad It was way too far I don’t seem to meet demand Couldn’t hit the high note and I wrecked the melody Can’t save this concert even with all my energy Bleeding from a HEADACHE and I don’t think I can take more But I’m never quitting cause I’m going for the high score Everybody’s booing but I’m never gonna take a bow I know I’m a loser but I don’t intend to quit it now And I never win Throwing up the medicine And it’s getting worse I guess that it’s just a curse In the thick of it Just took a direct hit But you’ll never knock me down I can never make friends cause I scare them all away Can’t find anyone to trust for a whole day Can’t start a sentence doesn’t matter what I say Every time I try to I just stumble it all away Bleeding from a headache and I don’t think I can take more I’m never quitting cause I’m going for the high score Everybody’s booing but I’m never gonna take a bow I know I’m a loser but I don’t intend to quit now And I never win Throwing up the medicine And it’s getting worse I guess that it’s just a curse In the thick of it Just took a direct hit But you’ll never knock me down And there’s blood on my clothes I’m pretty sure it’s my own I don’t know where it came from But there’s a million flops to pick from You can call me failure Say I’m a human error I’ve never had the answers But you can’t write me off the page And I never win Throwing up the medicine And it’s getting worse I guess that it’s just a curse In the thick of it Just took a direct hit But you’ll never knock me down But you'll never knock me down No you'll never knock me down
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Pablo 03:05
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One night played a played a show And we forgot role call Drove off without our friend We left him at the mall So then we circled back But on that fateful day Pablo could not be found Because he ran away Pablo, we’re sorry please come back to us One year spent searching, you have not been seen Never meant to hurt you or to break your trust We need you to come back home and shake your tambourine He played the tambourine And he was pretty good But then he lost his mind Too stressed from hollywood He was too taleneted He must have gone insane Played banjo and kazoo But failed to dull his pain Pablo, we’re sorry please come back to us One year spent searching, you have not been seen Never meant to hurt you or to break your trust We need you to come back home and shake your tambourine HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? HAVE YOU SEEN OUR FRIEND? HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? HAVE YOU SEEN PABLO? Pablo, we’re sorry please come back to us One year spent searching, you have not been seen Never meant to hurt you or to break your trust We need you to come back home and shake your tambourine We need you to come back home tonight, Pablo I miss you buddy
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California Goin' Down 01:36
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Can’t stand the golden state The one they overrate Can’t stand that stupid bridge Throw tourists in the ditch CALIFORNIA I HATE YOU CALIFORNIA I HATE YOU CALIFORNIA I HATE YOU YOU’RE GOING DOWN LA deserves a nuke The streets are filled with poop It’s going down the drain The rent is so insane CALIFORNIA I HATE YOU CALIFORNIA I HATE YOU CALIFORNIA I HATE YOU YOU’RE GOING DOWN I hate the golden state I hate the golden state I hate the golden state I hate the golden state Yeah!
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In The Attic 03:15
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Look at all these 90s Christmas decorations And hanging on the wall the flag of the United Nations That CRT you thought landed in the dumpster And way in the back some family photos at fort sumter That birthday present that you told me you’re returning And Boy Scout badges that you don’t remember earning Art class drawings that your Grandma thinks are awesome Most your baseball cards, I think you mighta lost some It’s where the useless items go It’s like a junk drawer for your home There's not much point for it to stay But there’s too much to throw away Look at all this junk in the attic Look what got lost in the attic What can we find in the attic? All left behind in the attic Wonder if it’s worth something? I think I saw a wedding ring Look at all this junk in the attic Look what got lost in the attic A life size portrait of the King of Eswatini And a picture of a rat with a Martini A picture of the family dog dressed as a Muppet From High School marching band my old broken trumpet It’s where the useless items go It’s like a junk drawer for your home There's not much point for it to stay But there’s too much to throw away Look at all this junk in the attic Look at what got lost in the attic What can we find in the attic? All left behind in the attic Wonder if it’s worth my time? Would you buy it for a dime? Look at all this junk in the attic Look what got lost in the attic Will anybody buy this stuff? Or maybe we could burn it up It’s out of sight not out of mind Because our storage has declined Look at this junk in the attic Look what got lost in the attic What can we find in the attic? All left behind in the attic Can’t hardly store it all So much the roof might fall Look at all this junk in the attic All left behind in the attic
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The Breakup Was a Good Thing 04:23
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Well I can’t stand you at your worst Even your best is pretty bad I hate the way you talk to me Or how you yell when I get mad Why do you swear at restaurant staff? When you walk in I see them sweat I see the red flags on parade If we break up then so-vi-et You ain’t worth the price I pay To take you out each night. Now I’ll go my separate way So we don’t have to fight I think that you’re annoying And I don’t want to talk to you Sometimes you drive me crazy It seems I’m always fed up with you You can’t take me for granted, I won’t say “I do.” I’ll just leave you at the altar I’ve just had enough of you You always ask me for my cash But won’t support me in return When I need help you shoot me down I had a lesson elft to learn That I can’t trust someone to change If they’re just crooked from the start You can’t depend on everyone Some people never grow a heart I think that you’re annoying And I don’t want to talk to you Sometimes you drive me crazy It seems I’m always fed up with you You can’t take me for granted, I won’t say “I do.” I’ll leave you at the altar I can’t bear any more of you This breakup was a good thing I really couldn’t wait for it You’re unbearably obnoxious And I’m so fed up with your shit This break up was a good thing I’m just glad you’ll go away You know I’ve made my mind up I’ve got nothing left to say I think that you’re annoying And I don’t want to talk to you Sometimes you drive me crazy It seems I’m always fed up with you You can’t take me for granted, I won’t say “I do.” I’ll leave you at the alter I’ve just had enough of you I think that you’re annoying And I don’t want to talk to you Sometimes you drive me crazy But usually I’m fed up with you You can’t take me for granted, I won’t say “I do.” I’ll leave you at the altar I’ve just had enough of you
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Last Stop 02:51
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I tried to write this song like a thousand times But my head’s too filled up with clouds and rhymes Now the message ain’t clear and the theme’s uncertain And none of my usual grab-bag of tropes is working I’m done Train left the station Here’s my last note I’m done Got no inspiration Nothing’s certain But I’m done My mind is like an orange juice box that says to concentrate And now I gotta lotta scary thoughts I gotta contemplate Like what comes next after I’m gone, is there some grand design? The safety net is thinning as I write the final line I’m done Train left the station Here’s my last note I’m done Got no inspiration Nothing’s certain But I’m done I can’t drag this out forever it’ll have to end If we can’t find resolution we’ll just have to pretend Someday I’ll be haunted by the stupid shit I wrote But for now I’ll keep you hanging till the very last note
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Time to Whine 05:48
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It’s too hot, it’s too cold, And I will never do what I’m told It’s too long, it’s too far, My parents took my car It’s too loud, it’s a mess Seeing more and feeling less It’s a pain, in the ass, And I wait for it to pass But I don’t know, how to change it And I don’t know, how to stop this If I’m hurting, then I’ll tell you I won’t shut up, won’t be quiet It’s too high, it’s too low, huh l And you never let me go It’s too much, not enough And you’re stealing all my stuff Locked my keys, in my car Fucking broke, my guitar By myself, all alone And I’m never thrown a bone But I don’t know, how to change it And I don’t know, how to stop this If I’m hurting, then I’ll tell you I won’t shut up, won’t be quiet And I’m ready ta speak my mind I feel the pain and I wanna complain I remember each moment and problem I find It’s my turn to speak, It’s my time to whine But I don’t know, how to change it And I don’t know, how to stop this If I’m hurting, then I’ll tell you I won’t shut up, won’t be quiet And I’m ready ta speak my mind I feel the pain and I wanna complain I remember each moment and problem I find It’s my turn to speak, It’s my time to whine And I’m gonna speak my mind I feel the pain and I wanna complain I remember each moment and problem I find It’s my turn to speak, It’s my time to whine It’s my turn to speak, It’s my time to whine It’s my turn to speak, It’s my time to whine And I never win Throwing up the medicine And it’s getting worse I guess that it’s just a curse In the thick of it Just took a direct hit But you’ll never knock me down Pablo, we’re sorry please come back to us One year spent searching, you have not been seen Never meant to hurt you or to break your trust We need you to come back home and shake your tambourine Who said that pop punk is dead? I still have Blink in my ead Who said that rock is done? Cause those four chords are still so fun Who said? Who said? Who said? Who said that pop punk is dead Who said? Who said? Who said? Who said that pop punk is dead [Completely planned out banter]

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released September 25, 2022

Lead vocals - Max, Will, and Adam
Production - Will
Mastering - Will maybe? We don't really know how to do that

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