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All songs written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Ginger Ale in the winter of 2013-2014 in Brooklyn.
Mastered by Abel Okugawa.
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released April 15, 2014

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ginger ale Brooklyn, New York

DIY song-writer from Charlottesville, Virginia, living in Brooklyn, New York.

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Track Name: Cut It Up
Cut it Up

I know I know you got it in you
I know I know you’re feeling shy
And I don’t I don’t mean to offend you
But I’m an honest guy
I bet I bet you got a hang-up
I know I know you watch your step
But you should know that it’s all made up
So let it go, and make a mess.

Regrets your holding on to
Making you so blue
Cut it up.
Guilt that’s got you low down
Take it off downtown
Cut it up.
Track Name: Coal Mine
Coalmine

You’re my coal mine. You’re my coal mine.
I’ll be slaving. Until you cave in.
Chip off of you. Burn it for my foul.
But I’m sick. Hear my heart tick tick tick.
Down here, in you, it’s so fine. So fine. Black dust.
Track Name: Warm Wet Ground
Warm Wet Ground

Caught me wasting time getting by
In ou basement with your hardware guy.
The concrete’s drying in my brain
And I don’t feel right now.
Push my fingers and my face
In your warm wet ground.

Making out a check on the kitchen floor
What’s today, and what’s this for?
Concrete’s drying in my brain
And I don’t feel right now.
Push me through the cityscape
In the warm wet ground.

Warm wet ground. Warm wet ground.
Track Name: Bad Blues
Bad Blues

Been dark for days now
Wearing a dead man’s shoes
Can’t find my way out
Of these bad blues.

Don’t know how it started
What faculties to used
To get to the bottom
Of these bad blues.

Do it baby. Give me something new.

Fill me up with wonder
Got my existence to abuse
Don’t even feel sad
Through these bad blues.

Fasten my strap
Tighten down my screws
Overwhelm my spirit
To kill these bad blues.

Do it baby. Give me something new.

Feels like your ice cream’s
Slathered on pie
Hot shots of whiskey
Pouring up your thighs.
Track Name: Better Chance
Better Chance

Shauna wants a swing at her mister cause he’s so damn high.
If she was high too, then everything would be cool, it’d be alright.
They’d get out on the floor and dance, and she’d give it a better chance.
Give it a better chance, Shauna. Give it a better chance.

Jackie’s on the phone all night with no one picking up.
Her man’s just asleep at home, but Jackie’s all fucked up.
If she got there and rubbed his hands, she’d give it a better chance.
Give it a better chance. Jackie. Give it a better chance.

No love is gonna stay, when you’re poisoning what you made. Give it a better chance.
Give it a better chance.