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Real Boys

from The Book of Waves by Erica Buettner

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lyrics

You’ve got a plan that can fix the whole world Change your definition of disaster It’s much more consistent than rose-colored glasses It alters your perceptions the morning after Stuff your cheap filler full of borrowed time Speak your mind on someone else’s dime Flex your muscles When the might makes right Keep the wheel of fortune landing on fight or flight

For now you’re living the dream, contemplating heaven, begging your fathers to make you real boys

Day one it’s survival or bust You get cozy then you just adjust Why not take a stab at the great ascent Up the ladder reaching out of ninety-nine percent And the ground is deep enough to bury the waste The more shallow your looking pool the less blood shows on your shirts Every person is corruptible And when they’re not You’ve got to hit them where it hurts

For now you’re living the dream, contemplating heaven, begging your fathers to make you real boys

At every golden gate you can deregulate The key to your own joy is what you can destroy Isn’t that the way we’re wired, to go after what we’ve desired? Every impulse, craving tug names your poison names your drug

Don’t become the lobster in the pot Pay attention when the flame gets hot There’s no such thing as a nervous breakdown When you find out that your nerves are shot And it can have an otherworldly sheen The oil spills and radiation leaking In the inkblot you see your mother’s face In the pictures of the spills from outer space

For now you’re living the dream, contemplating heaven, begging your fathers to make you real boys

If you see things that you don’t like Do things that you don’t like Things you might not have done In another life Then make your conscience like knife that cuts through other voices That cuts off all the ties between your body and your choices

For now you’re living the dream, contemplating heaven, begging your fathers to make you real boys

credits

from The Book of Waves, released September 20, 2018
Words & Music by Erica Buettner
Arrangement - Pierre Faa
Guitar, voice - Erica Buettner
Electric guitar - Frankie Chavez
Keys, misc - Pierre Faa
Bass - Lo Brifo
Drums - Jean Gillet
Hand percussion - James Hart

Recorded and arranged by Pierre Faa (Peppermoon Music) in Paris, France
Mixed by James Hart at LabCentral Studios (New York)
Mastered by Chicky Reeves, Sublime Studios

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Erica Buettner New York, New York

Erica Buettner is a singer-songwriter who moved to Europe at the age of 20 and spent the following twelve years winding her way through Paris all the way to the shores of Portugal before returning to New York in 2016. After illness and putting her music career on hold, Erica's long-awaited second album, The Book Of Waves, was released in October 2018. ... more

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