“Golden B.C.” Lyrics

Original release: November 6, 2015

Tracklist:
1.   Back to That
2.   Failing
3.   They’re Trying to Make You a Woman
4.   Pay Dirt
5.   What They Tell Their Kids
6.   Yes I Do
7.   Greyhound
8.   Into the House
9.   Try to Wait

Lyrics:

“Back to That”

I pulled in the front, looked for my keys 
Cuz I knew that you’d be home 
Cuz I need you, I wanna feel your hand 
From the surface, down to the bone 

And I can’t believe it 
That I’m going back 
Back to that 

You’re a cancer, a tease, a plague on my house 
But I know that you’d be kind 
When there’s something you need, my phone goes wild 
With you calling me inside 

And I can’t believe it 
That I’m going back 
Back to that

——-

“Failing”

You got me breaking down 
But you knew this before 
Listen to the sound 
Of a new way to bore 

And I know 
You got me singing out 
And I know 
That you’d rather hear me shout than say “I want you” 

Sit 
Down 
Watch 
Me 

And I know 
You got me singing out 
And I know 
You’d rather hear me shout, than say “I want you”

——-

“They’re Trying to Make You a Woman”

You know its not gonna matter 
In 50 years what you’ve done 
Painting notes in a cave 
Confessing sins, ignore some 

They’re trying to make you a woman 
So brush your hair and paint your lips 
They’re trying to make you a woman 
But its easier to make a fist 

We’re all firing bullets 
Straight up into the night they’re sprung 
Standing with our heads back 
Trying to catch em on our tongue 

They’re trying to make you a woman 
So brush your hair and paint your face 
They’re trying to make you a woman 
Well to you, that seems to be the case

——-

“Pay Dirt”

Pay dirt 
Another inspiration tapped 
We cater 
To minor keys with major gaps 

Its harder 
To see the money through the trees 
For starters 
What can you do for me? 

Hey there 
You got another song to play 
Why don’t you 
Get your ass up on the stage? 

We wanna 
Tell the whole world about this 
Artist 
But gotta pay for word-of-mouth

——-

“What They Tell Their Kids”

He’s a sentence too short 
He’s a month too soon 
He called her up while wasted 
You would have laughed it off too 

This is how they met 
This is what they tell their kids 

This is what they tell kids 

I don’t know what I’m gonna do next 
I don’t know what I’m gonna do next 
I don’t know what I’m gonna do next 
So I might as well sit the fuck around 

You know its just a picture 
But don’t act like its just a date 
Cuz if you’re giving it up 
They will always be those that take 

This is what they tell kids

——-

“Yes I Do”

I know what to say 
I know what to do 
And I’m gonna walk outta there 
With a hella lot more than you 

Yes I do 

I took the raise 
I work the hours 
When the boss does a walkabout 
I give him all cuz I got the power 

Yes I do 

I got the Wilkes account 
Keeping me awake 
Did a line off my daughter’s book 
And I’m gonna be working late 

Just like you 

I know what to say 
I know what to do 
And I’m gonna walk outta there 
With a hella lot more than you 

Yes I do

——-

“Into The House”



Oh baby you’re a bridge to burn 
You got me drinking drinks from the colours to the worm 

I never once succeeded anything I’ve tried 
I’d rather play alone than risk the outside 

I didn’t know, I wasn’t supposed to know 
That you acted like that 
I didn’t learn, I wasn’t supposed to learn 
To dance 



Oh baby you’re a wagon to paint 
You got a busload of years thrown upon that face 
And the in to the house is the same as the out 
I gotta get up and leave if you’re gonna sit and pout 

You didn’t know, you didn’t wanna know 
Exactly how I felt 
You didn’t cry, you didn’t shed a tear 
When they came… 



4

——-

“Try to Wait”

I’m scared to leave these sheets 
I heard gunshots from down the street 
They said they killed another 5 
Injured 2 cops, now one’s died 

You can’t live out your lives 
Without being scared to go outside 
A brave face, another ribbon 
Regressing evolution 

All they do 
Is beat it with a clean slate 
The news will get better 
If you try to wait 

I hold my love, she holds me 
Watching broadcasts on repeat 
A brave face, a new resistance 
To the idea of coexistence 

I worry when she leaves that she won’t come home to me 

All they do 
Is beat it with a clean slate 
The news will get better 
If you try to wait 

Gonna spin it around 
And beat it with a clean slate 
It never gets better 
If you try to wait

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