Sourpuss / Gone, Scarcely Having Been

by Feefawfum

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Recorded May 2015

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released June 25, 2015

Produced by Feefawfum
Recorded and mixed by Farley Miller
Artwork by Mimi Haddon

Farley Miller played guitar and sang
Stéphane Diamantakiou played bass and sang
Zachary Scholes played organ and synth and sang
Sebastian Balk-Forcione played drums and sang

Craig Pedersen played trumpet on Sourpuss
Mimi Haddon played alto saxophone on Sourpuss
Felix-Antoine Hamel played tenor saxophone on Sourpuss

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Feefawfum Montréal, Québec

Weird rock music from Montreal. Feefawfum is Farley Miller (guitar/vox), Stéphane Diamantakiou (bass), Zachary Scholes (keyboards), and Sebastian Balk-Forcione (drums).

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Track Name: Sourpuss
What a shining summer afternoon
To be with you at the zoo
Capybara and tucans, too
We could mate for life like penguins do

But what's eating you?

The cat's out of the bag
Young love's a drag
Hunger pang framed smile
The tiger takes your tongue and ties it

What a shining summer afternoon
For you to say "I don't need you"
Capybara cries "boo hoo"
'Cause my heart's broke in two

But what's eating you?

The cat's out of the bag
Young love's a drag
Hunger pang framed smile
The tiger takes your tongue and ties it

At the zoo
Track Name: Gone, Scarcely Having Been
For a time you were dead
And all the roads they laid would bend around your grave
But now you are back
And all the love you gave is coming back in spades
Gone, scarcely having been
It must be shit to be shipwrecked in limbo

I sit by the bedside
Mind's on the front lawn
I think about what I haven't done
I sit by the bedside
Mind's on the front lawn
I think about what I haven't done in this life of mine
And hope it's not too late

For a time you were dead
And though they tried they couldn't get you off their minds
For a time you will wait
For the moment when those other souls pass on their way
Gone, scarcely having been
It must be shit to be shipwrecked in limbo

I sit by the bedside
Mind's on the front lawn
I think about what I haven't done
I sit by the bedside
Mind's on the front lawn
I think about what I haven't done in this life of mine
And hope it's not too late

The old folks are going home
The adults are going home
The children are going home
The spirits are going home to the earth