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This One's For Tina

by Justin Lacy and the Swimming Machine

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It won't snow in December It won't snow a whole year It don’t snow at all here It don't snow at all Gather the ladder we got at the Sears Fake felt-y snow, white wire deer Untangle the garland and icicle lights Khaki shorts, sleeveless sweater, staple gun and I'm sweatin' Checkin' the bulbs and checkin' 'em twice Santa cap, red and yellow; Santa hat perspiration Dust it off and hang it up and drape it, tape it, tack it I would love to tell you "Oh, I could hold you warm at night" Oh but, Baby, it ain't cold outside This one's from Tina and this one's for Tina It's tagged from Aunt Laura under the tree and This one's "from" and this one's "for" Wrappings collect for the cat on the floor Cover your toes, air conditioner’s cold Cat punctures paper and pounces on bows Rip it open, rip it open, tear it, tear it, tell it, I would love to tell you, “Oh, I could hold you warm at night” Oh, but, Baby, it ain't cold outside Oh, an 80 degree Yuletide High Oh, Baby, it ain’t cold outside
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Merry Christmas, St. Nicholas We caught and dragged him to the back of the lot Spooner cuffed and gagged him in segments of flannel, Mr. Bibo’s got a gun to his heart Cupid, Donder, Dasher and Blitzen were missin’ And we set the rest away to roam And we were soakin’ Main Street in kerosene cans Careful not to fall off the roofs we land on There were wreaths lining the streets, And we rocked the pavement Till the damned things fell down Cause we all had a brand new dance we wanted to share So we’d share it till they’d smoke us off Police see what they see And they’d gas us till we’d cough up and run And in the run St. Nick somehow Unbound himself from capture And he’s like, “Whoa! I got a knife!” And we’re like, “Whoa, he’s got a knife!” And he’s like, “Oh, you better run.” And he said, “Merry Christmas, good riddance, good night This Christmas, keep your window, shut tight, Have yourself a happy new year, just know You won’t evade my ever-open eyes” She said, “None of this matters, This little world I think you found yourself in, Friendship’s often fickle and friends are forgotten Don’t let it get in your head, my friend.” And I ask Old Brown, “What’s it translate into— This little world we got so comfortable in?” We drink and read a little ‘bout ourselves And Old Ben’s got a cig to his lips It’s so ea-easy to leave Separation’s always been a serenade Spooner caught a mouthful and he checked out of town And we all closed our doors in fear of Santa coming ‘round There were wreaths lining the streets, And we rocked the pavement Till the damned things fell down Cause we all had a brand new dance and nobody cared And I was hoping they’d come through, But maybe I’ll be leavin tonight, and I’ll say “Merry Christmas, good riddance, good night This Christmas, my window’s shut tight Merry Christmas, I’m leaving, goodbye Merry Christmas, good riddance, good night Have yourself a happy new year, but the time has come For me to turn away your ever-open eyes”
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Black Friday 00:13
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I will buy you a shake I will buy you a shake The windshields clear of frost, engine's hot, and the car’s heating up And when your sweet tooth stops, I will even throw away your cup It's non-recyclable It's made of Styrofoam I buried it in soil Six feet underneath The portion of your bed Where your pillow rings a halo ‘round your head Go to Sleep, go to sleep I’ll buy you a shake I’d give you anything And before we’re underneath Six feet of soil When our blood sugar soars I will still be yours I’ll sing "Go to sleep, go to sleep"
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January 2nd 01:10
Wind up the lights Undress the tree Surround all the bulbs in paper-towel sheets Pack me some collards Keep you black-eyed peas I’ll drive up and visit When cash is low in four weeks Not for Martin Luther King, I am coming back on Groundhog Day

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Church bells and jingle bells, bell-like celesta and bell-like voices, drunk Santa saxophone solos and Christmastime synthesizers: Wilmington, NC band Justin Lacy and the Swimming Machine utilized many of the idiosyncrasies of holiday music for their new EP, "This One's For Tina," a five-track holiday album recorded live in session at Hourglass Studios in Wilmington, NC

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released December 14, 2013

Michael Buckley – Electric guitar
Keith Butler Jr. – Drums, shakers, jingle bells, wrapping paper
Sam Candio – Bass
Christa Faison – Vocals, violins
Justin Lacy – Acoustic guitars, vocals, autoharp, synths
Aaron Lane – Trumpet
Whitney Lanier – Vocals
Dylan Linehan – Celesta, church bells
AJ Reynolds – Saxophone

All music and lyrics by Justin Lacy, except for "You Are a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" by Theodor "Dr. Seuss" Geisel and Albert Hague.
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Trent Harrison at Hourglass Studios.
Album art by Justin Lacy.

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Justin Lacy and the Swimming Machine Wilmington, North Carolina

The Swimming Machine runs on combustion. Fill it with fuel – a blend of upright bass, sax, guitar, banjo, mandolin, violin, xylophone and trumpet. To ignite, whistle, shout, and sing. Oxygen is required. Stomp if it gives you any trouble. To get the pistons turning, stir in some tambourines, buckets, shakers, cymbals, spoons, a tin can and as many floor toms as you can get your hands on. ... more

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