Half-Mast/Steadfast
by Tuff Sunshine
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Digital Album
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Let 'em In
03:17
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Whispering Gallery
04:38
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The Ballad of El Kiddo
04:32
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You're Being Tested
03:56
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Suit of Shells
04:53
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credits
released 15 June 2012
All Songs by Leitera/Stough/Cordero ©2012 / BMI
All Songs by Leitera/Stough/Cordero ©2012 / BMI
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"Cool NYC trio Tuff Sunshine does emotive indie fare that skillfully fuses funky soul with wiry postpunk." --Time Out NY
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shows
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May 24New York, NY
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Jun 01Philadelphia, PA
discography
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May 2013 -
Jun 2012
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- Track Name: Let 'em In
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i lost my brother / the veins quit his neck
i lost my sister / suburban shipwreck
i lost my mother and my father as i split on the fly
where was i where was i where was i where was i?
i lost the feeling / in both of my hands
i hit the ceiling / and they cheered in the stands
and as i waved like a pennant saying good-bye
where was i where was i where was i where was i?
drop-kicked / flea-flicked
spellbound / pin-pricked
land-locked / seasick
well i heard somebody knockin so i took myself a chance and let em in
i started dreaming / but i got woke up
i got to screaming / but i got choked up
and as the team that i formed snuck away on the sly
where was i where was i where was i where was i?
i scraped my tongue / with my upper teeth
tasted the terminals / and the spark underneath
the circuit was completed with a tear from my eye
where was i where was i where was i where was i?
well i heard somebody knockin so i took myself a chance and let em in
i was a believer / and i fought through the pains
played wide-receiver / for the hometown hurricanes
and as the hail mary went up like a prayer in the sky
where was i where was i where was i where was i?
tongue- tied/ eloquent
hard-pressed / soft-bent
time-out / misspent - Track Name: Whispering Gallery
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speaking to myself speaking to myself
speaking to myself
up in the whispering gallery
and i don’t think i like
what’s gettin back to me
whistling alone whistling alone
whistling alone
down at pier 23
whistling alone whistling alone
down at pier 23
and i think i just might
have hit upon the hymn that set me free
brother what makes you tick?
wishing i was back wishing i was back
wishing i was back
down at the circular quay
wishing i was back
down at the circular quay
in upsidedown moonlight
back from where i used to be
brother what makes you tick? - Track Name: The Ballad of El Kiddo
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we’re smilin brightly and stickin to our guns
and if we’re shootin blanks
at least we aint hurtin anyone
we’re grinnin politely and staring into the tuff sun
and if we break ranks
the plan is to melt into one
this is an act / no, this is a prayer
this is a fact / this is something we share
and i'm a hack / and you are paying the fare
for going nowhere
we’re smilin brightly and stickin to our guns... - Track Name: You're Being Tested
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when the bridge comes low
you learn how to duck real fast
and when your last leg is broke
you get used to dragging the cast
and when your heart is tanked
you learn how to live in the past
well there ain't no one impressed
you’re just a face in the crowd
and if you pass the litmus test
you get your face on the shroud
and when your heart is blown
rip it off your sleeve and be proud
you’re being tested
steadfast through the valley... - Track Name: Suit of Shells
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i was stranded like a harbor tug
out on the east river bank
i was wheezing my last tune as i was weighed down
and i was led to the plank
and just when i knew the 4 chambers
of my heart were sank
i saw friggy near the shore with
C-rations and an oxygen tank
shake shake shaking in a suit of shells
when i'm incommunicado
and the conversation just got to wait
when i'm trimming up a 5 o'clock shadow
until a quarter after 8
when im in a night-sweat
and my face is as smooth as slate
when friggy finds me at last call
and leaves me asleep at the gate
shake shake shake shaking in a suit of shells
let's let wine be our reward
and we can wake up in a silhouette daze
let’s let the million particles we are
combine to make a perfect haze
let’s let the herd run off the cliff
sugar we dont need 'em anyways
it's just like friggy said, or at least a close paraphrase
shake shake shake shaking in a suit of shells
