We Float

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We Float
©2010 | Mike Maimone/Mutts

We float; cigarette ash on a breeze, with smoke smoldering ephemerally. Burn holes wherever we land - and some folks got more than they can stand.
Don’t stick to me.
We pledge allegiance to torn, tattered flags. They hang around our necks like a badge. It’s all the same demon - it hangs around for different reasons.
Angels bestling with buckets and brooms. They float, hustling from room to room. We know... when the house sparkles they’re gone. But most floors can’t stay clean for long.
Don’t stick to me.
I know you don’t like our kind. Just go if you’ve got the mind. We float. No soap can cleanse like you need. Nothing attracts dirt like clean. We float...
We float; cigarette ash on a breeze, with smoke smoldering ephemerally. Burn holes wherever we land - and some folks got more than they can stand.

credits

from We Float EP, released May 1, 2010
* Jon Alvin - Recording Engineer, Mixing, shouting(1)
* Bob Buckstaff - Bass, shouting(1)
* Chris Faller - Additional engineering & Juno-D(1&3), percussion(3)
* Cory Healey - Drums, shouting(1), pot lids(3)
* Mike Maimone - Wurlitzer, Vocals, organ & chains(3)
* All on production
* Mastered by Jason Ward at Chicago Mastering
* Song written/© 2010 Mike Maimone

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